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Chapter 2

I was nervous enough catching a glimpse of her sitting there all alone that my hands fidgeted while I waited at the counter. I really didn't need her to make me any worse, but then her words, "You know, staring could be considered impolite in some circles, but I am sure I can forgive you in time for it," nearly made me choke on the coffee I had just sipped. I could feel myself getting red with embarrassment, averting my eyes from her knowing smile. "I um...sorry. I don't usually do that, it's just a...sorry. Do you come here often?" Ugh, what is wrong with me? That's such a cheesy pick up line. She doesn't go for that crap, she's too good for it, I mean look at her. Sexy, put together and from the size of that book the other day, pretty damn smart. Stop. Just stop, Bo. Stop it right there before you say anything else that would cause her to go running from the crazy café lady. I struggled to regain some kind of cool, but was failing miserably as I stumbled over my own words. I am usually the queen of cool, so confident and controlled that I make others uneasy, not the other way around. I was used to being the predator, but right now I felt like I was on the menu. My eyes drifted along the floor, up the wall beside her, to the ugly abstract painting that I never understood, everywhere except her. In my periphery I could see that she was sporting an amused grin as she looked me over with less than innocent intentions. I wasn't sure if it was my awkwardness, or the way she had unnerved me so easily that had her looking so smug. Either way, I'd like to be mad about her enjoyment at my expense, but I didn't feel any harmful intent. Quite frankly, it was sort of a turn on that this woman could make me feel so vulnerable in her presence.

Taking a deep, relaxing breath, I gave myself a quick pep talk. I needed to regroup before I ruined my one shot. There was definitely a chemistry between us. Even if we haven't officially met, we obviously exchanged some intense looks the last few weeks. I mean, she did share the stares and the flirtations, didn't she? She's as much at fault as I am. The revelation gave me renewed vigor and I felt myself finally relax in her presence. I settled into my chair and turned on my charm, flashing my sexiest smile back at her. I think I saw her breath catch slightly when our eyes locked. The air around me changed and once again the energy between us was palpable. She cleared her throat and took a sip of her coffee. I could see her visibly struggle the same way I did just moments ago and I took satisfaction in knowing that the ball was back in my court.

"So," she said, pausing her words while she considered where to go with the conversation. If she was feeling what I'm feeling, and I think she was, then she's fighting like hell to not take me here on the table in front of all of these people. I would not be opposed to that, I could care less what people think, but looking at her I am sure she'd regret it later. I'll tell you one thing, it sure was hard to hold a meaningful conversation when your primal instincts were in full gear.

"So," I say back to her and we just sat there and admired one another quietly. The interesting thing was that it didn't feel uncomfortable to sit silently with her. I felt peaceful and truly was happy to just soak in her beauty and enjoy our coffee together, which was such a change from being with Vince when everything felt forced. Much like it did when we shook hands, this just felt right. "So, are you from around here Lauren?" I tried to start something of a conversation with her. After all, I would like to get to know her, among other things and staring at one another wasn't going to get us anywhere.

"No, but I have lived here many years. I have made it my home. What about you? Is this your hometown?" She kept a relaxed posture leaned back in her chair as she studied me with interest. I turned in my chair and leaned forward, propping my chin on my hand. Body language says a lot and right now I wanted to show her that I was interested in what she had to say while watching to see if she too, would lean in. "Yes. I was born and raised here, though I do enjoy traveling and exploring other places as often as possible. Do you like to travel, Lauren?" There was a change in her smile as she moved to copy me, leaning forward and setting her hand on her chin, looking deeply into my eyes as she spoke.

"As a matter of fact I do. I travel a good bit for my job. I love to see new places, explore other cultures. Been anywhere interesting?" We fell into an easy flow, almost as if we were old friends catching up after a long absence except that we weren't old friends and the way her eyes searched my soul was much more intimate. "I've been to Greece, New Zealand and Chile. You?" She was silent for a moment and I could feel my skin heating up from being so close to her for this long. It wasn't a big table and with both of us leaning forward, our faces were just a few feet apart. "I've not been to Chile yet, but I have been to Egypt, Afghanistan and Ireland. They were mostly for work, but I had the chance to do some sight seeing. I'd really love to go back to Egypt though. There is so much more to explore, the history is amazing."

