Number One
Luke's POV
The moment I flipped the sign on the door to open both Lorelai and Rory came running in the door. Rory was wearing a read turtle neck and blue jeans. Lorelai was wearing a green silk tank top and black dress slacks with a black jacket over top of it all that almost drug the floor.
"Coffee!" Rory yelled my way. I was already pouring the second cup when Lorelai said the same thing.
"You are an angel!" I smiled a childish smile. Lorelai winked at me but I didn't take it that seriously…at least, I didn't try to. Within ten minutes they had drank three cups of coffee each, talked about a movie and Rory's upcoming test, and were on their way out the door, their money lying on the table. I shook my head at the ritual I had become accustomed to over the past four or so months.
I had seen Lorelai every day twice a day for four months and I still made a mental note of every outfit she wore into my diner. I liked the talks we had each time she came into the diner once minute before closing for one more cup of coffee. Her witty jokes became a comfort and her scent became one that I wished I could bottle up and keep for myself. Maybe I was obsessed with the woman I had fallen in love with years ago, but that didn't matter because I would never tell anyone. In this town, you can never tell anyone anything.
The afternoon came quicker then I thought it would and I saw Lorelai walk past the shop window. Then I saw a man open the door for her and Lorelai came in.
"Thank you." She smiled and looked flirtatiously at the man to her side. "Such a gentleman you are." They laughed slightly and walked to a table. I know I had a job to do, so I did it.
"May I take your order?" They each ordered burgers, she ordered coffee and her ordered a diet soda. I rolled my eyes but walked off. I heard him question Lorelai about my behavior,
"Oh, that's just Luke. Don't take it personally." I realized then that I would have to fight for Lorelai Gilmore. I just had no idea how hard.