Disclaimer- They are not mine. I wish they were, we would still be watching new episodes, and Chris and Anna would not exsist.
Sorry this took so long. I will try to do better. I have not been around to much, as this summer has been very bad for me. Someone I cared for very much decided I was not worthy anymore to be a friend. My sort of Luke shut me out, and I have had no inclination to do much of anything. Anyway, I am trying to dig out of the hole I am in, and this was my first step. Please leave any reviews that will be helpful. I am once again sorry for the delay.
Lorelai has been tossing and turning all night. Her was mind racing with thoughts of tonight's events. Sookie, Rory and Luke had given her a great party, but all she could think of was, Luke. Luke and this hot breathe against her neck. Luke and how his eyes had betrayed his feelings for her. Luke and his comment, "You have me body and soul for 15 hours Lorelai. Do with me what you want, or make me do as you please. Believe me I won't complain at all." Had he meant that the way it sounded, and now she was lying in her bed replaying those few seconds over and over, in her head. How he had inched closer and closer. How his lips had come within inches of hers, and now in her bed, it was what was consuming her every thought. Thoughts of him made her body tingle with excitement, and the feeling was something she surprisingly welcomed. As her hand moved slowly south to her center, she could feel she was already wet, and as her fantasies developed and her climax approached it was Luke's name she whispered. It was his hands and body giving her pleasure. As she slowly came down from her orgasm, all she could think of was how much she wanted Luke. Exhausted, she closed her eyes, and her last thoughts that night were not of Sookie or Rory, but of Luke, as she wrapped her arms around herself and drifted to sleep.
The next morning, Lorelai was full of energy. She has woken up and had formulated a plan for Luke's first activity. They would clean out her garage. For years Rory and her had been putting boxes of stuff they no longer needed or used in there, and now there was no room for anything else. As she started the coffee maker she walked to the phone and dialed the all to familiar number to Luke's.
"Luke's diner." There was no mistaking his voice and Lorelai smiled.
"Hello, this is one Lorelai Gilmore, of the Stars Hollows Gilmore's. I am calling in regards to a contract by a Luke Danes for 15 hours of slave labor? I would like to confirm this with him, and to start my hours." Lorelai sat quietly on her end of the phone, waiting for Luke to react.
"Well, Ms Gilmore, this is Luke Danes and I am happy to extend any service you may need. Nothing is too small or too large for me to handle, and I would gladly service anything you need to be serviced."
Luke was giving it to her today. He usually took her innuendos and ribbing, but today he was giving back as much as he was getting. Lorelai's grin grew bigger. If this is how he wanted to play, then play they would.
"Mr. Danes, if it is possible I need your services today. I have a something I need removed, and a man of your strength and stature would easily make quick work of the task." Lorelai could not help but giggle as she finished talking. Luke was enjoying their little game and was also smiling.
"How about I come by in an hour? I can sneak away for a few hours and you can do with me what you want." Luke's voice had gotten husky and the thoughts that ran through Lorelai's mind had nothing to do with cleaning the garage. Her mind wondered, until Luke brought her back to earth.
"Lorelai, are you still there?" he was trying not to laugh.
"I'll see you soon Mr. Danes and please dress appropriately. It is extremely warm out and I do not want a law suit on my hands because you keeled over in my house due to the heat." Then she hung up the phone quickly. Thoughts of Luke servicing her swam through her thoughts. When did she start having these feelings? She wanted to use her 15 hours to have her way with him. She wanted to feel him close to her and see if her fantasies were better or worse than the real thing.
She sat at her table and sipped her coffee, thinking of the day ahead. When she was done, she went upstairs and got ready for the day. She went into her closet and laughed at the irony that she was looking for clothes the screamed I want you, but had to versatile enough to work in. She chose a tight green t-shirt with a low scoop neck line, and some ripped cut off jean shorts. She then put her hair up in a ponytail, with two wisps falling out on either side of her face. She threw on a little lip-gloss and eyeliner and off she went to wait for Luke on her porch.
He saw her before he even pulled into her driveway. It never ceased to amaze Luke that no matter what she wore, she was always beautiful. To him she had been the most beautiful woman in the world, whether she was wearing paint smeared clothes or a formal gown, she was just beautiful. He smiled knowing that the next few hours they would be together, even if he was the one doing all the work.
Lorelai sprang up from her perch on the porch and ran to his truck.
"You're here!" She yelled as she clapped her hands in excitement. "Let's get started."
"Lorelai, you haven't told me what we are doing." Luke questioned her.
Lorelai grabbed him by the shirt collar and dragged him towards the side yard. She brought him over to the garage and opened the doors.
"You have got to be kidding me, Lorelai! This is today's task? I was hoping on something more entertaining, or even something like fixing the shower or the sink?"
"Lukey," she said in her most sexy voice. "You won't be doing it alone, I will be here and help you. We will work side by side, and get this done in no time."
Luke knew he had no choice, he had made a promise, and he intended to keep it. Besides it gave him alone time with Lorelai, and he treasured any moments he had with her.
" Come on Duke, we can get this done." She teased him.
