That evening Luke arrives at Lorelai's house pick her up. He's excited and happy, but at the same time nervous as always.

"Hey," Lorelai greets him.

"Can we talk inside? You know, just for a second."

"Sure. What about?"

"Um, …us."

"Scary, okay."

"I know. I hate these kind of talks too, but it's kinda important."

They step inside Lorelai's house and Luke gives her a hello kiss.

"So, I love it when you say 'us'."

"Me too…. Uh, what would happen if we were to break up?" Luke asks with a shaky voice

"Excuse me?"

"Well, the town is so small, if we were to break up, would it be…weird?"

"Uh, yeah especially because I wouldn't know about it. I'm soo not gonna let you break up with me."

"Um, Lorelai, what do expect to happen? Do you think we'll be together forever?"

"Well, I can't really picture anything else."

"We really do think alike."

"So, where are we going?"

"As in where do you want to eat? Where do you want to go?"

"Your place?"

"Again, may I say we really do think alike."

They get to Luke's place. They head upstairs, and Luke begins to make dinner. Lorelai is trying to make coffee without Luke noticing.

"I know what you're doing, Lorelai."

"Huh? What? Me?"

"It's okay. I've given up."

"Oh, you're no fun."

"Anyway, you've only had like five cups of coffee around me today."

"Wow! I've been cutting back, haven't I?"

He smiles and continues to make her burger. She sits in a chair and flips on the television.

"There is absolutely nothing on!"

"Don't turn on the TV."

"Why?"

"You'll make me watch something you think is so hilarious even though it's not supposed to be."

"Well, The best kind of television is the worst kind."

"We can just sit and stare at each other. Much better than watching Leave it to Beaver or something"

"Your face is funnier than any bad television show."

"Why thank you."

She turns off the TV and heads over to where Luke is standing next to the table. She kisses him on the cheek and sets down her food.

"Luke?"

"Yeah?"

She kisses him again leaving her gloss on his lips and cheek.

"Wow. Um, Lorelai, …I love you."

"I…. Um."

"Don't say anything, please. I just realized that you are the only woman I ever want to be with."

"I was going to say that I love you too."

They share a much-needed third kiss.

"Our food is getting cold," she says as she turns and walks to the counter.

"Sure." He sits at the table and watches Lorelai as she pours the coffee.

She talks again. "So this is kinda weird. Uh, …I mean we've been friends for the longest time and now everything's going so fast."

"Kinda, yeah. I'm just not very good at…this," he says gesturing around the room.

"I think you're doing fine. I've never had a second date tell me that they love me."

"Wonder why not."

They sit in silence, eat, and grin to themselves. Lorelai finishes first.

"I want some more coffee."

"Go ahead."

"Well, you're very talkative…. I do, you know."

"You do what?"

"I really do love you. Not as much as this dress I saw last week that I could never afford, but about as much as all of my purses and shoes put together."

"Impressive."

"Yeah, it is."

The next morning Lorelai wakes up next to Luke after he falls asleep as she starts to read aloud from a coffee maker instruction manual.

"Luke…. Luuke…. Luke, wake up."

"Huh…Lorelai, what are you still doing here?"

"You fell asleep, and I didn't really want to walk home. It was cold, so I stayed. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all."

"Your bed is comfy."

"Uh huh," he mutters falling back to sleep.

"Luke, it's seven o'clock in the morning. Your alarm clock woke me up thirty minutes ago."

"Yeah, okay. I really need to get up."

He crawls out of bed. Lorelai pulls him back down, and kisses him. "Good morning."

"Good morning." He grabs a change of clothes and goes into the bathroom somewhat confused.

"Lorelai?" he calls from the bathroom.

"Yeah?"

"Can you go downstairs and see if Ceasar is here yet. He should be."

"Sure."

She gets out of Luke's bed and fixes her hair in the mirror quickly just in case the diner has been opened. It has. Miss Patty notices her peeking from behind the curtain in the same clothes she was wearing yesterday. Lorelai drudges back upstairs to tell Luke everything seems like it's running on time.

"Ceasar's here, and everything's fine."

"Good," he says stepping out of the bathroom. "Miss Patty was there, wasn't she?"

