Chapter 3

Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine, just messing around with them

Rory's party was a great success, everyone had a good time but now the cleanup operation was in full swing, Lorelai loved parties but the tidying part she wasn't so fond of. She opted to wash the dishes (she actually liked doing this: multifaceted abnormal) and let her mind drift back to Luke.

They kissed, five years if sexual tension released in that one firework-enticing make out session against her front door, she's pretty confident that had no one been home then they would have ended up doing it right there.

She looked out the window and saw Rory standing outside. With a BOY! The bag boy. Rory had never snuck around with a boy before, she freaked out and bolted to the one place she always felt safe and that's how she wound up standing outside Luke's diner.

She stood for a second, watching him: he wasn't doing anything particularly exciting just counting receipts behind the counter: she'd seen him do this countless times but now she was seeing everything differently, she was seeing him differently, dare she say it? Yes. She was seeing him through the eyes of love.

He looked up and walked round to open the door so she could enter, she sat on "her" stool and he flicked the coffee machine on. To a passerby there was nothing unusual about this scene but to the coffee provider and the coffee drinker, everything between them had changed.

The silence was driving Luke insane, it was so unlike her: she always had something to say, a quip to make, a reference to make that he failed to understand. A terrifying thought was circling his brain, with trepidation he voiced it "You regret what happened earlier, I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that"

At this Lorelai's head snapped up, she was so busy trying to wrap her head round Rory having a boyfriend, she completely forgot that maybe she might have one too. "Oh, no I don't, I'm sorry, it's just I saw Rory with a boy and it's a big deal," she explained but Luke's face made her continue. "Yes we're a big deal too but she's 16 and she's hiding a boyfriend from me"

"Rory's sneaking around with some guy? Who is he? I will hunt him down and kick his ass"

All rational thought escaped Lorelai's head as she realised how much Luke cared not just for her but for Rory too. He treated her like his own daughter and there is nothing she wanted more in a boyfriend. She jumped off her stool and dragged Luke back from the door pulling his lips down to meet hers.

What began was a battle for control between the two of them, hands, hips, tongues clashed together. This was much more intense than earlier, that was a PG-13 make out but this was mature audiences only please!

Luke swung his arm across a table knocking off menus, ketchup bottles to the floor and sat Lorelai on top of it. He had one hand on her back while the other was lost in her hair.

Luke's brain was running on autopilot, he couldn't think, he couldn't see, all he could comprehend was Lorelai; the way her legs wrapped round his back, the way the soft skin of her arm felt against his rough cheek as it slides past him to grasp the back of his neck, the way his hands glided up her top...

He didn't hear the church bells ringing to signal it was 11pm, he didn't hear the single car that drove past, he didn't hear the coffee machine signalling it was done, all he heard was Lorelai moaning passionately as he sucked on her neck

As Luke's lips connected with her neck, Lorelai felt sensations all over her body: in some places more than others. She needed skin on skin contact, all these clothes were getting in the way: she pulled his shirt off (thanking god that he hadn't done up the buttons), his t-shirt went flying over his shoulder next and landed somewhere near the counter, her top followed suit and a few seconds later two pairs of jeans found a home on a stool. There was also a bra attached to the back of a chair somewhere.

Ironically Lorelai was now lying half dressed on the very table she ate breakfast off of just a short 15 hours previously and judging by the smirk that graced Luke's face, he was about to devour her in the exact same way she did those chocolate chip pancakes that morning.

Luke stood at the end of the table with one of her legs over his shoulder and seemed to be having a staring contest with her lace panties. This was the last moment either of them could back out, once he removed them then they were in the big leagues. Lorelai lifted her head to look in his eyes, and gave him a reassuring smile meaning she was in this as much as him.

He reached out and removed the thin material separating him from what he'd always dreamed of as paradise. After that moment, lines became blurred, connections were made, fantasies were fulfilled and nothing would ever be able to go back to the way it was.

This chapter was inspired by the song "my best friend" by Tim Mcgraw

"never had no one I could count on

I've been let down so many times,

I was tired of hurting, so tired of searching

Til you walked into my life,

It was feeling I'd never known, for the first time I didn't feel alone

Your more than a lover, there would never be another

That makes me feel the way you do

And oh we just get closer, I fall in love all over

Everytime I look at you.

I don't know where I'd be, without you here with me

Life with you makes perfect sense

You're my best friend"