Luke and Lorelai's House
Lorelai hangs up the phone and smiles down at it. She looks up, thinking over the phone conversation, staring off into space as Luke walks in the front door. "Hey," he greets her. After a moment's hesitation, Lorelai looks over at him and smiles.
"Hey," she responds. Luke looks concerned. "Rory called." Luke's mouth drops open as he wonders whether to smile or not.
"That's great!" he exclaims. "See, I told you she'd come around." Luke shakes a finger at Lorelai, who nods.
"Yeah, you did," she agrees, although only halfheartedly.
"Wait a minute." Luke walks around the couch to stand in front of her. His hands go to his hips as he looks down at Lorelai. "I thought you'd be happier about this." Lorelai shrugs.
"I am happy, I am. It's just…"
"Just what?"
"I dunno, I think this thing isn't really fixed," Lorelai says.
"Why, what did she say exactly?" Luke asks. Lorelai shrugs, standing to put the phone back on the table by the door.
"She apologized. She said she was wrong," Lorelai tells him as she sets the phone down. Luke watches Lorelai, completely lost.
"Okay, clearly you lost me at hello." Lorelai glances back at him, pressing her lips together, although itching to smile at the fact that Luke just quoted the movie she had forced him to watch the night before. She takes a deep breath.
"It's just… I'm glad she apologized. I mean, I'm glad she realized she was wrong. But Luke, she told me she hated me. I don't think a quick apology is going to fix that. In my entire life, I have never told my parents that I hated them."
"Well, because you don't," Luke responds. Lorelai huffs.
"So what does that say about Rory?" Lorelai asks, pain resonating in her voice.
"It was the heat of the moment. You two were arguing, she knew she was wrong and didn't want to admit it and just yelled that."
"I have argued with my parents millions upon millions of times, so much that I think Gloria Monty used us as her basis for the Quartermaines. But never, in my entire 36 years of life, have I told them I hated them." Lorelai shakes her head. She looks down, covering her eyes with her hands. "It just…" She removes her hands, shaking them. "It just keeps running over in my mind." Lorelai looks up at Luke. "We had an amazing relationship, we were best friends, we were always supposed to be best friends. Like in Tumbleweeds." Lorelai shrugs. Luke looks confused. "Another awesome movie that no one's seen because it doesn't star Julia Roberts."
"Got it." Luke walks over to her, cocking his head to look up into her face. She smiles softly looking up at him as he picks his head back up. "Give her a chance Lorelai, if I know Rory, she's regretting every moment of this." Luke reaches out and tenderly plays with her hair.
"You know, I asked her about the wedding," Lorelai says. Luke raises an eyebrow, setting his hand on her shoulder.
"You mean you asked her who she wanted to talk down the aisle with?" Luke asks. Lorelai nods. "And…"
"Pay up," Lorelai announces, grinning, holding out her hand.
"You're kidding, she picked Kirk?" Luke asks, shocked.
"You think you know my daughter better than me, Buster?" Lorelai teases. Luke takes his wallet out of his back pocket and hands her five dollars. "Hello there Mr. Lincoln, I've been waiting for you," Lorelai says in an English accent. She grins at Luke, eyes glittering. She flirtatiously runs a quick finger down his cheek.
"You're impossible." Lorelai arches an eyebrow seductively. She grabs the collar of his shirt and pulls his lips to hers. Luke can only grab her shoulders, pulling her to him as he leans further into the kiss. Lorelai moans against his lips as she opens her mouth to deepen the kiss. She's gripping his shirt with all her might as she wraps her other arm around his back. Luke's hands run down her back, his fingers drifting under the back of her tank top. Unfortunately for both, the phone rings. They both groan, slowly pulling back, panting. Lorelai picks up the phone, taking a deep breath to get her emotions under control before she answers.
