A/N: 2nd Chap! I Like You is a song by my favourite artist ever.. The god that is Morrissey. :o) It's a great song. I hope you like this chap and the story so far.

Take Care

I Like You

"I thought I was getting coffee." said Lorelai as Luke walked past the counter towards the door leading to the stairs to his apartment.

"You can." He said turning back to her and stopping, "I just thought that you'd prefer it upstairs without the audience." He nodded to the shop window, where across the square the group with Patty and Babette could be seen staring in the Diner's direction.

"Oh." She said, before hurrying after him. "I thought you didn't keep coffee up here? I mean the night of the fire you said I couldn't have coffee cause you had none up here." She continued, following Luke into his apartment.

"Well.. I didn't have it then. But I realised I should in case you ever had to go up there again so you wouldn't moan about it."

"Aww.. Thanks Lukey!" She grinned.

"Call me that and I won't do it."

"Dirty."

He rolled his eyes at the familiar occurrence. After pouring the coffee he handed her it and grabbed a beer from the fridge before walking over to the sofa.

""So…" said Lorelai as she sat down next to him, legs tucked up under her, one shoulder resting against the shoulder back facing Luke. "Patty and Babette think we're in a relationship."

Luke didn't reply merely lifted his bottle of beer and took a long pull.

"Oh.. because, uh, we don't have to be. If that's not what you want. I mean, it was one kiss right? And we're.. well we're best friends, if you want to stay that, it's you know.. fine. It was one kiss, we can blame it on the.. erm. the dancing, and the music, and the.. um.. spit roast." She rambled face screwed up with uncertainty, filling the silence. Her eyes watched as Luke leant forward, placing his half full bottle on the table next to her cooling cup of coffee. "So.. do you want to.. forget it?" she asked, totally unsure of herself.

If Luke was fazed by this unselfconfident side of her he didn't show it. Instead he moved nearer to her, twisting so he was facing her. In an action reminiscent of earlier he reached a hand out to cup her face, turning it to make her look him in the eyes.

"LorelaiI want to be with you. I want an us." he paused, making sure she was listening, his voice heavy with honesty. "I'm in love with you."

He held his breath as the words left his lips. Watching as the expression on her face changed from one of nerves to shock and then hope. A small smile curling up the edges of her lips, as she was comforted by his words. The smile turned to a smirk as she noticed the heavy lines of tension on Luke's face, belying his own nerves now that he'd opened up to her.

She pushed herself up from the couch, moving to stand in front of him.

"That's good." She smiled, before settling a knee either side on him, straddling his lap. "Because I'm in love with you too Lucas." She said drawing out his full name with a grin before leaning forwards pressing her lips against his.