Luke walked right up to her and was less than an inch from her face. " You best not call me Duke, Ms Gilmore, or there will be hell to pay." He stayed there staring into her eyes and both of their breathing became fast and irregular. Neither wanted to be the first to pull away. Lorelai, looked down and a tendril of hair escaped and fell to her face. Luke quickly reached for the stray hair and pulled it behind her ear, and then he slowly ran the outside of his hand slowly down her cheek. Lorelai leaned into his touch, and smiled. Luke quickly caught himself and stepped back.
"So you ready to get started?" He said nervously. Lorelai had not pulled away. She seemed to have enjoyed his touch. Thoughts were racing through his head, but the feel of her cheek lingered on his hand, and he smiled happily.
They worked side by side for about an hour. Luke had removed his trademark flannel shirt and was in a sweat soaked t-shirt. Lorelai noticed how it fit snuggly over his upper body, and wondered what was under it. She got up and walked over to where Luke was putting boxes full of junk into his truck, to be hauled to the dump. She snuck up behind him and grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up. Luke startled swung around and faced her.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking off your shirt!"
"Why are you doing that, Lorelai?"
"Because your shirt is soaked in sweat, and that is not good for you, so I was helping you take it off." She smiled at him and a slow blush had started to rise in her cheeks. The blush did not go unnoticed by Luke.
"Well, Ms Gilmore if you wanted me to take off my shirt you needn't have come up with those excuses, you could just have asked me to remove it." He gave her a sly smile, then reached up and removed his shirt. Lorelai could do nothing but stare. She could not believe that Luke was so well built. She knew he was a heath freak and new that he would have a good body under all the flannell, but she was not prepared for a six pack of well defined muscle. She was surprised he had a tattoo.
Luke watched her for a minute then decided to give her a bit of her own medicine.
"Didn't your mother teach you it is not polite to stare, Ms. Gilmore? Oh, and close your mouth or a fly might fly in." Then he gave her a wink and turned around and resumed his work. Lorelai continued to sneak peeks at him as they worked. She found it extremely difficult not to.
About 15 minutes later, Luke heard Lorelai shriek, and went to see what was going on. She was in the garage on the floor with a box open in front of her. As she looked up there were tears in her eyes. Luke bent over and wiped a tear that had escaped.
"What is it Lorelai?" he asked quietly.
"Luke this is my box of baby Rory stuff, and stuff from when we first got here. This is some of my most prized processions, and I can't believe they were thrown in here with all this junk."
Lorelai pulled out a worn out bunny. Half of the fur and been worn down to fabric and it no longer held it's form. She pulled the bunny close to her heart and rocked. This used to be mine as a baby, one of the few things I treasured from my childhood. Mr. Snookums was my best friend as a child, and then when I left I took him with me. I knew my mother would have just thrown him away, and when Rory was born she took to him and loved him. Took him everywhere she went. Then Lorelai pulled out a little tiny dress. This was the first dress I made for Rory. Mia had bought the material and I worked so hard on it. Rory loved this dress and if it had been up to her would have worn it everyday. Here are her first shoes, her baby blankie, and her baby rattle. At the bottom of the box though was a very interesting item.
Luke reached in and pulled out a very familiar item. Lorelai looked down in shame. In Luke's hand was an old version of his diners menu.
"Lorelai, why do you have an old diner menu in this box?"
"Luke, it is from the first time I went into your diner. That fateful day where I wrote you your horoscope and told you I would go away."
"This is in this box though? It is just a menu, it shouldn't be in there with treasured mementos of Rory's childhood."
"Yes, it should Luke. It is the day I met my best friend, and the most special and wonderful man I have ever known."
Then she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him closely to her. Having Lorelai flushed against his chest caused stirrings between Luke's legs. She ran her hands down his chest as she started to pull away, but Luke pulled her into him. Chills ran through both of their bodies. He buried his face in her hair and breathed in the smell of her fruity shampoo. He wanted to keep her close to him. He wanted so much more than friendship with her. He kept feeling the tug of more. They had been skirting the feelings a lot lately. He was starting to think that Lorelai also wanted more, but he was not yet 100 sure.
"I will always bee here, Lorelai. I always want to be there for you. You mean the world to me, and that day in the diner, is very special to me also. I remember it as if it were yesterday." Then he pulls out his wallet and hands her a folded piece of paper.
"Open it." He tells her.
Lorelai carefully unfolds the paper to reveal the horoscope she had just been talking about.
"You kept it all this time/" She looks at him as if she can't believe he is real.
"You told me to keep it and it would someday bring me luck." He then slowly lifts her chin and looks into her eyes.
"I believe that someday it will bring me the luck I need. Until then I will carry it with me."
Then without any hesitation he quickly brushes his lips against hers, then to the tip of her nose and finally a last kiss on her forehead. He gives her one last hug and returns to work on the boxes. Lorelai is left there speechless, with her hands to her lips. She finally sees what everyone has been telling her, how could she have been so blind.
The rest of the time passed quickly and neither made any more moves towards the other. Though as the day came to an end, in two different beds in two different parts of the town, two people were having similar thoughts of eachother, and both fell into sleep with smiles on their faces.