"Wait a minute, what?!"

"I set you up on a date!"

"WHY!?"

"Because you need some lovin'!"

"No I don't."

"Listen, you grump-ass. Go up and shower and shave! She'll be here soon whether you're ready or not. And YOU ARE GOING."

Otis grumbled, starting up the stairs.

Once he was dressed, he hurried back down the stairs. "Why the fuck did you set me up again?"

"Are you nervous?" Baby teased.

"No, fuck you."

"Holy shit. You've never been on a date, have you?"

Otis stopped dead in his tracks. "You're fucking joking, right?"

"Oh my god! You haven't!"

"No. I haven't. Being fucking HOMELESS doesn't exactly lend itself to a decent dating scene."

"Awwwww, big brother..." She took his face in her hands, squeezing his cheeks. He growled and pulled away.

"Fuck you."

"You'll like her as soon as you see her. I promise."

"Mm."

"Otis." She grabbed him by the opening of his flannel shirt he had tossed on over a black v-neck. "You deserve to be happy. Just try."

"I'm fi-" The door opened, and his date stepped through. "Whoa..."

She was average height, but curvy in all the right places. Thick, muscular thighs and a thin waist, decent breasts. Her warm auburn hair cascaded down her back in loose waves. She wore well-fitting jeans and a leather jacket over a white t-shirt with black leather boots.

"Damn. You must be Baby's brother. Otis." She smirked and approached him, hand outstretched.

"Yeah, mama." He took her hand. "What should I call you?"

"Adi. Name's Adoria, but Adi." She smirked. "Baby wasn't lyin'." She licked her lips. "Wow."

"Ah, what's the plan for you guys?" Baby asked.

"I figured we could go eat somewhere, talk a little bit. Nothin' too big of a deal, y'know. Little Diner in town." She shrugged. "Mind if I drive?"

"Nah, that's good."

"He can't see to drive at -OW!" Baby shrieked. Otis had leaned back on his feet, stepping on hers. She swatted the back of his head.

"Well, let's get goin' handsome." Adi smirked, taking Otis by the hand and leading him out the door.

Looking over his shoulder, Otis mouthed 'Thank you' to Baby, who giggled.

Even though she was driving, Adi couldn't take her eyes off of Otis for very long. Baby had shown her a picture of Otis one time or another when they had gone shopping together, but it hadn't done him justice.

"You're a doctor, huh?" He asked.

"Yeah. I'm a trauma surgeon. Baby and I met when your Grampa Hugo was in one time or another, and we just clicked. Been hanging out with her every now and again. Said I was tired of dating jerks. Then she started talking about you. Said about how much of a sweetheart you were, deep down. Thought maybe we could hang out and see how it went."

Otis snorted. "That's surprising, coming from Baby."

"She really, really loves you, Otis. A lot."

"Yeah...I know..." He couldn't help but notice that he liked the way she said his name.

As the night went on, Otis noticed how relaxed he felt, though he had just met her. She made a laugh easily pass his lips, and a genuine smile grace his face.

He noticed the way her cupid's bow stayed upright when she smiled, and the dimples in her cheeks. How the corners of her nose twitched when she laughed. He didn't feel on edge like he usually did around people he didn't know. He didn't know how he knew she wouldn't hurt him, but he definitely felt it. She wouldn't turn on him in an instant and batter him.

"So uh...Baby did mention you're not her biological brother."

"Uh...No, I'm not."

"She also mentioned you...Didn't have a very good childhood."

Otis sighed. "What did she tell you?"

"Just that you had it really rough growing up and that you uh...You're pretty guarded."

He nodded. "Yeah...That's fair."

She rested her hand on top of his on the table. "Well...I...I just want you to know if you ever need someone to listen, you can talk my ear off about anything." She smiled softly. Not the joyful smile he had seen before, but a genuine, sweet, caring smile that he lost himself in. "Baby was right. You are a sweetheart."

"Separate or single check?" The waitress interrupted.

"Single. I got it." Otis took the slip of paper out of the waitress's hand, digging for his wallet.

"Otis you don't-"

"I said I got it."

They walked back out to Adi's car, feet crunching in the gravel. The moon hung high over their heads, a cool September night in Texas.

"Hey, Otis. Wait a minute."

"Hm?" He stopped, seeing her smiling up at him sweetly. She wrapped her arms around him in an embrace. He stiffened, but returned the gesture. She pulled away, loosening his grip, smiling so innocently up at him again.

She placed a hand gently on his chest and, standing on her toes, kissed him.

His head spun when she broke away, walking back to the driver's side of the car.

"I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow. I...I don't want this night to end." She bit her lip. "Uh...I would offer for you to come back to my place and have a drink. But...I'm kind of living in the hospital right now. I just moved here not too long ago...And I've been trying to get something sorted out, but...It's all fallen through."

"And you know Baby will be up our asses if we go to my place."

She snorted. "Oh god."

"So uh...I...I'd like to see you again..."

Adi smirked. "Oh, so I impressed the un-impressable Otis?"

He laughed. "Yeah, Yankee girl. Ya did."

"You're free most nights, aren't you?"

"Yeah...?"

"It's just hard because you guys don't have a phone. Is it okay if I stop by some time?"

"Er...Yeah, that...That would be great." He nodded, offering a small smile.

She drove to the Firefly ranch, stopping a ways from the house. He looked at her questioningly.

"I...Baby...Showed me a picture of you before, but uh...I don't think it really did you justice..." She placed a hand gently on his thigh, moving her fingers slowly along the fabric of his jeans.

"How's that, now?" He asked, trying to keep his breathing even.

"You...You are...Very, very attractive..." She inched closer to him on the bench seat of her car. "Tell me if I'm going too far."

"Girl, you ain't goin' far enough."

Giggling, she straddled him, kissing him and running her fingers through his hair. "Mmm...God, you're so fucking hot..." She mumbled against his lips. "Take your shirt off."

"Huh?"

"I said take your shirt off, sexy."

He discarded his flannel quickly, peeling the v-neck over his head.

"Whoa..."

Quirking an eyebrow, he smirked. "Like what you see?"

"This just keeps getting better and better." She kissed his chest, smirking at the low groan she elicited. "Hnnnn. You like that, huh?" She kissed his neck, smirking against his skin as he gasped. "Ooooh, your pants are getting awfully tight..." She undid the button and slowly slid her hand beneath the fabric.

"A...Ah..." Otis gasped. Her hands were fucking freezing.

"You wanna maybe help me out there a bit, Otis? Slide them jeans down a little?"

He did, exposing himself.

"Oooh, That looks like fine." She bit her lip, and she was on him, kissing him down his neck and chest and back up to his mouth until he was slightly tender. He wasn't sure how she had stripped her jeans off in the process, but soon they were fucking in a car like teenagers, and he loved it.

She fisted his hair and raked her nails down his back as he rode her in the front seat of her car. And he had never seen anything more beautiful in his life than her in that moment of ecstasy.

Both panting afterward, she kissed him again, smiling. "God, I wish I didn't have to leave..."

"Me too..." He admitted.

"But get dressed and get out. I gotta work tomorrow."

He pulled himself together, and worry grew in his gut. Had he fucked up?

"I'm really sorry I have to uh...enjoy the buffet and bounce, but I gotta go...I...I'll see you again as soon as I can, okay?"

Otis nodded. "Er...Yeah..."

"Oh, and Otis?"

"Huh?"

"You're not single anymore." She smirked, taking off into the night.