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Chapter 2: Confessions of Lorelai Gilmore

Monday Morning

5:00am

Lorelai stood pacing in her bedroom, back and forth, back and forth. She had given up on sleep when she had woken from a particularly graphic dream, staring a certain diner man, at 4:30 and had been pacing her way around the room ever since. Her hands were flying around in front of her face as she mentally went through everything that had happened the night before. Luke kissed me. I kissed him back. Everyone at Babette's party saw us dancing. Luke kissed me and I liked it. Oh God, oh God. Flinging herself back onto the bed, Lorelai sighed deeply. What am I going to do now?

Twenty minutes later Lorelai was again pacing, but this time downstairs by the front door. She was hungry and hung over and desperately needed some coffee. If going to Luke's was going to get something started, well then she was just going to have to deal with it. So she finally grabbed her purse and walked out the door, headed for the diner. About halfway down her driveway she stopped dead in her tracks. What if Luke pretended like nothing happened? Or what if he confronted her? Gah, she was so confused. Shaking her head side to side, Lorelai started walking down the street again. If he confronts me, I'll just have to tell him the truth. Now her only problem was figuring out what exactly the truth about her feelings was. She knew she liked him as more than just a friend. The night before had proven that to her beyond a shadow of a doubt, but she really wasn't the kind of person to just come out and say exactly what she was feeling. It was practically her trademark to avoid any kind of serious conversation, especially one as touchy as her relationship with Luke.

Lorelai stopped when she turned the corner and saw the lights glowing brightly in the diner. She abruptly turned around and started walking back toward her house. She couldn't do this, not now not ever. What if it didn't work out? What if he hated her once he got to know her in that way? What if last night had all been some kind of alcohol induced dream? Lorelai stopped again, and turned back toward the diner. If she just pretended that nothing happened, and let Luke do what he wants, then there would be no pressure on her, right? Right.

So new confidence in tow, Lorelai walked through the door of the diner.

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Luke's Apartment

Present (5:45am)

"Yeah about last night. Look…" Luke started.

Lorelai held up a hand to stop him. She was going to be the one to do this, and she had to do it right, no matter how scary it seemed. She couldn't lie to herself anymore, and she didn't want to. Seeing Luke come down the stairs just before had made her realize that she couldn't go back to the way things were. There was just too much potential there to waste, and she was finally ready to see where this would go if she just let herself be open to it. "Luke, I don't want to forget last night ever happened."

Luke's eyes went wide for a second, but he kept quiet, letting her speak what was on her mind.

She started pacing again, "You kissed me, and I kissed you." She looked up at Luke, who was just standing with his arms crossed watching her. "We kissed Luke." She motioned between them with her hands.

"Yes, I remember."

"And you know, it didn't suck."

"Well, that's good to know." What was she getting at here?

"What if I said that I didn't want it to be the last time it happened?" Lorelai was holding her breath now, and standing very, very still.

"Then I would say that you don't have anything to worry about."

Lorelai exhaled slightly, and took a step toward Luke. "Good to know." She stepped in closer and let her eyes lift until she was staring into Luke's endless blue orbs. Her hands reached up to cup his face, echoing his gesture from the night before, and she pulled his lips to hers. This kiss was a little bit faster, and harder than the one they had shared on her porch. It was Lorelai, after all, who was leading the way that morning. Pulling herself away after a moment, Lorelai stood breathing rather hard, only an inch from Luke's lips. "I have to go," she whispered. "The Inn and Kirk."

"Wait, Kirk?"

Lorelai took a step back from Luke, her words were not coming out very clear when she was standing so close to him. "I have to get to the Inn and Kirk is downstairs."

"Oh right." He had clearly forgotten all about the diner below, and certainly had not been thinking about Kirk. "Yeah, we should both go."

They stood there, not moving a muscle for a few seconds, and then both made a move for the door at the exact same second. Their hands collided midway to the knob, and they both started laughing. Luke pulled his hand away, "After you."

"Thank you sir," Lorelai said smiling. She made her way down the steps with Luke only inches behind her. Every few steps she could feel his arm or his leg come dangerously close to touching her, but they never made any kind of actual contact. By the time they reached the bottom, all Lorelai wanted to do was turn around and head right back up, but the day was calling, and they both had too many obligations. "So," she said to Luke as he headed back behind the counter, "I'll see you later?"

He shot her a smile, "Absolutely."

"Good, good. Bye Luke." Lorelai started backing up toward the door.

"Bye Lorelai." They kept eye contact until the door shut in front her face, and she was forced to turn and walk down the street.

"It's about damn time," came Kirk's voice from the corner of the room. He got up quickly and let himself out, leaving Luke smiling all alone behind the counter. Today is going to be a good day he thought to himself as he resumed cleaning the counter, thinking only of a certain brunette with bright blue eyes.