Disclaimer: If they belonged to me they would have been having sex all the time. Obviously I own nothing!

A/N Here I am again. Hoping that this chapter finally puts me over the 100 review mark. That would be the best Holiday gift ever, since this would be a first for me. Please, please, please leave me a review. I don't usually beg for them, but 100 is a biggie!

Luke had taken Lorelai back to her house in the early morning hours of the day, before anyone found them in a compromising position on the red sofa of the theater. He had carried her to her bedroom and slowly undressed her. Kissing her softly, and then tucking her into bed, before he left to open the diner.

All morning he was barraged with questions from Miss Patty and Babbette. They were intrigued by the smile gracing Luke's features this morning, and his unusual sunny disposition.

"Luke darling," called Miss Patty from the corner of the diner. "What has gotten you in such a good mood, as if we didn't already know." The tone Patty used caused stop what he was doing.

Luke looked at Patty, who looked over at Kirk who was trying desperately to blend into the counter.

"Kirk!" Luke bellowed, "What did you tell them?" He said through clenched teeth.

"Just that you bought out the BWR last night and gave Lorelai a romantic evening. I swear I didn't tell them what you guys were doing on the couch." Suddenly Kirk panicked as he realized what he had said aloud.

"Don't hurt me Luke!" he screamed as he ran screaming from the diner. "I didn't see anything I promise!"

Luke growled to Patty, "Don't say a word, not one word, or you can find someplace else to eat." Patty smiled at him and zipped her fingers across her lips. Luke knew that would only last until she got outside the diner, then it was open season on their love life.

Today though nothing could put a damper on his mood, and he went back to taking orders and cleaning tables, waiting patiently for her to walk through the door.

It was noontime before Lorelai finally got up, showered and was presentable to the world. She had on a short skirt, and a blue v-neck sweater, that brought out the color of her eyes. Now if she could finish her laundry she wear her unmentionables.

Lorelai picked up the phone and dialed the number to Luke's.

"Luke's, may I help you?" Luke answered.

"Hi, its me." Lorelai giggled into the phone. She was actually blushing, thinking of him as she spoke.

"Hey, I thought that you would stop by the diner for breakfast. Is something wrong?"

"No, I just kind of missed breakfast all together, and am just presentable enough to sort of be seen in public." Lorelai thought how that sounded, and before she could say anything she heard it.

"Dirty," Luke said in a low and very sexy voice.

"You got that right mister." She laughed. "So I was just getting ready to put a load of laundry in the washer when I turned in to on and nothing is happening. Right now, I am so commando, and it is getting cold. Do you think you could sneak over here and see what is wrong? I do still have some time left on my birthday present you know?"

"I'll be over after the morning rush. Oh and by the way stay away from Babbette or Miss Patty, they have interrogated Kirk, and may try to get more info out of you about our date last night." The thought of Lorelai going commando was already doing it for him, and he was looking forward to seeing her.

Lorelai smiled as she thought about their date, and how it had all turned out.

"No, problem, I won't tell them what a hot stud you are." And she quickly hung up the phone. Lorelai went to the living room and plopped herself down on the sofa to wait for Luke to show up.

Not half an hour later there was a knock at her door, and there was Luke and Bert standing at the door.

"There are my men." She said as she reached up and kissed Luke. "Hi Bert, long time no see."

"Stop talking to my toolbox, Lorelai."

Lorelai grabbed Luke by the arm and dragged him to the washer. "There it is, the offending washer who won't do its job. Bad, bad washing machine!" She said as she play slapped the machine in question.

Luke laughed, opened the lid to the machine, and jimmied it forward away from the wall. Lorelai jumped up and sat on the dryer. Luke was keenly aware that under that skirt there was nothing but Lorelai and he was doing everything possible not to think about it.

"Lorelai could you get down from there you are distracting me." Luke growled at her.

"How am I distracting you? I am sitting here quietly and haven't said a thing." She said innocently, and then scooted back on the washer and brought her legs up to her chest, partially exposing herself to him.

Luke could do nothing but stare at her. He licked his lips and took in a deep breath.

"Do you want this fixed or not?" He said in a low voice.

"Please?" she said in a soft and sultry voice.

Luke could not take it. He grabbed her and pulled her to the front of the dryer, and rode his hand up her skirt. There he found that she was already wet. He growled and pulled her sweater over her head and found that she wasn't wearing a bra either.

"I told you I was going commando," she whispered into his ear. "I think I need fixing more that the washer does right now."

"Woman you are going to be the death of me yet."

Lorelai wrapped her legs around Luke, as he lifted her off the dryer and used the refrigerator to steady them. He brought his lips to her breast and suckled them. Lorelai threw her head back in pure delight as he continued.

"You gave me the best birthday gift ever." She mumbled as he walked into the living room with her wrapped around him.