Howdy, it's me again, updating! Twice! In the same day! I don't usually get
stories out so quickly, so I'm proud. I would like to thank my reviewers;
three at last count. I do love reviews (hint, hint!). Anyway I hope you
enjoy this part, but I've a feeling it's all about to go downhill. Oh and
to me(), thank you, I thought nobody would ever read or review Temptation.
( darn it! I just ruined the game from chapter one! But none of you mean
people were playing anyway)
@ @ @ @
Lorelai spent the next week trying to figure out exactly what she would do about Jason. She did enjoy his company, and liked how he understood how she had felt growing up, but maybe they were just too similar.
Or maybe you're just trying to find an excuse, so you can be with a recently made available diner~man.
No, bad thoughts, bad inner voice. She mentally scolded herself, besides, he isn't ready for a relationship now.
Trying to tear her thoughts away from Luke and Jason, she decided to go shopping
Still need an outfit!
@ @ @ @
Luke barely noticed the customers; he served them and then left them to themselves. If this had been any other town than Stars Hollow, he might have been robbed in his zombie-like state, but it was till the same place with the same people. With the noticeable exception of one in particular. Just as he began to ponder her absence, she breezed through the door, laden with shopping bags.
"You know the wedding is only for one day, right?" he asked, amused at her struggling to take her seat at the counter.
"Of course, but I need options, as well as clothes for the rest of the week," she replied calmly, as she tried to untangle herself from her many, many bags.
"Week?" Luke asked, incredulously.
"You don't think I would stay in California for just one night, did you? Well I'm not and you're definitely not. You never go anywhere besides that little shack in the woods, and you need a break," she said taking a sip of the coffee he sat in front of her.
"Oh my God, Luke! This is the second cup of coffee I've gotten from you without a lecture in a week, what's up with that?"
"I really don't feel like fighting that battle everyday just to give in eventually. Any way, a week? Whom am I going to get to cover for me for a week?" he said, hastily changing the subject.
"I'm sure Caesar would be ecstatic to get the chance to step into your flannel for a week,"
"I don't know," Luke said, beginning to wipe the counter.
"What was that you said about fighting a battle just to give in eventually?"
"What would you do if I didn't give in? Would you go alone?"
"I don't even have to consider that possibility, because you would never refuse me," Lorelai replied haughtily.
"But what if I did?"
"I know you wouldn't,"
"But what if I did?"
"I know you wouldn't,"
"Fine!" Luke had grown tired of this childish game, and knew all along he had no intention of refusing her.
"Yay!" Lorelai cried, as she reached across the counter and flung her arms around his neck "I knew you would give in."
@ @ @ @
After two weeks of planning, packing and shopping and general hell for Luke, they finally were boarding their plane to California.
"I got dibs on a window seat!" Lorelai yelled as she ran through the plane.
"Lorelai!" Luke said through gritted teeth, "Sit down!"
"That's what I'm doing, duh Luke," Lorelai said a she began wriggling about in her seat trying to get comfy. And he only had to endure two hours of this, he should have been more prepared.
As the plane was preparing to take off, Lorelai noticed Luke shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"You're not scared are you?" she asked, mocking him, "Not the great Luke "Butch" Danes? Don't worry, I'm right here, if you get scared just tell me, so I can taunt you forever,"
"I'm fine Lorelai, just be quiet," Luke mumbled as he tried to think of anything other than the fact that they were about to be thousands of feet in the air with nothing holding them up.
When the plane did take off, when it was in its most vertical position, Lorelai was surprised by Luke's strong hands gripping her forearm and when she looked over she found him as white as a sheet and breathing heavily through his mouth.
"Luke? Are you Ok?" she asked, concerned for her friend.
"Yeah, just dandy," he said, letting out a nervous laugh.
"It's okay," she said soothingly as she rubbed his shoulder and entwined her hand with the one grasping her forearm, partly for comfort, partly to stop him from breaking her arm.
When they were horizontal again, Luke was feeling slightly better.
"I know what will calm you down, word association game!" she cried like a three-year old.
"No," Luke said.
"Coffee," Lorelai said
"What, why did you say that?"
"Haven't we started?"
"No, you asked if I wanted to play and that was my response. Why does "No" make you think of coffee?"
"Coz that's what you always say when I ask for some."
"Fine, I'll play your stupid game."
"Okay, ummm oh Lorelai."
"Annoying."
"I am hurt, Michel,"
"Really? French"
"France."
"How original, Paris,"
"Even better, Lucas. Love."
"You." It was out of his mouth before he could stop himself.
"What?" Lorelai asked, shocked.