"Hello?" Lorelai says, touching her hand her flaming cheeks. Luke moves a hand to Lorelai's stomach, tracing circles on her soft belly. "Yeah, Mom, it's me." She gives Luke an annoyed look. Luke bends his head down and starts sucking on her neck. "No, when have I ever sounded like a man? I swear I'm not Luke." Lorelai tips her head to give Luke more access to her neck. "Yeah, Ma, I talked to her a little bit ago." Lorelai closes her eyes, completely turned on. "She said that. Oh, hold on." Lorelai covers the phone with her hand and holds it at her side as she quickly grabs Luke's face with her other hand, moving his lips to hers and kissing him passionately and then lets go. She gives him a look, pointing to the phone and Luke chuckles. Lorelai picks the phone back up. "I'm back." Luke chuckles softly. Lorelai motions towards the couch with her head. She takes Luke's hand, leading him over to the couch. "Yeah, Mom, I told you. October 17th." They sit down next to each other on the couch. "Well I don't care if that's not a good day for you." Lorelai rolls her eyes. Luke pulls her legs up so they lay across his lap. "Yes, you will be coming to my wedding." Luke slowly removes Lorelai's sandals and then begins massaging her feet. Lorelai closes her eyes, letting herself relax as she leans back against the side of the couch. "Mom, it's all done. Yeah it is!" Luke moves to Lorelai's other foot as she rubs her forehead with her hand. "Okay, sounds good. Mom. Buh-bye." Lorelai clicks the phone off, breathing a sigh of relief. She relaxes her hand letting the phone fall to the floor.
Lorelai shakes her head at Luke, giving him a pretend angry look. "You know, I need a lover that won't drive me crazy," she teases him. Luke chuckles. He stops his massage, patting her ankle with his hand.
"Where have I heard that before?" he responds, winking. Lorelai scoots closer to him, leaving her legs on his lap and taking his left hand between hers. "That was Emily?" Lorelai nods, playing with his fingers.
"First she wanted to tell me that Rory wanted go with me and April to shop for bridesmaid dresses."
"Which you already knew," Luke finishes. Lorelai nods, pressing her lips together.
"I knew. And Rory and I had already decided that we would pick something out with Sookie and April and then I would hem it so that we didn't have to worry about it not being done on time."
"You have time for that?" Luke asks. Lorelai looks up at him innocently.
"Why, do you think you'll miss me?" she kids.
"Not a bit, I was just wondering if the rules had changed and the bride's not supposed to see the groom for the whole two months before the wedding," Luke teases. Lorelai rolls her eyes. "So what else did Emily have to say?"
"Oh you know, the day that we picked out for the wedding isn't the best day for her," Lorelai complains, flailing her hand.
"And you said?"
"I said screw you Emily Gilmore!" Lorelai shouts. She gives Luke a look.
"And you said?" Luke repeats. Lorelai sighs.
"I said we weren't going to change our chosen wedding date just to please the Emily Gilmores of the world," Lorelai replies.
"Good," Luke agrees, patting her leg. Lorelai looks down at their hands, watching hers play with his. Meanwhile Luke is observing Lorelai. She looks up at him and blushes, realizing he's been watching her. She looks nervous for a moment and kinda looks away. "Luke, are you nervous?" she finally asks.
"About marrying you?" Luke questions.
"No, I mean, yes, but…" She closes her eyes, shaking her head and then looks over at Luke. "Marriage, are you nervous?"
"No," Luke responds quickly. He grabs her hands in his one that she was playing with, forcing her to stop her movement with her fingers. "Are you?" Lorelai shakes her head violently.
"No." Luke cocks his head, waiting for her to explain her line of questioning. "Are you nervous about the wedding?"
"Isn't that what you just asked me?" Luke wonders.
"I mean the day, October 17th, are you nervous?" Luke looks at her like she's crazy.
"What I earth would I have to be nervous about?" Lorelai shrugs, pursing her lips, looking back down at her hands. "Hey. Lorelai." Luke takes his hand out of hers, wrapping it around shoulders, pulling her to him. She lays her head on his shoulder, twisting her hands in her lap.
"I've been engaged twice before. I've broken two engagements," Lorelai says softly. She presses her lips together. "So, aren't you a little worried that it could just be my thing? Aren't you just the teeniest bit nervous that I'm going to cut and run?" Lorelai doesn't look at Luke for even a moment as she says this.
"No," Luke responds, not considering Lorelai's musings for a moment. Lorelai looks up at him, surprised. "We're a family, you and me and the kids. We're already set. The wedding is just a formality but we're already all in." Lorelai stares at him, letting his words sinking. "You and me, we're set in stone, Lorelai. We've got Rory and April. We've got Liam and Olivia. And who knows who else might come along. It's set." Lorelai's mouth drops open.
"Who else might come along?" Lorelai repeats tenuously. Luke's lips slowly curl into a smile. "Luke, you can't possibly think we're having any more children."
"It could happen," Luke responds simply. Lorelai snorts.
"I'm sorry I didn't realize I was in just another remake of Cheaper By the Dozen," Lorelai says sarcastically. "We have four children between the two of us. We were fruitful. We multiplied. And even if we're just talking about the twins, we made one in our own image." She points at Luke. "Boy." She points at herself. "Girl." She points at Luke. "Liam." She points at herself. "Olivia."
