A/N: First off I'm really, really sorry it took me so long to update. I've been busy getting ready to start school and work has been crazy…don't hate me because I'm beautiful and a wee bit over occupied. Second of all, I have a great anecdote. I'm a Minnesota girl (accent and all) and I went to a Minnesota Twins game. I'm a huge fan of baseball and Johan Santana…Anyway, while I was waiting in line for a dome dog (hot dog), I saw a little boy with a checkered flannel shirt (red) and a backwards Twins baseball cap and he looked exactly like a little Luke Danes! It was so cute! For any of you Scott P. fans you know that he was in "Little Big League" and he played for the Minnesota Twins! Funny huh? All right…now back to the story!

On this cool April night, Lorelai finds herself outside of Luke's diner. The lights are out and Luke is undoubtedly upstairs in his apartment. Why she feels the need to discuss their relationship now is beyond her but she can't sleep without knowing where they are going or what this really is. Sex? Friends with benefits? Or a real deep relationship? She just needs to know. She musters the courage to throw a pebble at his window. Much like she did a year ago. The first one hits the glass just right, and the sound is so loud, she's sure it even woke up Miss Patty. She waits…bouncing her weight from left to right, finding herself both cold and nervous…until finally the lights turn on and the window opens to a very sleepy looking Luke.

"Lorelai?" He doesn't seem surprised that she's there, but he feels compelled to confirm it anyway.

"Hey…Can I come up? I really…I just…I need to talk to you." She cocks her head to the side in a questioning manner and places her hands on her hips.

Luke looks on and contemplates his decision. She sees this and she becomes nervous to the point of illness. One hand leaves her hip and snakes around her stomach to ease the pain.

"Hold on…" With that, Luke is gone, the window is closed and Lorelai stands solitary under the dim street lamp. She paces a little, moves closer toward the diner then away. When she hears the bell above the door she snaps her head around. Luke is leaning on the frame and holding the door for her to come in. She complies and brushes past him eliciting tingles within both of them.

"Upstairs?" She asks in a whisper, she wonders why she's whispering; it's just the two of them.

"Yeah…" She strides toward the stairs when she feels a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey…" Luke says.

"Is for horses…" And the first quip of the night is spoken.

"It's good to know that you wit hasn't changed since the last time I saw you." The rhythm is established, it's familiar…far different from the territory their about to explore.

"You should feel very privileged to know me Luke Danes…"

"Oh really?" His arms are crossed in front of him; her hands are on her hips, nothing new, except for their current location, very, very close to one another.

"Yes really. I'm smart, I'm funny, devastatingly beautiful…"

"Cocky, narcissistic…" Their both smiling that is until they feel a shift. Once the proximity to one another is noticed, they can't seem to ignore it; in fact it reminds them how close they were earlier today in the Inn's kitchen. Luke uncrosses his arms and tucks some hair behind Lorelai's ear. And then they're leaning…

"Luke…" And it's broken. Luke takes a step back and Lorelai begins to fidget with her necklace…a habit Luke has become very familiar with.

"Can we go upstairs…and…and…talk?" She doesn't look at him. Can't bring herself to do so.

"Yeah…let's go." She goes up ahead of him and walks into the apartment. Luke behind her, gestures for her to sit on his leather couch. They each take a side keeping as much distance between each other as possible. Silence fills the room, as Luke looks around his apartment, toward his bed, his kitchen then steals a glance at Lorelai who is staring at her lap. When she meets his glance the both turn away.

"Look, Luke…I…"

"Don't do this…"

"Do what?" They are both looking at each other now. Lorelai bewildered, Luke frustrated.

"You're going to tell me, I'm a nice guy, a great friend, but that you can't do this…"

"You've got it completely backwards…" She moves closer to him.

"Do I?" Luke notices her advances and accepts them.

"I came to tell you…You're a really nice guy, my best friend, and I want to do this more than anything else in the world." She inches even closer to him and Luke watches her with an intense gaze.

"I want you Luke…I've wanted you for awhile…" She leans into him and plants a kiss on his neck. She feels him shutter and hears the faintest moan. She touches his skin with her tongue and he sighs. She bites and begins to suck his skin he growls. This encourages her further. She alternates biting and sucking and light kisses in the same spot, determined to mark him for her own. When she finishes there she moves up to grab his earlobe between her teeth before sucking into her mouth. Luke can't take much more. He needs to kiss her, and he does, and it's sweet and slow and then hard and erotic. Soon they find the need for clothes unnecessary and begin to remove article after article. They kiss and bite and nuzzle and touch and when they make their way to the bed…they find that those seven years…were well worth the wait.

Luke is lying on his back alone in his bed, his arm is slung over his face to ward out the light that is currently bathing him in his sleepy state. When he hears her voice, his arm slides above his head to see her figure standing dark, in the yellow light of the doorway.

"Thanks for letting me borrow your tooth brush…a lot of people find it disgusting." She says toothpaste foam running over her lips.

"We just had our tongues down each other's throat…I don't see what harm, sharing a tooth brush could bring." She chuckles a little and has to bring her free hand up to her mouth to prevent the toothpaste from dribbling down onto the plaid flannel shirt she's wearing. He smiles at this. She exits into the bathroom and a second later comes back out fully brushed with no sign of toothpaste.

"Still…thank you…" She turns out the bathroom light and heads toward him.

"You're welcome." She crawls onto him and straddles him before leaning down to kiss him softly.

"Mmmm…minty fresh…" He says when they break away. She places her hands on his abdomen and rubs it lovingly.

"I have so much energy…" She bounces a little, and flicks her hair to the side and the two movements elicit a groan from Luke.

"I don't understand how you can be…I mean…two times…and you've been working all day…all week." He closes his eyes and concentrates on her ministrations. The rubbing makes him feel relaxed and very sleepy.

"I can see that you're exhausted…" She lifts her leg and lays next to him on her side, head on his chest, leg tangled with his, she continues to rub his belly.

"Well, I did have a very long day…and then…"

"The sex?" She looks up at him with a mischievous grin.

"Yes the sex too…" He smiles at her and she smiles back and then looks down at her hand on his stomach. She feels him kiss her head and it's there that she realizes, that she finally found a place where she belonged. She waited her whole life to find it and now here with Luke everything is right, as it should be. She wants to tell him…she hesitates but soon finds her voice.

"Luke?" She waits, when she hears nothing she looks up to his face to find that he's fallen asleep. She plants a light kiss on his bare chest, snuggles up to him, and soon follows suit, and loses herself to a dream…

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter…let me know…should I write more? Should I start a new one? Give me the 411…