Author's note: I just wanted to let you know that Betty and Gio's hormones for one another will be obvious but they won't express it until chapter five or six. If you think of some ideas for chapter three please e-mail me because I am kind of on a roll and I am really inspired.

Betty spent most of the afternoon with Gio as they talked about anything and everything. Gio told Betty stories of his grandfather as Betty told Gio things about her mom she never told Henry not even Walter.

"My grandfather was so old fashioned about certain things. I loved that the most about him." Gio let out. Betty smiled as she sat there and listened to Gio talk about his grandfather.

"He sounds like a great person; didn't he teach you how to cook?" Betty asked

"Yah, I used to sit and watch him when he would cook for our family. Every Sunday he would teach me something new and it was always Italian. My grandfather was from an old town in Italy and he used to share stories how he would watch his father cook all the time. That was how he learned to cook and it just became a tradition." Gio announced as he looked at Betty.

"Wow, do you know how to make anything besides your famous sandwiches?" Betty asked. She was curious to say the least.

"Are you kidding me? I know how to make every Italian dish there is."

Betty just looked at him with a slightly amused expression on her face.

"Oh alright, I still have a few things I need to learn but I am getting there. Why don't we start talking about you?" Gio let out. He didn't really like the spotlight always on him. His grandfather always told him "If a lady is present ask her things that interest her. Woman love that!"

"Well, I suck at cooking! I was never one of those girls that had the patience to sit still when it came to those things. I take after my mom when it comes to that." Betty announced.

Gio laughed trying to picture Betty in the kitchen burning whatever she was making.

"I know you probably don't want to hear about Henry but the first time I tried to cook for him was the last time. He ended up cooking whenever we didn't go out." Betty smiled slightly embarrassed.

"So, Egg salad knew how to cook!" Gio teased.

Betty just rolled her eyes and laughed. "Stop with the Egg salad. He is not even in New York anymore." Betty announced as she shook her head.

"Well that makes it more fun to say it. Plus he broke your heart so I feel that it is vindicated." Gio said as he puffed out his chest.

"Wow, vindicated is a big word. You didn't hurt yourself with that one did you?" Betty teased.

Gio gave her a mocked hurt expression by her words.

"Hey, I will have you know I got straight A's in school."

Betty just laughed as Gio joined her.

"Was there anyone else besides Egg salad?" Gio asked

"Walter was my first boyfriend that I dated for four years. We broke up the first time because he cheated on me. He was my first…" Betty looked at Gio begging him with her eyes not to make her say it.

"You're first what?" Gio knew what she was talking about but wanted her to tell him more.

"You're evil .You know that right. He was my first when it came to sex." Betty said it in almost a whisper but Gio wasn't going to torture her any longer.

"Then Egg salad started coming around." Gio stated. That nickname was never going to get old.

"Yah, Egg… I mean… Gio!!!! Will you stop doing that? Henry came around and I started to question my relationship with Walter because Henry made my palms sweat and heart beat faster. I didn't feel those things with Walter. I just knew I didn't love Walter. I loved Henry." Betty explained.

"Henry meant a lot to you, didn't he?" Gio asked softly

"I thought that if Charlie had never gotten pregnant that Henry and I would have had a future together. But that all changed when he got on the plane the second time to Tucson." Betty said.

What surprised Gio was she wasn't sad about it anymore. It was just a memory of a lost loved one. Gio loved that Betty was there sitting on his couch with him talking. It was really easy for him to express his feelings with her even though she could be infuriating at times but he knew he got under her skin just the same. Gio knew that Betty was different than most women he had dated but that is what he loved about her. He really valued her opinion and her creativity even though she didn't use that creativity to better her writing. He loved it when she joined that writing class and was thrilled when she enrolled in another after that first session was over.

"Betty, thanks for coming over to my house and trying to cheer me up. It really means a lot to me." Gio said as he squeezed her hand that laid on the couch in between them. He thought she was going to pull away but she threaded their fingers together.

"It was not a problem. You were there for me when Henry left. I can be there for you when you need me to. Plus I wanted to be here." Betty said softly as she looked into Gio's dark eyes. Gio looked into her chocolate brown eyes and smiled slightly, not wanting to look away. Betty knew now was probably the time to tell Gio how she felt and how she wanted to give whatever was happening between them a chance.

