Well, now we know this isn't a dream. It's a nightmare. Why? Why? Why would I do this to myself? To her? This is real, and I'm probably more drunken than I thought.
Oh
my god! Things'll never be the same again, will they? God, I'm
such an idiot! I'm the sober one. I should be more responsible,
right? He doesn't want this. he's just drunk.
I should be more responsible. Hell, I've only had two beers. I'm so stupid. Things'll never be the same again. "I'm so sorry, Lorelai. Just the beer and the Barbie, and you just... look so..." There they were again- her lips on his, and this time it was all her. It caught him off guard a little, but once he realized what she had done he was thrilled, excited, ... a bit confused. He sunk into the kiss and got wrapped up in Lorelai-fever and Lorelai's arms. Whoa! I should have gotten drunk and done this before if I knew she was gonna react like this- like she actually likes it... Is there a possibility that she's drunk too? Or on cold medicine? Maybe she's just taking advantage of me because of my state. What am I doing? I'm thinking about why she's doing this, when someone in his sane mind- sober mind- would be thinking about how he can get her to continue... Friends. We're friends. We've ruined it forever. I can't do this.
This time he pulls away. He holds her waist probably just to keep himself from falling over. "What was that?" not sure what he did in the first place or how it ended.
"You started it," not sure what to say. She lets go of him with one arm. The other stays at his waist. It was okay until I had to come in with my sultry sluttyness. He's drunk. We could've just blamed it on that, but no, no. Apparently, that's too easy for me.
"What did I do? What did you do? What did we do?" still catching his breath from... everything.
"We? Uh, I think we kissed. Remember though, you started it."
"Yeah, I started it... I'm so sorry, Lorelai. We can just forget about it if you want to." Urgh! I'm so stupid when I'm drunk! Forget about it? How is that ever gonna happen?
"Luke, you may have struck the initial ... um, kiss, but I struck the second. You wanna know why?"
I don't know. Do I?
"Cause the first one was fun." Well, it was!
"But what about... everything?" still panning her body, still very excited about what just went on- what he just did with Lorelai. He had to admit- It was better than I could ever imagine- so sweet. Actual love involved- not just lust. Just one more time?
"Yeah, everything... Um," she still wasn't satisfied. She wanted more of Luke Danes. She could still feel his lips still on hers. Wow. "Maybe we should talk about that first, huh?" If I can wait long enough to get out another sentence.
"Yeah, talk."
She takes his hand and pulls him over to the couch. Should we really sit next to each other? Of course we can. We're adults. We, um, or I- the sober one- should be able to control all... urges. She sits on the left side of the couch, Luke on the right.
"So the weather's nice, snowy. You know," kind of teasing, kind of avoiding the main event.
"Luke!" She hits him playfully with the back of her hand. He takes it in his and kisses it.
"I doubt we could just forget this if we decided we had to," holding her right hand in his
"Yeah, that might be tricky. It was kinda memorable." Boy, was it!
"But we could try to forget if you really think we should," hoping, praying she would say no to this outrageous-to-him suggestion.
"I don't want to forget it, Luke." And if I did want to, I surely would not be any more successful than Clay Aiken doing rap- Ooh! Scary thought.
"So you want... what?"
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