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Regina Phalangie: I am sorry to report that I have changed my mind about Bliss, another song seemed to do the job better so hopefully you will find the results as satisfying.

Cywen69: I am a major fan of long reviews, especially those like yours. Cricket told me the exact thing about the paper bag so she offered an I told you so at your review but at this point I feel Luke's character is OOC, you know? Anywayz thanx for the review, it helped prompt this update.

I WOULD LIKE TO TAKE THIS MOMENT TO THANK ALL THAT REVIEWED, YOU GUYS ARE THE SHIT. YOU HAVE NO CLUE HOW MUCH IT MAKES ME WANT TO WRITE AND AS A TOKEN OF M Y APPRECIATION HERE IS THE NEXT CHAPTER…

Last time on Lips of an Angel…

his eyes finally popped open at the sound of an intake of breath beside him. Turning to find out who this sound had came from his mouth dropped at the sight of…

"Lorelai?" He asked simply, genuinely believing that he was seeing things. Another intake of breath proved him wrong however, as the scent of the perfume he had got her for Christmas filled his nose.

"Yeah…" She smiled, covering her mouth with her hand as tears began to swell in her eyes. "That any good?" She asked, referring to the bottle of Belvedere he had instantly forgotten.

"It does the trick." He stated, gazing at his now fidgeting hands. An awkward silence ensued in which time Lorelai seemed to move away from him. He immediately extended the bottle to her, momentarily haven forgotten his manners. Smiling slightly she took the bottle from him, trying her damnedest not to touch him, a mere touch would be her undoing. He watched in silence as her mouth curved around the glass of the bottle as she downed a significant swig of the vodka, wincing slightly at the feel of the burn in her throat. Taking a short glance at the bottle she extended the bottle to him, hesitating only momentarily before taking a seat next to him on the dock.

The silence was deafening, nature itself seemed to stop as the two sat, staring out across the lake. Taking another long drink he again offered her a drink that she quickly accepted. After five more exchanges the bottle was gone and despite the fact that both were becoming tipsy, they hadn't even touched yet. "So, how have you been?" He asked, looking for anything to break this silence.

"You mean since last night?" Luke smirked at this, bringing his hands to either side of his thighs, gripping the edge of the dock. Smiling she continued. "I'm better."

"How so?" He asked curiously.

"Well our conversation left me wondering…"

"Me too." He admitted, beginning to lean slightly towards her. "Anna heard me talking to you."

"She did?" Lorelai gasped, her eyes widening. "Chris heard me." Luke smiled slightly, wishing the empty bottle beside him would magically fill itself. He removed his gaze from the bottle, slowly gazing to a crying Lorelai.

"Are you crying because he heard you?"

"No, I'm happy that he heard me. I'm crying because of us."

"Us?" He asked. "Why us?"

"Because we let it get away. We really had something Luke."

"Yeah, at one time."

"Yeah." She sniffled, wiping furiously at her face. "We shouldn't have let it get like this."

"It was inevitable, we were drifting."

"Yeah but we never drifted before…" She trailed, moving her gaze back to the lake, Luke knowing damn well what she was talking about.

"I know. It was my fault, I waited too long to…I'm sorry."

"Not as sorry as me."

"I highly doubt that."

"Well then let's leave it as we're both equally sorry."

"Is sorry enough though?" He sighed, gripping the wood harder.

"It can be, if we make it."

"We could make it." He replied, beginning to lean towards her. "We won't be perfect all the time."

"I know that, this last time has bout killed me though Luke. I thought the first time was awful but this time…"

"I know what you mean." He said, "I haven't been sober a night since…well you know."

"Really? You hardly ever drink."

"Well it was the only thing that kept me…I dunno. It's hard to explain." Lorelai only smiled and absentmindedly began leaning towards him. "Never again." He whispered quietly, his gaze traveling to her lips.

"What?"

"We won't have to do this again, the making up thing, never." She only grunted in response.

Just hear me out

If it's not perfect I'll perfect it til my heart explodes

I highly doubt I can make it through another of your episodes

Lashing out

One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control

You wear me out, but its alright now

Luke could feel the cotton of her t-shirt as it grazed his arm, the innocent contact sending jolts of electricity up and down his body. Maneuvering so that he was facing her he noticed the questioning look in her eyes, the fear that was clear there. He was sure that his eyes echoed the same, but he also knew that like hers his eyes held love. A love that was gonna last, a love they would make work. Although the alcohol running through them would classify them as drunk, neither when asked later on, would hesitate to recall every vivid detail of the next event, the first kiss of the rest of their lives, their middle. She allowed herself to turn towards him, his right hand coming up to cup her face, pulling her towards him as his lips covered hers sweetly, caressing unrelentingly until she allowed his tongue access to her mouth.

Her arms moved to wrap around his neck, pulling him as close as possible as their tongues touched for the first time in what seemed like forever. Luke pulled away however, his hands fisted in her hair and a look of pure lust filling his eyes. "Let's go home." He said, bringing her with him as he stood. Then to her utter surprise he deftly picked her up, kissing her soundly and somehow managing to carry her blindly towards a home they had been building together.

Let's go home and get stoned

We could end up making love instead of misery

Go home and get stoned

Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me

You wear me out, but it's alright now

The trip to the house seemed much shorter, Luke pushing the door open, closing it quickly behind him and wasting no time in carrying her upstairs. Laying her on the bed they wasted no time in getting undressed, feeling the need to see one another, to feel whole again. Sighing contentedly as he moved over her she offered one last statement. "Luke, I…that night…it meant-"

"Shhhh…" He replied, his index finger to her lips. "I…I know. It was partly my fault."

"No Luke-"

"Shhhhh…." He replied once again, kissing her soundly. "That's no matter now, it's just you and me."

"I love you Luke."

"I love you Lorelai." He said as the made love tenderly throughout the night.

A/N: I KNOW THAT IT WASN'T STEAMY AND LATE IN COMING BUT WE HAD OUR FIREWORKS TONITE. THE SONG IS 'GET STONED' BY HINDER AND I ONLY USED THE FIRST VERSE AND CHORUS, PLEASE FORGIVE ME. I COULD HAVE CARRIED IT ON AND COMPLETED IT BUT I AM DOG TIRED, I WAS PART OF THE 52 MILE LONG YARD SALE DOWN HIGHWAY 52, MOM GOT ME UP AT 8 THIS MORNING AND I JUST GOT IN TEN MINUTES AGO, MAKING THIS A LIL RUSHED. THIS IS PROBABLY ONLY THE 1ST PART OF THIS CHAPTER, EXPECT SOME SMUT TOMORROW. OH YEAH, SAME RULE APPLIED AS LAST TIME, NO REVIEWS, NO UPDATE. I LOVE THE POWER! 10 OR NO CHAPTER.