Chapter thirteen
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"Hello, my weary traveller!" Lorelai greeted, sweeping Rory into a hug.
"Hello, darling mother, may I ask that you release your weary traveller before you've crushed her?"
"Fair enough." Lorelai said,, pulling away.
"So…" Rory started into the house, "When did you buy a bridal shop?" she asked observing all the magazines laid out across the tables and chairs.
"Mock of you like, but I've already picked out forty-six options for my wedding dress."
"Narrowed down from…"
"Forty-seven."
"Carry on."
"And you have ten choices."
"Such service."
"Well, you do have the most radiant mother in town."
"Of course, of course."
"So, what colour dress should I have?"
"White, definitely white."
"Okay, these can go then." She said, tossing out a stack of magazines.
"And for me?"
"The light tangerine ones have been taken since I had to cancel the order along with all the other June 3rd stuff and they've been snatched up since, but I was thinking a light blue to match your eyes, you like?"
"Very much."
"Good! So these can go." She threw out another stack, "All these wedding preparations are exhausting, aren't they?"
"Yep, I mean, how you manage to lift up the stack of magazines and throw them into the trash, I'll never know."
"Coffee break?"
"Absolutely!"
"Oh Lucas!"
"What now?" he asked coming in, "And you said you'd do something about this mess."
"I did, I moved all of these," she gestured to six magazines, "from the left side of the room to the right side."
"Why am I not surprised?"
"You'll get used to her, Luke." Rory comforted.
"Hey! Don't side with him!"
"Did you call me in for any particular reason?"
"Yes! Coffee!"
"No."
"Come on, Luke, before I start calling you 'Daddy'", Rory pleaded.
"Fine, but only one cup each."
"Sure," Lorelai waited until he was our of the room, "he's so cute, he actually believes us!"
"Such innocence!"
Ggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
"You what?" Jess asked, not quite believing what he'd heard.
"I want you to be my best man." Luke mumbled.
"Are you serious?"
"Of course I am!"
"You sure?"
"Jess, just tell me if you can do it."
Jess paused, he didn't really feel like facing Rory, but he owed it to Luke, after all he'd done for him, "I guess I can. Sure."
"Good. Great. This means a lot to me."
"Thanks for asking."
"Not problem…so…you doing good?"
"I won't be enjoying caviar at the Ritz anytime soon, but I'm doing okay."
"Good, that's good."
"Okay, so I gotta go shatter some writers dreams, I'll see you August 13th?"
"See you then."
"Bye Luke." He hung up and made his way out of the door.
So, a trip to Pleasantville. It wouldn't be that bad. Would it?
Ggggggggggggggggggggggggggg
Her dress was light blue with straps and a white horizontal sash around the middle. It was perfect, beautiful, just like her mom's dress. She loved seeing Lorelai so happy, it was nice. Not that she was without nerves, she had plenty of them, especially after Richard and Emily had made their feelings known. But still, Rory knew this was going to work out. Luke had always been the father figure in her life and he and her mom had always had a thing for each other. She remembered talking to Jess about it when they were going out.
Jess. Why did she always think about him, there was no point, she was probably never going to see her again so she shouldn't think about him.
She shook her head to clear it and walked out into the living room where her mom was sitting on the couch.
"Hey there, where's Luke?"
"He has a thing with April."
"Oh." Rory frowned, "Why doesn't he bring her round here?"
"Because he doesn't want me to meet her yet."
"Why not?"
"I don't know."
"She's coming to the wedding, isn't she?"
"I don't know."
"Haven't you asked Luke?"
"No."
"Okay." She paused, "But don't you want to meet her?"
"Of course I do! But Luke doesn't want me to and he's her father so it's his right."
"But-"
"No, Rory, that's final and I don't want to discuss this with you anymore."
"Okay."
"So.." Lorelai searched for a new topic, "have you seen anymore of Jess?"
Rory stiffened, "A bit."
"How much is-"
"I'm hungry, do you want pizza?"
"Um, sure."
"Okay, I'll go order it." She said moving quickly away to get the phone.
