Since part one was short, though I best hurry up and update.

Part Two

"Hey Sara."

"Yeah?"

"Shift is over in ten, wanna grab some food?" I shout over the car we're both working on.

"Sounds good. Let's go get changed, I'm starved."

I desperately want to ask her on a date. I will ask her out, and it will be sooner rather than later. But I figure it's best to start small, test the waters a little.

We head to the locker room to change, just talking over the case.

"So where do you fancy going?" I ask as we're changing.

"Anywhere is fine, as long as there's coffee." She jokes as she unzips her cover all and takes the tank top she wears under it off. She turns to get another top and I can't help but stare at her back, her skin looks so soft and I'm dying to reach out and see if it is.

"There's a new diner not far from mine if you're interested? They have a good veggie menu. I checked last time I was there." I say, snapping myself out of my Sara induced haze.

"You did?" She asks as she turns to face me, thankfully fully clothed.

"Yeah, in case you'd ever wanted to go there, pretty pointless if you can't eat anything."

"That's really sweet of you, the guys usually forget. Thank you." She says, giving me a full-blown smile.

I feel myself starting to blush at her compliment. "No problem, let's get going shall we?" I say, turning to grab my jacket so she can't see me blushing.

She follows me out of the lab to the parking lot. We decide to take both cars so I tell Sara to follow me.

I'm kind of glad for the time alone, I need to figure out how to ask her out without her freaking. I need to broach the subject somehow and find out if she's even remotely interested.

I rack my brain all the way to the diner to no avail. I'm determined to do this though.

As I get out the car Sara pulls in behind me, getting out of her car I see she's on her phone so I say quiet and wait for her to finish.

"For Christ sake, how many times do I have to tell you no? Stop calling me." I hear, then she slams her phone shut.

"Everything okay?" I ask as we walk into the diner.

"Agh, men." She says as we sit down. "It was Hank." She states before picking up a menu.

"Hank?" Who the hell does he think he is calling her after what he did? The waiter comes to take our orders and I wait for her to reply after he's gone.

"Apparently he's finished with his girlfriend and wants another chance."

"What a total ass hole." I state. I think I want to kill him.

"Yeah I know. I mean, as if I'm going to even consider it." She states, her voice full of incredulity.

"How many times has he phoned?"

"I bumped into him last week, he's phoned three times since."

"I can't believe the nerve of him." I tell her.

"I know, if he calls again, I'll do something about it. What is it with me and men? Why do I always pick the wrong ones?" She asks.

I laugh before replying. "You're asking the wrong woman there babe, my track record is just as bad."

"I think I'll stick to women in future." She states.

What the...? Oh my god, thank you lord. Maybe this won't be as hard as I thought.

"Stick to women? You've dated women before?" I say as if I'm just asking in passing, not just about dying to hear her answer.

"Yeah, not that my track record there is any better, but at least they've usually been amiable break-ups."

"How come I didn't know that?" Like I care right about that right now. As long as I do know.

She shrugs before continuing. "I don't broadcast my private life or relationships, be it with a man or woman. But as you can see, I have no issues telling my friends." She smiles.

I can't help return her smile; there was a time I thought the word 'friends' would never apply to us. I'm glad I was wrong.

"So what about you? You ever date a woman?"

I can't believe how easy this conversation is. Especially seeing as how I've been both trying to initiate it and at the same time dreading it for weeks now. And he we are talking about it as if its a regular topic of conversation.

"Once or twice. Not for a while though." I answer.

"Me either, maybe I should give it another go." She smiles.

"Yeah me too." I say.

I excuse myself and head for the bathroom, I'm not sure she would have quite understood the happy dance I felt the urge to do at her admission. Once in the bathroom I try to get a grip on the elation I feel, don't want to head back with a Cheshire cat grin plastered all over my face. I don't want to give myself away just yet.

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The rest of breakfast seems to fly past, she seems relaxed today, it suits her, gone is the tension she always seems to carry in work, and I have to say I love it. It's a rarity to catch her in this mood.

I can't help thinking back to before we actually became friends; I was missing out on so much. How did I not notice how funny she is before? Or how kind and caring she is? She's incredibly sweet too. I can only assume I was being a fool. Still we're friends now. That's all that matters.

My thoughts are interrupted by Sara.

"I think I best head home. I'm tired." She says stifling a yawn. I can't help but notice how sexy her voice sounds when she's tired, all gravely and low, it sends shivers down my spine.

"Yeah, I'm tired too. Let's go." I say standing up.

"Thanks for breakfast, we should do this more often." She says as we reach the parking lot.

"We should."

"Great." She smiles. "I'll see you at work." She says heading towards her car.

"See you tonight." I reply as I head to mine.

On the drive home I can't help think of our earlier conversation. She wants to try dating a woman again. Ya-freaking-hoo!

I need to ask her out, now I know she's into women I have no excuse not to.

'So why wait?' I ask myself, wasn't the point of the attitude change to take chances? To remember that life is too short? To go after the things you want?

I ponder my train of thought for a second before making a decision. Turning the car around and heading towards Sara's. As I said, I have no excuses. I'm going to do this now.

That's a bit evil isn't it? Feel free to press the button and shout at me.

Thanks for reading.

Sam