"Never say never Lorelai." Lorelai raises her eyebrows.
"Oh, I'm saying it. Luke, we can rename the Crap Shack the Love Shack, but I'm not getting pregnant again," Lorelai maintains. "Do you hear what I'm saying?" Luke nods slowly.
"The Love Shack, huh?" Lorelai winks, her eyes glittering. Luke gets a goofy smile on his face.
"B-52's all the way Baby," she adds in her soft seductive voice. Luke tilts his head as he moves closer to kiss her.
"All the way," he repeats in a low growl as he captures her lips with his. His hand moves from her shoulders to cup the back of her head, pulling her lips closer to his. Lorelai manages to wrap one hand around the back of Luke's head, playing with his hair, and grasps his shirt tightly in the other hand. She moans against his lips, their tongues tangling. Luke slowly pushes Lorelai's legs off his lap as she lays back on the couch, still kissing hungrily. She moves her legs back on the couch as Luke settles on top of her. Leaning her head back, Luke moves his lips down to suck on her neck, Lorelai's hands playing with the curls on the back of his neck as she arches into him.
"Luke…" Lorelai moans as Luke slowly slides his hand under the back of her shirt, her skin tingling with desire. Her moans causing Luke to move his lips back to hers, their lips and tongues crashing together.
Just then the door slams. Luke quickly pulls back, instantly withdrawing his hand from under her shirt. Luke looks up over the back of the couch to see April standing there. "April," he breathes, his face going pale. Lorelai covers her face with her hands, blushing in complete embarrassment. April blushes as well, not knowing what to do next.
"Ummm…" April manages. Luke rolls off the couch, standing and brushing off.
"Hey April," he says, trying to cover his embarrassment.
"Hi Dad," April replies, a grin spreading over her face. "Hi Lorelai," she calls. Lorelai closes her eyes, wishing she could just disappear.
"Hi April," Lorelai responds weakly, still lying on the couch.
"You came over to…" Luke trails off, trying to remember. He scratches the back of his head.
"My… softball game?"
"Oh, right." Luke nods.
"You said you wanted to make me dinner beforehand," April reminds him.
"Right I did!" He looks down at Lorelai, who raises an eyebrow. Luke offers a hand to her. Lorelai takes a deep breath before taking his hand, letting him pull her up off the couch. "Let me tell you, you're going to be happy I did this," Luke tells April.
"I would be delighted to know why."
"When I joined my first baseball team, there was this kid Freddie Sanders. In all of our practices, Freddie was only an average hitter, but in our first game Freddie hit 1.000 including a triple and a home run," Luke says.
"And you thought that eating constantly and getting fat would keep people from wondering why you weren't as good as Freddie?" Lorelai teases. Luke shakes his head at her.
"No, I asked Freddie what he ate before the game. He said it was macaroni and cheese. So before every game after that I ate macaroni and cheese." Lorelai raises an eyebrow.
"You did?" Lorelai asks in disbelief. Luke nods. "You, Luke 'veggies are my best friend' Danes." Luke rolls his eyes. "You, junk-food-is-gonna-cause-death-at-age-20-man." Luke's hands go to his hips as he waits for her to finish her harassment. Lorelai smirks.
"You jest, but just wait and see," Luke responds. "April, I'm gonna make you a dinner of macaroni and cheese and then you'll go play the softball game of your life," Luke tells her, pointing at her. April doesn't even look like she believes him. Lorelai snorts. Luke glances over at her.
"I forgot about the performance enhancing powers of pasta and cheese," Lorelai quips. "Are you sure you didn't by accident add some epo into the mix?" April giggles. Lorelai winks at her, having finally recovered from one of the most embarrassing moments of her life.
"Okay, Dad, let's do it. I'm ready for my macaroni kryptonite."
"That's the spirit!" Luke exclaims, not noticing April's sarcasm. "Okay, well I'm gonna go make you dinner and then we'll head off to the game." April nods. "You coming?" Luke asks Lorelai.
"You bet your ass I am!" Luke motions with his head at April. "I mean, you be touring Siam!" Luke looks at Lorelai strangely. She shrugs in response. "Okay, well I'm gonna go see if our little poopers are awake and get them ready." Lorelai turns and runs upstairs. Luke watches her and then glances at April.
"You'd better get moving on that mac and cheese, because even the most amazing super powerful wonder that is mac and cheese couldn't get me the ability to play in the game if I'm late," April warns.