"I said umm ahh, boo, yeah boo." Emphasizing it with thumbs down.
"Yeah I just thought... never mind." Lorelai said turning away from Luke.
"It's a stupid game anyway," muttered Luke.
@ @ @ @
Lorelai spent the next week trying to figure out exactly what she would do about Jason. She did enjoy his company, and liked how he understood how she had felt growing up, but maybe they were just too similar.
Or maybe you're just trying to find an excuse, so you can be with a recently made available diner~man.
No, bad thoughts, bad inner voice. She mentally scolded herself, besides, he isn't ready for a relationship now.
Trying to tear her thoughts away from Luke and Jason, she decided to go shopping
Still need an outfit!
@ @ @ @
Luke barely noticed the customers; he served them and then left them to themselves. If this had been any other town than Stars Hollow, he might have been robbed in his zombie-like state, but it was till the same place with the same people. With the noticeable exception of one in particular. Just as he began to ponder her absence, she breezed through the door, laden with shopping bags.
"You know the wedding is only for one day, right?" he asked, amused at her struggling to take her seat at the counter.
"Of course, but I need options, as well as clothes for the rest of the week," she replied calmly, as she tried to untangle herself from her many, many bags.
"Week?" Luke asked, incredulously.
"You don't think I would stay in California for just one night, did you? Well I'm not and you're definitely not. You never go anywhere besides that little shack in the woods, and you need a break," she said taking a sip of the coffee he sat in front of her.
"Oh my God, Luke! This is the second cup of coffee I've gotten from you without a lecture in a week, what's up with that?"
"I really don't feel like fighting that battle everyday just to give in eventually. Any way, a week? Whom am I going to get to cover for me for a week?" he said, hastily changing the subject.
"I'm sure Caesar would be ecstatic to get the chance to step into your flannel for a week,"
"I don't know," Luke said, beginning to wipe the counter.
"What was that you said about fighting a battle just to give in eventually?"
"What would you do if I didn't give in? Would you go alone?"
"I don't even have to consider that possibility, because you would never refuse me," Lorelai replied haughtily.
"But what if I did?"
"I know you wouldn't,"
"But what if I did?"
"I know you wouldn't,"
"Fine!" Luke had grown tired of this childish game, and knew all along he had no intention of refusing her.
"Yay!" Lorelai cried, as she reached across the counter and flung her arms around his neck "I knew you would give in."
@ @ @ @
After two weeks of planning, packing and shopping and general hell for Luke, they finally were boarding their plane to California.
"I got dibs on a window seat!" Lorelai yelled as she ran through the plane.
"Lorelai!" Luke said through gritted teeth, "Sit down!"
"That's what I'm doing, duh Luke," Lorelai said a she began wriggling about in her seat trying to get comfy. And he only had to endure two hours of this, he should have been more prepared.
As the plane was preparing to take off, Lorelai noticed Luke shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"You're not scared are you?" she asked, mocking him, "Not the great Luke "Butch" Danes? Don't worry, I'm right here, if you get scared just tell me, so I can taunt you forever,"
"I'm fine Lorelai, just be quiet," Luke mumbled as he tried to think of anything other than the fact that they were about to be thousands of feet in the air with nothing holding them up.
When the plane did take off, when it was in its most vertical position, Lorelai was surprised by Luke's strong hands gripping her forearm and when she looked over she found him as white as a sheet and breathing heavily through his mouth.
"Luke? Are you Ok?" she asked, concerned for her friend.
"Yeah, just dandy," he said, letting out a nervous laugh.
"It's okay," she said soothingly as she rubbed his shoulder and entwined her hand with the one grasping her forearm, partly for comfort, partly to stop him from breaking her arm.
When they were horizontal again, Luke was feeling slightly better.
"I know what will calm you down, word association game!" she cried like a three-year old.
"No," Luke said.
"Coffee," Lorelai said
"What, why did you say that?"
"Haven't we started?"
"No, you asked if I wanted to play and that was my response. Why does "No" make you think of coffee?"
"Coz that's what you always say when I ask for some."
"Fine, I'll play your stupid game."
"Okay, ummm oh Lorelai."
"Annoying."
"I am hurt, Michel,"
"Really? French"
"France."
"How original, Paris,"
"Even better, Lucas. Love."
"You." It was out of his mouth before he could stop himself.
"What?" Lorelai asked, shocked.
"I said umm ahh, boo, yeah boo." Emphasizing it with thumbs down.
"Yeah I just thought... never mind." Lorelai said turning away from Luke.
"It's a stupid game anyway," muttered Luke.