Chapter Five

Naked bodies entangled, they fell into a deep sleep, both of them physically and mentally exhausted. Neither had realized how physically drained they had become while trying to keep their feelings secret. They slept the sleep of the dead until about four. Lorelai woke up and nudged Luke awake.

"What…what?"

"Tell me about the grand gesture."

"What?"

"The grand gesture you had planned."

"Lorelai, what does it matter now? Go back to sleep."

"It matters Luke. I want to know what I missed out on."

Luke shook his head and pulled her close. "Okay, but it's not that grand really."

"I don't believe that. You can be quite the romantic when you put your mind to it. Most surprising thing about you really."

"Thanks, I think." Luke sleepily chuckled. "Not a chance that we could wait just a couple more hours is there?"

"Not a chance in the world, big boy, spill."

Luke kissed her on the forehead and whispered, "Good morning to you too."

She giggled and kissed him back.

"Okay, well, I thought we … wait….I can't say. Part of the plan is still viable. You, my dear, will just have to wait. It's only, how many days until Christmas?" Luke smiled like a Cheshire cat and closed his eyes, matter closed.

"Whoa, wait. It's still a week away and you are not getting away with 'part of the plan is still viable' ….what is that?"

Luke mumbled, "Viable…continued effectiveness, possible."

"Thanks Mr. Webster, I know what it means. But how can it be possible when the punch line was given away?"

"The punch line….saying I love you is the punch line? Lorelai, I'm disappointed in you. And you are the professed romantic one."

"Not nice to keep secrets."

"Lorelai, it's Christmas, everyone has secrets."

"Well…"

"Gotch ya!" Luke laughed and closed his eyes yet again.

Lorelai was not about to give up that easily. She ran her hands down his stubbly cheeks, down his throat, down through the hair on his chest, landing deep between his legs and caressing, slowly gently moving again up his shaft. Luke grew hard in her hand and she giggled, "Ah, viable."

Luke opened his eyes and sighed in defeat. "You're not going to give up are you?"

"Hey, you are the one that is viable or should I say malleable?"

"When did this turn into new word of the day?"

She smiled, he answered the smile with, "Okay, you ask, I comply."

Luke rolled over on her, clasped her hands above her head, covering her palms with his bigger ones. He was in her in one swift move and starting pounding into her.

She moaned at being so dominated, loving every second. He stopped and gently removed himself from her, falling back to his side.

"Hey, what was that?"

"Just making a point."

Lorelai positioned herself over him and took him inch by inch inside of her.

Luke smiled at her power play. She moved on him several times. His eyes fluttered shut enjoying the fruits of her labor. Then she rolled off leaving him wanting for more.

"Hey."

"Just making a point."

Luke laughed, "So now I have to follow through and prove my point."

Lorelai laughed because she knew it wasn't a question.

Luke climbed on top of her again. He slipped inside her and starting moving slowly and deeply, within minutes taking her every breath away. When he pulled gently out of her he murmured, "Point made.'

"It certainly was." She giggled with contented pleasure and snuggled into his furry chest. They fell asleep in each other's arms until the alarm rudely awakened them.

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T'was the week before Christmas….

The week dragged for Lorelai, her every thought about Luke's grand gesture. The week flew for Luke because he had lied, he had no grand gesture. He had before she blew it. But now, well, nothing was coming to mind to replace it.

Christmas Eve dawned cloudy and heavy. The weather man was predicting rain, too warm for snow. Lorelai was bugged…no snow and an early day at the Dragonfly. The employee Christmas party was at four and she had talked Luke into joining them. Caesar was opening the diner since Luke had to wait at Lorelai's house for a delivery.

Luke fixed her a Luke breakfast and shoed her out. She hated leaving him and the warmth of her small house. But she also was looking forward to the rest of the day, the party and Christmas Eve with Rory and Luke. So she reluctantly drove through the misty rain to the inn.

Luke sat at the table deep in thought. It was Christmas Eve and he still had no special idea. He was waiting for the delivery of a big screen television. He thought it the perfect gift for her. She loved her movies, her WB shows (although he didn't know what she saw in them), and was always complaining about missing them when she worked late. He had also bought a TIVO, a DVD recorder and of course, surround sound. The men came late morning and the three of them set about hooking up all the technology. Luke tipped them handsomely and when they left he noticed the rain had turned to snow…snow that was coming down fast and furiously. He smiled thinking she was probably in heaven watching it fall.

(Truth was, Lorelai was so busy getting ready for the party that she hadn't even noticed.)

Luke knew when he bought the massive TV and then added all the extras, that it would look strange in Lorelai's little eclectic house. So when it was all assembled, he set about encasing it with wood trim, wood that matched her furniture. When he was done, it looked like it fit. The accessories were hidden behind doors and the screen seemed a little less stark. He had worked for days on the wood trim but it was so worth it. Not a romantic gift but a good one just the same. Luke looked out the window again and saw the vast amount of snow already on the ground. And then it came….the idea….the perfect grand gesture he had been searching for. He made a quick call to Liz and she and TJ were totally on board. He made another call and then ran upstairs for a quick shower. He had taken all afternoon putting her gift together and now he had just enough time to get ready for the party at the inn.

Luke whistled as he drove his truck into town. He stopped at the book store just as Andrew was closing up.

"Hey, Luke, Merry Christmas."

"Happy Holidays, Andrew. Could you hold up on closing for a minute? I need a couple of things."

"Sure Luke, what do you need?"

"I need a dictionary, the nicest one you have….and a reference book…you know one of those word-of-the-day ones….and if it's not too much you wrap them up for me?"

Luke looked desperate. Andrew laughed, he hoped the books were for Rory because if they were for Lorelai, well, this guy had a lot to learn about romance.

"Just take me a minute Luke. Bet Rory will love these."

"They're not for Rory. She uses the internet for all that stuff."

Andrew murmured I was afraid of that. Luke heard but didn't care, no one needed to understand but Lorelai.

"Thanks Andrew, have a great Christmas." Luke grabbed the wrapped books and headed for his truck.

Andrew just shook his head as he locked the door. Poor Luke, he didn't have a clue.

Luke parked his truck right beside Rory. She had pulled in right before him and they talked as they headed to the front door of the Dragonfly. Luke held the door open for her and after they hung their coats up, they gave each other a quick hug. Lorelai spied them from down the hall. She smiled, what more could she want for Christmas? She had the two most important people in the world right here in front of her……

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