Wow, ok, first of all, thank you so much for all the reviews! I had posted that one night, gone to bed, and gotten up the next morning to find 13 reviews, already! I think this means I have to continue… So I will!
Here's chapter 4. Not much is going to happen in this chapter, since I wasn't planning on continuing and I don't know where I'm going with this story. I already have a few plot twists in mind, but the only problem is I don't have a plot to twist. So, I'm just gonna wing it right now to keep you hooked on the story.
Chapter 4 – Temptations
Luke had made the cake. He had been listening to her and Sookie's conversation the other day, and had made a cake for her daughter's ninth birthday.
Just then, Luke walked out of the kitchen and towards their table with his order pad in hand.
Lorelai smiled from ear to ear at him, and said, "Hey, Luke."
"Hey, Lorelai." Luke said, not noticing her sudden change in attitude towards him.
"Mom, did you just call him Luke?"
"Yes, I did."
"You did?" Luke said, in sudden realization.
"I did." Lorelai said, matter of factly.
"You did?" Luke said, not able to believe it himself. He wasn't sure what had caused this sudden change in Lorelai, but he had a suspicion that she knew about the cake. But how did she know? He couldn't figure it out.
"I did. Luke, can I talk to you in private?" Oh yeah, he was sure. She definitely knew.
"Why?"
"If I told you right here, right now, I wouldn't need to do it in private, would I?"
"Ok, follow me." Luke said, as he led her up to his apartment.
"Why can't we just go in the storeroom?"
"You're not insured to be in the storeroom. If a bag of potatoes falls on your head, the insurance company won't care," Luke said, as he opened the door to his apartment and led Lorelai inside.
"Right, that makes perfect sense. How many times has a bag of potatoes fallen on your head?"
"None, but I'm just saying, it's too risky."
"Oh, I bet the insurance companies love you," Lorelai said as she giggled through her teeth.
"Uh, do you want to sit down?" Luke said, nervously. He wasn't sure why, but he was uneasy about having a woman in his apartment.
"Sure." They sat on the couch together. Loreai faced Luke, and Luke faced Lorelai. Neither of them said a word. Complete silence filled the room.
Luke was the first to break the silence. "So, you wanted to talk to me?"
"Oh, right. I just wanted to say, well, um…" She didn't know why it was so hard to say thank you to this man, but it had to be done. "I just wanted to say thanks."
"Thanks for what?" He knew, but he wanted to make sure.
"For the cake. I know you made it. You have no idea how much it meant to Rory, and to me." Lorelai said, a little faster than necessary.
"Cake? I didn't make a cake." Why did I say that?
"Yes you did. I know you did. You wrote 'Happy Birthday' on the front in the same handwriting as what's on the specials board downstairs. And, you're the only other one besides Sookie who could've known that I didn't have one. You made it. Just admit it."
"You're welcome. But just to set the record straight, I did it for Rory not for you." Why did I say that? She's just starting to not hate me. Wait, why do I care if she hates me or not? I don't. Luke tried to reassure himself.
"Oh," Lorelai whispered, a little disappointed. Why am I so disappointed? Just yesterday, I hated Luke's guts, so why do I care so much now? I don't. Lorelai tried to reassure herself. "Well, that's all I wanted. Thanks again." Lorelai said, standing up to leave.
"You're welcome, again." Luke said, standing up right after her. "I guess you want breakfast now?"
"Yeah, I'm starved," Lorelai said as she walked towards the door. She wasn't looking down, but on the ground right in front of her was one of Luke's flannels. She tripped over it and went hurtling towards the floor, when Luke tried to stop her fall. However, he couldn't stop her, but fell right along with her and landed on top, his face inches from hers.
He didn't know why, but instead of rolling off of her the second they hit the ground, he just lay there, looking into her eyes. He had never noticed how blue they were before then. He almost felt the urge to do something rash while he was lost in to abyss of her eyes.
She didn't know why, but instead of pushing Luke off of her the second they had both hit the ground, she just lay there with her hand on his chest, staring into his eyes. She had never noticed how comforting they were before then. She almost felt the urge to do something rash, when-
"Luke?" –her better sense of things got control of her.
"Yeah?"
"Why are you still on top of me?"
"Oh, sorry." He stood up quickly and led her downstairs to serve her breakfast. The rest of the morning went on normally, with the events of earlier put behind them.
