Chapter 4: Sealed with a kiss
A/N: I'm sorry it's been so long since I've updated, but a review from my oh so faithful Wendy reminded me of this story, so here you go. I've decided to do this in past tense now.
After she leaves, Luke whispers in my ear, "That was really big of you. I knew there was a reason I loved you."
I loved you...
Those three words make me stop breathing. Oh. God.
"Lorelai?" Luke asked after a few seconds. I hadn't moved since he uttered those three tiny words. "Lorelai, are you okay?" He moved in front of me, a look of concern washing across his face as he took in my wide eyes and pale complexion. "Lorelai?"
Finally, I start to function again. "Yeah?" I say as I focus on his face.
"I think so," I started. I had to know if he meant what he said. What if he did? What do I say? Do I love him? I always have, but in that way? "Did you mean what you just said?"
"About what?" Luke hadn't even realized he'd told her the "l" word? Seriously?
"Um, the thing after you said I was big." I winced. Probably not the best way to phrase that. Now he probably thought I was accusing him of calling me fat. "You know what I mean."
A look of realization slowly crept its way onto his face as he remembered the last two minutes. And then...horror?
"Luke?" Now he was the one not breathing. "Luke, speak to me," I urge, grabbing hold of his shoulders. "I just need a yes or no. Did you mean it?"
He managed to choke out one word: "Yes."
I was frozen again. But not for long this time. Using whatever leverage I had with his shoulders, I pulled him in and softly touched my lips to his. Just a touch. Nothing more. This wasn't a make-out session kind of kiss. Sweet. Not demanding.
When I pulled away, Luke slowly opened his eyes, glinting with relief that I hadn't spooked and run for the hills.
I thought for a second, knowing he'd accept my answer no matter what. We were slightly more mature than teenagers. Slightly. Hopefully, that was enough.
"I don't know, yet. I think, maybe, I do," I chanced. Please be okay with that answer.
Without warning, Luke started laughing. He picked me up and twirled me around the room like the happiest man in the world.
"What was that?" I asked, out of breath, when he put me down. I never realized that I had been giggling right there along with him.
"Coming from you, that's as good as saying those words," Luke beamed. He placed his large, soft hands on either side of my face. "I love you, Lorelai Gilmore, and I'll wait for you no matter what. You got that?"
"Damn. So I'll never get rid of you," I joke, smiling like an idiot.
"Nope," he replied. "I'm here for good."
He sealed that with a kiss.
A/N: The End.
A/N2: I kinda noticed this story had pretty much no plot, but when I wrote this, I realized writing any more would be painful to read. So it's done. I love you guys, so please make me happy with reviews!