Sorry it's been so long! I have been holiday-ing it up with the best of them(7 weeks! Lol) That and I was suffering just a tad of writers block.
Anyway!
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Luke woke up
early the next morning. He sleepily climbed out of bed and shuffled
off to shower. One could definitely say that he was dreading the rest
of the day.
But as he paid the bread guy and pulled the chairs
down in the diner he started to warm up to the idea. Sure Lorelai was
certainly going to burn a huge hole in his wallet but it wasn't
like it was going to be boring. Lorelai was agreeably much better
then Kirk in any situation at least.
They had organized
their little 'shopping trip' for that afternoon when Lorelai was
off work. And strangely for Luke that morning seemed to be
endless…and Kirk was not helping.
Finally at 2.10pm (not like he
was keeping track or anything) Lorelai walked through his door.
"Finally!" Luke said exasperated accidentally letting it slip just how long he had been waiting.
"Well in Gilmore time I'm early!" Lorelai replied. "Now get a move on Skippy the mall closes in a few hours!"
"That's plenty of time." Luke replied not quite understanding.
Lorelai just scoffed and called out, "Hey Ceasar! Lock up later ok?"
"Sure thing Lorelai!" Ceasar replied from the kitchen as Luke put on his jacket and wondered how the hell Lorelai had that much power of people.
"This is perfect," Lorelai said as she held up a shirt in the store later on at the mall, "The colour! The Spunk!"
"Never in a million years." Luke simply stated as Lorelai attempted to hold the shirt up to his chest.
"But Luuuukee! Look at it! I swear I saw it on Queer Eye last week! That's how amazing it is!"
"It has ruffles and you can see right through it!" Luke replied exasperated. They had been at the Mall for an hour already and Lorelai had not yet become serious in finding Luke something to wear. He had barely recovered when she had tried to make him wear tight white jeans.
"Exactly! This way you will be able to see your nipple ring through it!"
Luke just stared at her for a second unbelieving before his brain snapped, "I do NOT have a nipple ring!"
"Well you should" Lorelai mumbled as Luke ushered her out of the store.
"Lorelai" Luke responded simply. He had caught on now after all these years that him just saying her name like that made her stop and listen…most of the time.
"Alright, Alright, Look there is a nice store here and I promise I will look seriously this time," she replied putting on her mock serious face.
As they walked into the store Lorelai immediately saw a whole rack of plain dress shirts and grabbed a handful of them in Luke's size and pushed him into a dressing room.
Lorelai walked around the store herself looking at the racks of shirts and dresses.
"Hold the phone..." Lorelai said lightly to herself…dresses?
She skimmed through the dresses as Luke came out every couple minutes wearing different shirts. As he came out she would walk up to him, adjust the shirt and thumb the fabric. She just liked touching him but she would never admit it.
Then Luke would grumble and trot off back into the small dressing room he now regarded as his prison.
Lorelai turned back to the dress rack and continued her lazy looking. She stopped however when she saw a dress that was almost exactly what she had been picturing in her head to wear. She didn't think twice she just grabbed it off the rack and ran into the dressing room next to Luke.
Luke walked out of his
dressing room only to find Lorelai wasn't there.
"Lorelai?"
he called out.
"I'm in here Luke! I found a dress and am trying it on." Lorelai replied sticking her foot out from under the door.
Lorelai walked out of the changing room and Luke's eyes immediately fell to her dress.
Her dress was a stunning red 1920's style slip dress that hung on her figure. It was silk chiffon and satin. A satin band also sat at the waist with pleats that cascaded downward and sank just above her knees.
Luke just stood there and stared at her until he realized that Lorelai had noticed his glassy eyes eyeing up her up. He rushed back into the dressing room mumbling "You Look nice," and "That's a nice dress".
