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"What's wrong... whatever it is you can tell me." I asked softly. Deeply concerned by his temperament and his vagueness. Luke had never been a mysterious man except for the plaid so this whole this seemed so wrong so out of place for him.

I took almost a whole minute for him to answer. His eyes which had been studying the intricate grain of the counter finally met my gaze he looked so forlorn and so upset none of this made sense. Finally he choked out "Don't marry him..."

My mind raced. I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe. "What...I mean you and...I didn't...and.." I stopped then trying to calm myself to the point of being able to talk in complete sentences. I felt like Alice falling down the rabbit hole. Trying like hell to look composed. "Why?" I asked softly. Completely terrified about what that answer might mean but all the while unwilling to let it go unanswered.

I could see the turmoil in his vivid green eyes. They swirled luminously and flashed with an emotion that I could not yet decipher. The tension was thick almost suffocating. I realized then, that his answer no matter what it was would change the course of our entire relationship present and future.

"Because he's not good enough for you..." Luke mumbled quietly. There was more to this that was obvious and as much as I wanted to ignore it I couldn't their was too much left unsaid to just walk away. I stood then walking quickly behind the counter my footsteps making a dull resounding click as my heels snapped against the tile.

"Why Luke...why is he not good enough for me?" I asked feigning a confidence that I didn't feel. Hell I was just glad that I was still standing with my knees trembling like they were. Most of the lights were off and the moonlight basked the diner with an eerie iridescent glow. The silence was deafening I couldn't remember the last time the place had been so still.

"Because..." Luke started then his voice trailed off. Because why? He turned from me and began to fiddle with bottles of ketchup and salt shakers on the counter. I was growing weary of his open ended answers I wanted something real something tangible but all I was getting was this vagueness and that I couldn't stand.

"Because Why Luke? C'mon tell me." I pushed.

"Because Lorelai..." He turned to me then, we were close now. Close enough that I could smell him he had, as long as I'd known him had smelled the same a potent blend of coffee, collogue, and soap. An intoxicating smell. A scent that was unalterably linked with feelings of safety and warmth. Luke was a constant for me unwavering in support even when it felt like it was me against the world.

"Because I...I..." He started again. Luke then took a small step towards me. Warning signs flashed in my mind and I drew a deep breath. Adamant in seeing it, whatever it was through. "Because... he he isn't me..." Luke stated openly right before his lips descended on my own. I responded without thought without consideration of the consequences. One of his arms snaked around my waist the other came around and tangled in my hair. My hands splayed on his back.

All I could see was fireworks and shooting stars. I could almost taste the overwhelming feeling of rightness and certainty. Something that despite my sincerest efforts I had never felt with Max. Max was great and this I knew but as I stood here in this diner making-out with my best friend I knew he wasn't the right guy for me. Luke's tongue begged for entrance and I obliged unquestionably. My back was now pressed into the counter and there was absolutely no space between the two of us.

Finally after a few minutes I disentangled myself from him. I needed to think and there was know way I could form coherent thoughts let alone have a conversation with him of that magnitude when we were that close.

"Lorelai... you can't marry him. Not if you felt as much there as I did. There is no way you can just walk away and marry some other guy after that." This declaration was delivered so plainly no room for misinterpretation. But that was Luke. Sure it wasn't a declaration of marriage but it was one of love. And above all it was honest. No false pretenses no hidden meanings he meant exactly what he said and wasn't going back on it no matter what my reaction was.

Luke then took my hand and placed it on his chest on his heart. "Can you feel that? That only happens when your around." He murmured softy. It was a sincere and sweet sentiment. One that almost brought a tear to my eye.

I raised my eyes to meet his own. They were so filled with fear and anxiety that I smiled slightly knowing that it was my first genuine one in days. "Your right Luke. I shouldn't feel like this when I'm around you and be engaged to another man. It isn't fair to Max or to you." I said somberly "Now I just have to figure out how to tell him." I uttered.

Luke beamed visibly relieved. "God he said I don't know what I'd do if you had freaked out when I tried to kiss you."

I grinned then I took a step closer closing the space between us I slid my arms around his neck bringing our faces closer and kissed him. Hoping to reassure him by being the one to initiate the kiss this time.

When we finally broke apart I hadn't felt more certain about anything in my life. This was right. He was right. We said our goodbye and I promised to come tomorrow for breakfast so we could talk. We hugged kissed goodbye one more time and I bounced out the door ecstatic with the promise of what the following days would bring.

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