Kiss! LUKE!
By GilmoreGirl1979 (the Reigning Quote Queen)
Part of the ORIGINAL WOULDA SHOULDA COULDA SERIES
(ACCEPT NO SUBSTITUES!)

The Q: What if Nicole didn't show up to go skiing with Luke?

Friendly Disclaimer: See Chapter 1.

It was: Keg! Max!
Is now: Kiss! LUKE!

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Chapter: 8
Good Morning Luke… uhhh Again?

After they had their little heart to heart, it was official. Luke and Lorelai were together, after all this time. Boyfriend and girlfriend, although, Luke thought that at their age those terms sounded ridiculous.

"So … I can stay the night?" Lorelai asked testing the waters.

"Absolutely" Luke was still unable to believe it was real.

"Can I ... Take off this flannel?"

"Uhhh … sure."

They went back to Luke's single bed, and held each other the rest of the night. Now that the urgency of desire had been satisfied, they weren't as rushed and could lovingly get to know each other all over again. Occasionally they would note a freckle here, a sensitive spot there, both content just to touch each other, and make love since it had been forbidden for so long.

"Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"This is nice."

"Yeah … it is."

And those were the last words Lorelai heard as she fell asleep in his arms once again.

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When morning came, Lorelai woke up alone in bed. Instinctively she looked right, but he wasn't in the bathroom. Suddenly, she heard a clamor of pans from the kitchen. She peaked around the corner through the slits of her squinting eyes, and saw Luke cooking.

Lorelai wrapped herself in the plaid sheet and decided to surprise him from behind. When she entered the kitchen area, Luke couldn't have been sexier, T-shirt, sweatpants, and making her breakfast. She asked genuinely confused, "how do you have time to make me breakfast? Don't you have a diner to run?"

"Ceasar has things under control" and he turned off the burners of the range. He looked over his shoulder, and took in her messed up hair and her bed sheet cape. "You're not a morning person."

"Hail Prince of the obvious," and she shuffled over to him and from behind snaked her arms around his waist, trying to steal the warmth he provided.

"Why don't you get dressed?" he smirked, placing a hand on top of hers.

"Why don't you come back to bed?" she asked, resting her cheek on his back, "since the diner doesn't need you."

"Eventually they will, but for now, I made you breakfast."

"Thank you, "Lorelai groaned from behind him, eyes refusing to open again, Sexy huh?

"And I have Coffee."

That got her attention. "Coffee?" He thinks of everything.

"Yup."

"Like diner coffee?"

"Yup"

"Luke Coffee?"

"For the last time yes. It's in the thermos waiting for you… but, you have to get dressed."

"Wouldn't you rather have breakfast in bed… with me?"

"I think that would be very distracting,"

"Why?" She pouted.

"Cause I don't want to be rolling in around in your crumbs."

"Dirty!"

Luke rolled his eyes but countered, "Exactly" then he gave her a proper good morning kiss, "Get dressed."

"Come back to bed." She shot back, pulling on his t-shirt.

"There's bacon."

"Getting dressed now."

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She found her flannel, that's right, her flannel, once again. As Lorelai finished the buttons, she returned and sat at the table where a hot plate and a hot man were waiting for her. "Wow, what service." As she saw the dish Luke was loading up with the works.

"Well, you are my best customer."

"So last night was in the name of customer service?" raising an eye brow, "I better start tipping you better."

"Yeah, start with tipping to begin with." When he turned around, he was eyeing his shirt on her person. "That's not exactly what I meant by dressed."

"Well this is as good as you are gonna get before Coffee." and on cue, a mug appeared in her hands. As she nursed her favorite brew, Lorelai could consider the last 24 hours. Where she was yesterday, how she got here. How things had changed in a few short hours between friends. It was strange to sit at the table with him and eat a meal together. Especially breakfast, especially after they had sex; one hell of a first date, She recalled his words from last night.

Even so, she was surprised how comfortable and natural this all seemed to be. How as if on auto pilot she crawled out of bed to seek him out. How their banter hadn't been lost, merely evolved into what couples usually talk about first thing in the morning. She was at home with him, comfortable with him. Despite waking up blocks and blocks from her house and her bed; Despite seeing him first thing in the morning, after having seen so much of him last night. Like always he had made all her heart clogging favorites only she was enjoying it in his apartment as opposed to the diner. "You want any of the paper?" trying to make small talk for "the morning after".

He's so polite, and he's so… at ease with all this. "Um, Life styles, Arts and Leisure."

"Sure," and he passed her the sections she wanted. Luke sat beside her, eating his egg white omelet.

Lorelai only pretended to read, wondering if he had the same thoughts she did. Then she had to as him, "is this weird?"

"A little," Luke admitted, relieved that she was feeling the same thing. He wasn't used to having company, especially female company, in his apartment at breakfast. The last time may have been Rachel. "But I could get used to it…"

She smiled, but then Luke noticed Lorelai seemed preoccupied with something else, "What's wrong?"

Lorelai sighed with the realization, "I'm going to Europe," she whined as if her mother was making her join the D.A.R. She had been looking forward to this trip, just her and Rory, having a back packing adventure; But things had changed, she had Luke to consider now.

"You've been planning this trip for ages."

"But I don't want to leave you for 3 months? Be with out this" reaching for his hand across the table. "… for three months?"

"I'll still be here."

"But …"

"No, you and Rory have waited too long to do this. I am not taking that away from you."

"You could come with us?" Lorelai shrugged smiling at that idea.

"Lorelai"

"Please, you can be my pillow, you're a necessity." Like my three tubes of toothpaste.

"Lorelai this is yours and Rory's thing, I'm not getting in the way of that."

They stayed quite for a minute, and then Luke stood to refill her coffee mug to encourage her to talk again. When he sat back down to she had an important question to ask him.

"Luke?"

"Yes?"

"You know, Rory's graduation is coming up."

"Yes, you gave me my ticket already."

"Well I was thinking … would you sit next to me … as … my date? "

"As in 'this is Luke Danes my date'?"

"hmmmm you're right, this is Luke Danes my boyfriend sounds much better."

She leaned over and kissed him. It looked like Nicole didn't need to worry, Luke had his new girlfriend.

When Lorelai pulled away it was now Luke who made a face that concerned Lorelai. "What?"

"how are we going to explain this?"

"what?"

"us?"

"To who?"

"To Rory, to the town? Everyone."

"Luke its okay"

"But what about Rory is she going to be okay with this?"

Lorelai honestly didn't know.

"… I mean you are now … involved … with the uncle of her … ex boyfriend … maybe this is really weird."

"It will be alright, I'll handle Rory." Somehow.

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A/N: Since I was a bad Debbie, I will give all you crack whores another hit, move directly to next chapter; if you pass go, collect 200 dollars. I'm generous that way!

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"That was all God given talent..." why thank you Luke!
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"...Remember this is for posterity, ... so be honest."
Please be specific with R/R; name one (or as many as you can think of or want to mention..…) at least specific thing you liked

Please! It makes me feel good...inside (Dirty!)

Hence the Rant option below.

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A/N: if not completely satisfied with this chapter, please return unused portion for a full refund …