"Gio I… I wanted to tell you something kind of important…" Betty announced as she started to get nervous.

"Um what is it?" Gio asked as he got a little scared at what she was going to say.

"I want to give us a chance to explore whatever this is that is happening to us. Because I really like you and I think we could definitely make this work. That is if you want to." Betty explained as she grew extremely nervous as to what Gio might say.

"Wow, Betty, I definitely wasn't expecting that. But I have wanted this since the first day I met you. Of course I want to give this a chance." Gio said softly as he smiled that cute smile that Betty had notice when they danced in the salon at her home. Betty smiled back to show off that her braces had been removed three months ago. Gio thought her smile was always beautiful but now it was breathtaking.

"So do you think we could go dancing one night?" Betty asked shyly as she suddenly became really interested in the design on his couch as she played with it.

"Sure, does this mean I get to prove to you that I really am a gentle lover?" Gio said half serious half jokingly. Betty gave him a mock annoyed look and a playful shove.

"Ha, ha, very funny, mister." Betty blushed slightly at that comment especially since she could only imagine how gentle of a lover he could be.

Gio saw she was slightly flustered and didn't want to make her embarrassed any further.

"Um… Do you want to go with me to my grandfather's funeral on Wednesday?" Gio asked as he tried to gage Betty reaction. Betty looked at him and gave his hand a squeeze realizing that they still had their fingers tangled together.

"Of course I will come with you." Betty stated as she could tell Gio was still upset over losing his grandfather. Betty knew losing a loved one was never easy but one you were close to makes getting over it a lot harder so she vowed to be there for him no matter what.

Betty woke up the next day with a skip in her step that things with Gio went really well. She was happy that they both wanted to give this a shot.

When she walked down stairs Hilda giggled slightly at her sister as she hummed and had a goofy grin on her face.

"What has gotten into you today?" Hilda asked as she noticed Betty smelled extra pretty and she was wearing just a little more makeup than usual.

"I talked to Gio and we're going on a date this Saturday." Betty said with a giant smile.

"Wow, I am glad you took my advice to heart. Where are you going if you don't mind me asking?" Hilda was excited for both Betty and Gio finally they were going to give each other a chance.

"Dancing." Betty announced as she twirled around and did a few salsa steps as she could picture Gio dancing with her.

Hilda laughed as Betty kept on dancing out the door.

At lunch time Betty stopped into Gio's sandwich shop to say hi and get her usual sandwich. Plus she just wanted to see him. Ever since she left his apartment yesterday afternoon she had been on cloud nine. She walked in and smiled as Gio was helping a customer. Gio looked up and smiled when he saw Betty.

"Hey there's my eater!" He said to his customer that he was helping. The lady was not amused but Betty was and he got a blush out of it.

"Hey, I just wanted to stop by and say hi and can I get my usual sandwich?" Betty asked as she couldn't tear her eyes away from him. Gio had the same problem as he finished the other customers order and began hers. This time he made with the exacted number of sun dried tomatoes and a little extra mustard just for her. Then to finish off he put a smiley face on the bun and added an extra pickle in her bag.

Gio stepped out from behind the counter and gave Betty a hug. Betty thought he smelled heavenly and wanted nothing more than to melt right where she stood. Gio thought she looked as cute as can be and wanted to eat her up. But knew that if anything, he wanted to take this slow and maybe after a couple of weeks of dating he would speed things along.

Gio was never used to going slow in a relationship but with Betty he knew they would have take it slow. He knew Betty had only been with two men and to say that they were experienced would be like saying Betty's boss was a virgin. So really he had a feeling that he was going to be the one to show Betty a thing or two about making love. He knew just by the look she gave him when he mentioned eating ice cream off his lover's belly that she just never experienced something like that.

Betty deserved all those things he had mentioned that day and ten times more. He was even going to show her all of those moments but he wanted to prove to her that he wanted this to be more than just sex. He wanted to make love to her. Because if he was honest with himself he could say that he had fallen deep and he wasn't coming out of it.