Note: Now remind you that this is a story based out of the 1930's,so there will be some things in here that we don't tolerate now a days like racism and degrading of women's right,but I wanted to do something different and show you things that happened in our past . But let me be clear this is not just a love story.

January 1,1938

The year was 1938,and all of Chicago was ringing and buzzing with excitement. A new year had started and people were already getting drunk and having brawls in the middle of the streets. The fireworks were going off and people were dancing on the hard cold pavement, not caring about their surroundings.

A young man about in his late 20's with dark brown hair and broad shoulders walked into a nightclub trying to find him something to do. He walked through the crowds of people on the dancefloor as they jammed to a Jazz band on stage playing "Sweet O' Jazz of Mine" by Duke Ellington. The people were jumping and gyrating their bodies around life it was their last dance. The young man finally got his way through the crowd and made his way over to the bar,seating himself on a stool.

" Hey ya Bob, can I get the regular" saying in a deep midwestern accent. Bob gave him a nod and turned around rechiing for a whiskey bottle. He set the cup on the table and poured the dark liquid into the cup."There ya go. Don't worry this one is on me." The young man took his glass and raised it as a sign of thanks. Bob gave him a wink before walking away to attend to the next customer.

Just sipping his drink and watching all the people around him dance, something caught his attention. A beautiful brunette girl walked through the crowd of people making her way to the bar. She walked up beside him and tapped his shoulder politely. She cleared her throat a little before saying," Ummm… is anyone by chance sitting here?" using a sweet smile. " Why, ummm… no you can take right ahead." sounding very nervous. She gave him a quick smile before sitting next to him.

She had on the finest red dress that he has ever seen because for some reason he can't seem to take his eye off of her. He eyes roam to the side of her face to the side of her waist. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in all of his life. She had a red ruby clutch bag with her that matched her dress. Setting it on the table she looked over noticing the man next to her looking.

" Have you never seen a girl before or have you never talked to one?" with a little sass in her tone. He blinked a couple of times feeling himself blush a bit." Oh,I'm sorry It's just that I never seen such a pretty- beautiful lady such as yourself." he said. "Oh my apologizes;my name is Nicholas Miller ,but you can call me Nick and yours," he pulling out his hand to greet her. She pulled out her hand and placed it into his. "My name is Jessica Day, nice to meet you as well." She grins as he gives her a small kiss on her knuckles.

Nick let go of her hand feeling the warmth become too long. They look away from each not sure what they could do to fill the void. NIck looked at her again as she was bobbing her head to the music. " Hey Jessica, would you like something to drink?". She turned her head still bobbing her head to the music. " Well…. what the heck it's New Years why not.". NIck waved to Bob so he can get the lady what she wants.

"Bob may you get this fine lady a drink of whatever she likes." Bob switched his eyes on Jessica. " Oh yes,may I have a pink ." Bob placed a glass cup in front of her. Pouring her a glass she thanked him as he walked away. Nick couldn't keep his eyes off her as her lips pressed against the brim on the cup, drinking it slowly enough for him to was almost like she was drinking it in slow cup now had red stained lip stick on it. She looked up at him with wide blue baby eyes. Nick didn't even notice the color of her eyes. How could he have missed them they were so big any man would be mesmerized by them. She cleared her throat to say something.

"Do you wanna dance" she said playing with the end of her curls. Nick was stunned that a woman that he just met was up to dancing with him. " I don't know? Dancing is something I'm not really good at." Jessica stood up and grabbed his hand. "So you tellin' me that you did all this smooth busta talk and ya not going to dance with me?"

"It's not that; I just haven't done it in a while."

"Well,in that case I might as well find another fella that will."

Jumping of the stool and onto his feet now,"that won't be necessary."

" Good… now come on". she said with a low raspy voice taking him by the hand and leading him on the dancefloor.

When they got on the floor, and the music by now changed to a slow song. She took the hand she was holding and placed it on her side. He got the message and put his other hand on the other side of her waist. Jessica wrapped her arms around his neck trying to steady with the music. The rocked side to side, swaying their bodies to the music.

"So,tell me about yourself." asked Jessica

"Well, what do you want to know?"

"Anything"

"Let's see I work at a steel factory, I live in an apartment, I love cheese, Oh and I have a thing for sweaters."

She began to giggle. " Interesting."

'So tell me about yourself?" said a curious NIck.

" Okay,im a Nurse, I have a cat, I love reading and writing, oh, and I just love the sound of the flute. So relaxing" now spreading a wide grin across her face. She pulled her arms away from his neck staring into his eyes. He didn't let go until she pulled away. "I need to be headed home; nice meetin' you Nick." She turned around starting her way towards the door."Hey,Jessica you mind if I walk you home? It's late,and New Year's;there's a lot of crazy people out there." he called after her. She made a quick smile then nodded her head.

"Wow, these houses are nice compared to where I live." Nick said fascinated by the big bricked houses that looked similar to each other. He grew up on the South side of Chicago where it was rough. The street was filled with gangsters and there wasn't a lot of opportunities. " What you never seen big houses before?" Jessica asked. They walking along the sidewalk of the dim streets with little to no light.

"Well yes,but not up clos. They're really nice."

"Of course they are." She rubbed her arms giving him the signal that she was cold. NIck looked over to her getting the fact that she maybe was cold without a jacket on. " Ya look a little cold there; do ya want my jacket or anything?" He started to unbutton his jacket until she lifted her hand for him to hault.

"No, it's fine I this is my place right here." she pointed forwards a light honey brown bricked house with flowers out front. Jessica opened the the black gate which block off the entire front and side of the house. Turning the knob and pushing the door open, she started started going threw her purse to find her keys. Nick just looked at her. Even though it was dark he could still she her beauty. Then raised her hand with the keys swinging loosely to signal that she had found them. Putting the key in turning to unlock it,and finally swinging the door open. Jessica looked at him breathing steadily.

" Thank you Nick,that was offaly nice of you to walk me home."

"No probably, I don't mind."

"Well, I better get some some shut eye,and you should too mister."

" If think so I will. Goodnight Jessica."

She turned around and stopped in the door frame turning back to see that Nick was walking back already. "Hey ummm.. Nick, do you want to meet another time? I had a great time tonight." she said calling after him. Turning around he put his hands in his pocket.

"Yeah, sure. Where do you wanna meet again".

" How about you come here by seven p.m."

"That's sounds great. I'll be sure to come by seven." She gave him a final wave before walking into the turned around and continue to walk up the street. He smiled to himself and looked up to the sky. He doesn't know what to think about. Her eye, her hair, her body, the slim curves she possessed,but he knew that whatever it was it was making him bubbly inside.