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" Rorrryy!" Lorelai threw open the door, the water plastering her silk brown hair against her skin.
" Rory, dammit!" She pounded her fists against her daughter's door, into the door slowly creaked open, and Rory stood there, a puzzled expression on her face.
" Jesus, what is the matter with you? I never believed Luke when he said you have too much coffee, but maaaann was I wrong." She said with a slight grin.
" Rory, he kissed me." Lorelai hissed under her breath.
" Coffee? It kissed you?" Rory blinked a few times. " Maybe you're just drunk."
Lorelai threw up her hands, exasperated. She took her daughter by the shoulders, and pushed her back into her room, leaning back to shut the door with her foot.
" Sit," She commanded, pointing down to Rory's bed.
" Ooh, intrigue." Rory grinned as she plopped down on the bed.
Lorelai rolled her eyes. " You have to promise you won't scream, run around in circles, or… throw anything at me, understand?" She said, leaning back against the wall. Her face was still red, slightly windburned from running from Luke's all the way back to her home.
Luke had just kissed her.
And she liked it.
Oh God, she liked it.
She rested her head in her hands for a moment, before looking back up to stare at her daughter.
" Luke…he…he kissed me." She paused to take a deep breath. "In the diner, like.. 15 minutes ago."
" Figures." Rory replied simply, shurgging gently.
" Figures? That's all you have to saw about this?" Lorelai exclaimed, infuriated.
" Well," Rory smiled slightly. " Everyone knows Luke has a thing for you."
" Oh, jeez."
" Wait," Rory said. " Did he just like… kiss you as in I-think-I-like-this-person-but-I'm-a-sucky-kisser kind of kiss? Or a K-I-S-S kind of kiss?"
" Oh, God. A K-I-S-S." She breathed, grinning to herself.
" Ew."
" What?"
" You liked it."
" Liked what?"
" You liked when Luke kissed you."
" I… No, no, I didn't!" Lorelai exclaimed, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up her cheeks. " Rory, this is Luke. The guy that is totally disgusted by my eating habits. The guy who gives me coffee. We see him everday." She blinked, and looked at he daughter.
" You liked it."
" Rory!"
" Honestly. Did you?"
Lorelai really didn't want to answer that. "No. No, no, no."
" Honestly, Mom."
" .. Oh, God. I think I did. I just… This is Luke. I still can't get that through my head."
" Well, you better." Rory replied, looking out her window. " Because he's pulling up the driveway."
" No!" She said, exasperated. " I have to hide, somewhere. Quick, lock the doors. And, ooh, the windows! Get the windows!"
Lorelai fluttered her arms around, and cursed under her breath. " Rorryy! Get the door, tell Luke to go away because… there's a man-eating snowman running behind him. Yeah!" She paused for a moment, as the doorbell rang again. " Just tell him I'm asleep, hurry!" She took Rory by the shoulders and pushed her towards the door. She ran up the stairs to her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She slid down the wall, and sat against it, pressing her ear to the surface. She could hear the muffled coversation betweem Rory and Luke.
" Yeah, the snowman's quite ruthless.. Oh, I mean, eh, Mom's asleep. She said she was really tired, and uh, yeah. She's asleep, so I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow?"
" I guess," Lorelai wrinked her nose when she heard Luke's voice.
" Well, Rory," Luke said. " This is really kind of important… D'you think you could wake her up?"
She heard footsteps traveling up the stairs.
" Dammit," Lorelai hissed under her breath. As the door slowly opened, Lorelai rushed to her feet.
" Sorry, sorry, sorry." Rory said, quickly ushering her mother out of her room. " He just sounded so desperate, and… I cave under intense pressure." She wroung her hands together nervously. " Just, go, I'll be in my room."
Lorelai sighed, as she walked down the stairs, Rory rushing into her room and locking it behind her.
Luke just stared at her in silence, as Lorelai's eyes scaled the floorboards, making a note in her mind to replace the broken nails that stuck up precariously.
" Lorelai," Luke's quiet voice tore her from her thoughts. " We have to talk."
" There's nothing to talk about." She replied curtly, leveling her eyes with his. " I'd be happy if you'd just leave."
He sighed inwardly. " Please, just.." He paused, and took a step towards her. She blinked and took a few steps back. " What.. what are you doing?" She mumbled under her breath. " That kiss.. earlier. It was nothing, nothing. Just.. you slipped and, and," She found herself stumbling for words as he stepped closer. " You mouth just happened to fall against mine, and… Oh God." Lorelai breathed in sharply when Luke stepped even closer, closing the space between them.
" That kiss wasn't nothing." She surpressed a shiver at the sound of his voice so close. The kiss that he placed on her lips was far more intense, stealing her breath until she felt she was floating. He body shivered when she began to kiss his back, his stubble brushing against her chin as his arms wrapped around her slender waist, on hand lifting to bunch her hair together in his fist. She was intoxicated in the feel of his lips against her, the way his fingers drew circles on her back, the way his fingers twirled the dark brown curls between his fingers.
Neither of them heard the door crack open.
She heard the murmerings of a druken voice in the hallway, but decided to ignore her imagination and wrapped her arms tighter around Luke's waist.
When Lorelai reconized the voice as Christopher's, she froze, and tried desperately to tear herself out of Luke's embrace. Luke was oblivious to the voice behind them, and he tried to pull Lorelai back into his arms, but she pushed him away.
" Chris.." She murmered, gently trying to grab his wrist. His mouth was set in a rather unpleasant smirk, as her hand wrapped around his slender wrist. He murmered something under his breath and roughly twisted her wrist. She let out a cry as he thrust her towards him, pressing his lips hard against hers, and digging his nails into her wrist. She gave a muffled cry into his mouth, and tried to twist out of his grasp, but he held to her tightly. Luke watched with a sense of terror, and he ran forward to grab the man off of her. He struggled in Luke's arms but he lay hi, against the couch, pressing him down until he began to calm. Minutes later he drifted off to sleep. " So this is Rory's father," Luke scoffed, walking over to where Lorelai stood.
Lorelai had her wrist seated in her palm, wiping away the few drops of blood before Luke could see.
" He'll be fine after he gets some sleep.." She murmered quickly, dropping her arm back to her side. " Really, he's just drunk, that's all."
" And that says a lot." He snapped. " This guy come back to your house after running off in your car, and he comes back slabbering drunk, and all you say is he'll be fine after some sleep?" Luke waved his hands around as he ranted on.
" Luke, just calm down.."
" No! This man in crazed; he's dangerous, dammit!" Luke exclaimed, pointing to Christopher.
" Luke," Lorelai exclaimed with a slight chuckle. " Chris isn't dangerous. He's just.. Christopher, that's all. He's a great guy. You might want to meet him when he.." She paused, taking time to glance over at the couch. " When he's feeling better."
" No, no. I don't want to meet this bastard; I've seen enough." He snapped, adjusting the baseball cap on his head as he walked towards the door. " I'll see you tomorrow," He said quickly before walking out the door and slamming it behind him.
Lorelai sighed as she looked down at the blood dripping off her wrist. Three cuts stretched across her wrist; Christopher had left his mark. She stumbled into the kitchen, and fumbled with the box with the Barbie band-aids.
She hear a noise, and looked up, and to her surprise, there was Rory, her head visible through the slightly cracked door.
" Rory? I thought you were asleep.." Lorelai murmered softly, trying to smile as she placed the Barbie band-aid on her wrist. " Just slipped and cut myself, that's all.." She paused when she saw the look on her daughter's face. " What?"
" I'm not stupid, Mom." Rory snapped under her breath. " I saw the whole thing."