"Actually I'm really just that intuitive. You're pretty secretive, I feel like I don't know half of what I should about you, being that we were so close." She sat down on the carpeted floor in front of him and crossed her legs.
"So…" He folded his arms and leaned back on a bookshelf looking straight at her.
"Well, there's this guy you see and he wants me to do something really daring, but I don't do things with people who I don't know really, really well. I'd have to know a few of his deepest, darkest secrets before I could do what he wants." She smiled at her coyness.
"It's funny that I happen to know him pretty well so maybe I can help you out with that."
"Oh yeah?" She stifled a giggle.
"For example, when he was six…he is ashamed to talk about this, but he wore Superman pajamas. Despite what many people may think, he's never actually made love to a woman he cared a whit about and until he stopped last year, he'd smoked for a total of 4 years." He admitted. They sat there in silence a minute and he looked straight at her, admiring all her delicate features. "And I'm insanely in love with you." He added smoothly.
He dropped his arms and rocked forward, pressing a palm to her cheek and parting her lips with his. She sat very still, almost out of practice with Jess, like it was different or something. Nonetheless, he continued and she closed her eyes and melted. He kissed her top lip, then her bottom lip softly and pulled back to see her sitting there, eyes closed.
Her eyelids fluttered open and a wide grin spread across her face. "That last one wasn't much of a secret."
"Still…" He replied shrugging. "Do you think you've humiliated him enough yet, or do you still require more embarrassing secrets?"
"I think I know enough for now."
"So, will you come with me?" He asked cutting the pretenses. He desperately hoped that she'd say yes.
"You know I've always loved New York, so different from where I grew up, from everything that I've ever known. I can't wait." She finally answered. Jess was overjoyed and relieved and felt like dancing for joy. It was actually an awkward feeling because he had no idea how to express it and still keep a smidgen of his reputation in tact. Thankfully she advanced first, threading her fingers into his. With her free hand, she picked up The Great Escape.
"Is it any good?" She glanced at the back cover.
"You like gritty, real life war stories?" He ran his thumb across her hand.
"I don't know, let's find out." She scooted over beside him and opened it to the page that he'd left dog-eared. Cautiously, he wrapped his arm around her shoulder and they began to read.
"So you didn't know he was here?" She asked enjoying a bit of pancake.
"No, I didn't." Luke replied matter-of-factly getting up to fill his coffee and a few customers, Lane had most of them though.
"Is there a special ingredient in these pancakes, something that makes them extra sweet and fluffy just for me?" She swooned. He eyed her and laughed.
"Yeah, it's extra milk. Big family secret, very hush, hush."
"Oh, it's good." She mouthed and winked. He rejoined her at the table and they finished their breakfasts in light conversation.
"How's business at The Dragonfly?" He asked as he folded his napkin.
"Good, actually I should probably head over there right now." She looked around to see that no one was watching and quickly kissed him. "I'll see you later, thanks for breakfast."
"Bye, Lorelai." He waved and cleaned up the plates. Lane rounded the corner out of the kitchen.
"What's with the special attention? I mean I know you're totally crazy for Lorelai but…" She noticed his expression. "Am I putting my job at risk by continuing this conversation?" She asked. He nodded. She repeated the motion in understanding. Luke returned to running his diner.
"When do you wanna leave?" Jess asked as they walked to the Gilmore house.
"As soon as I'm packed," She answered climbing the final step.
"What about your mother? Or school? This is so not you, Rory."
"Well, a year in college has that affect on a girl."
"It's just surprising." He replied. "Tomorrow then?"
"Yep, see you then." She grabbed the knob and shut the door behind her. Leaning her head against the glass pane on the wooden front door, she let out a sigh of both happiness and nervousness. One part of her was excited that she was back together with Jess, but the other part of her thought that he was right. Maybe she was rushing into this, being to spontaneous. Nothing was ever crystal clear, at least she figured so she made the journey back to her room and began packing trying to think more about how exciting New York would be, than the fact that she was committing to being with Jess.