"It's not like it matters. Again, we did nothing. Sometimes I think she has twenty trampolines in her backyard, she jumps to conclusions so often."

"Why didn't you sleep on the couch?"

"I'm really bad at untying knots."

"Yeah, it can be pretty uncomfortable. I guess."

"Is this uncomfortable…. I mean you and I, not the couch."

"Why would it be?"

"You sound like you're complaining that I slept next to you instead of on the couch."

"I'm not complaining. I just think it's weird that we wake up next to each other two mornings in a row without us actually, …you know…doing anything."

"Well, you're a nice pillow."

"I need to get to work."

"Ceasar's got it covered."

"Really, you think so?"

"As far as I could tell, it was pretty slow."

"I think I'm gonna go back to sleep."

"Can I come with?"

"No."

"What? Why not?"

"I'm kidding. Of course you can, just don't try anything. I really am tired."

"I promise. I won't try anything. I'm tired too…. You just got dressed. Now you're just gonna go back to sleep?"

He passes his socks and shoes which Lorelai managed to take off of him last night without giving them names and waking him up. He crawls back into bed quickly followed by Lorelai. They drift back to sleep and for the millionth time that month dream about each other, nothing dirty just romantic. Marriages, kids, and upcoming dates.

About an hour later Luke wakes back up. He should get to work, he thinks. He knows that it is always busy around eight.

"Where were you?" Ceasar asks as Luke comes from upstairs.

"I was just really tired. I'm sorry."

"Don't say that too loud."

"Why?"

"Miss Patty's right over there," he answers pointing at the woman 'secretly' listening to their conversation.

"Well, I actually don't know why I'm so tired. There is no reasonable explanation," he explains intentionally loud enough for Patty to hear.

"Is Lorelai still asleep?" Ceasar asks quietly.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Just wondering if the sleepiness came in pairs."

"Ceasar!"

"Sorry. She's good for you. Somehow you seem happier."

"I am." On this note, Luke thinks he should probably wake Lorelai up. She's already late for work. "I'll be back in a minute."

"Okay."

He gets into the apartment, and Lorelai is still sound asleep.

"Lorelai. Lorelai, wake up. You need to get to work."

"You're so mean! Just five more minutes."

"Lorelai, wake up. I don't want you blaming me for you not being at work by noon."

"Ugh. Okay, I'm up. You can go now."

"No, you have to physically get out of bed before I will leave."

"I am; aren't I?"

"No, not quite. Do you want me to pull you?"

"Not really."

"Well then, get up."

"Okay, Okay." She crawls out of bed at the slowest possible rate just to annoy Luke for waking her up. "You happy now?"

"Yes, very. I'll get you some coffee. Then you can be as hyper as you'd like."

"Aww, you're sweet."

Lorelai eventually gets to work and runs into Sookie.

"Hey! Where you been? You're late again."

"Pretty much the same excuse as last time."

"Oh really? Not at all different?"

"Luke fell asleep as I tried to read to him."

"Aww, just like a toddler."

"About as adorable."

"Yeah, anyway. You stayed over there? Why? You have a house."

"I know that. It was cold, and I didn't want to walk home or steal Luke's truck."

"So you slept on the couch?"

"No, not really."

"Are you teasing him now or something?"

"Sookie! Of course not. He was asleep anyway."

"So,…what?…he just woke up wondering why you were still there?"

"I guess."

"God, you have a very odd relationship."

"What? Why?"

"You've literally slept together two days in a row, and you haven't, you know, 'slept together' at all. Have you?"

"No, we have not. He loves me though."

"Well, duh."

"But he said so."

"What? Luke! Really?"

"Yeah. I know. I couldn't believe it either."

"Well, what did you say?"

"Well, of course I just straight up told him the truth…that I hate him. No, Sookie, of course I told him the same back."

"Did you mean it?"

"Sookie! Of course I meant it."

"You are gonna have the prettiest kids."

"Yeah, I know."

She works for another six hours thinking of Luke, Rory, and her mother. "Oh my god! My mother!" she thinks to herself. "What is she gonna do? I know she won't want me to be with Luke! I cannot tell her! I will not tell her… at least not yet, not tonight…. I'm really dramatic today."

(New chapter coming soon. I Promise.)