Her eyes lit up when she spoke of her work and history. Clearly, she was a very intellectual person and more than likely didn't put finding the perfect local craft beer on the top of her to do list when traveling to far away places. "I'm sure. There is so much to see in the world and I want to see as much of it as possible. Tell me, what was your favorite thing about Ireland? I really want to go there." I wasn't going to tell her it was because of the Guinness and Bushmill's breweries, although the castles do look amazing, too. "The scenery is gorgeous and the castles look like they could be from a fairy tale, but my favorite part was the pub hopping. They truly have the best beer I've ever had." Did she just say the beer? Oh my goodness, she really was perfect for me. Unable to hold back the toothy smile that was busting at the seams to come out, I noticed her smirk at my reaction. I felt a little intimidated again, as if she already knew what to say to push my buttons and I was still feeling her out. God, she looked so yummy with her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and that light pink sleeveless blouse that was showing off some of the most amazing arms I have ever seen. I bit my lip unconsciously before I could stop myself. Focus Bo, focus.

"What is it that you do that takes you around the world, if you don't mind me asking?" Her honey brown eyes traveled down to my breasts and I was extra happy that I had chosen one of the lower cut vests as she openly appreciated the view before answering my question. "You may ask me anything you want, Bo." Her reply seemed to refer to more than just casual conversation and I felt an ache between my thighs when I thought of all the things I'd really rather ask her, like do you like it when I touch you here, or do you want more? I hope it's not too obvious that my mind drifted elsewhere, but the knowing look in her eyes tells me otherwise. I wonder if she went to the same place? I wonder when we can go to that place together? I missed the first part of her answer imagining the things we could be doing, but I did tune in soon enough to hear her say, "I'm a doctor working on building my own practice here, but I also do many medical research projects. That is what takes me around the world. That and medical missions to under privileged areas. And what is it that do you do, Bo?"

Good lord, she's smart, sexy and Mother Teresa? Am I worthy of her? I'm smart in my own ways and very good at my job, but what I do is not so humanitarian. "I'm a criminal lawyer." Speaking of which, as I noticed the clock on the wall, I had to get to a meeting regarding some new information in one of my cases. I love my work, but I have never wanted to blow it off as much as I do right now. "And unfortunately, I have an important meeting to get to, but you said I could ask you anything, right?" She nodded and her face lit up. "I really enjoyed sitting and talking with you and I'd really like it if we could continue another time. Would you go out on a date with me?"

The way her lips turned up into a warm smile that reached her eyes, I felt my heart skip a beat and almost squealed when she nodded and wrote her cell phone number on the back of her business card. I brushed my fingers over the fancy high gloss print on the front, Dr. Lauren Lewis. "Well Dr. Lewis," I said in a horrible fake accent as I pretended to be the proper English noble woman. "I am Bo Dennis and it has been a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I shall ring you to schedule our rendezvous." Giving a mock bow as I stood from my seat, I took her laughter at my silliness as a good sign. I handed her my own card with my personal number on it and took her hand, feeling that tingling up my arm once again.

"T'was indeed a pleasure Ms. Dennis. I look forward to hearing from you, as well," she said in a perfect English accent which made me chuckle as much as it turned me on. I was impressed that this classy, put together woman could match my cheeky behavior and I couldn't wait to see what other surprises she had in store. Before I left, I had to turn and see her one more time to tide myself over until our date. When I looked back, I was met with the same intensely curious gaze that I was giving her. My heart fluttered when she gave me a little wave sending me off to work. Oh, if I could have that everyday for the rest of my life, I would be the happiest woman alive.

XXX

When I arrived at the office I spotted Allison and Billy waiting patiently for me. There had been some new information uncovered in my case that would lead to a dismissal for my client if all the facts checked out. Alli was my best friend, my ex and a co-worker all in one. Yes, I crossed all the lines with that one, but we were both very professional and very good at our jobs. At some point we both put work ahead of our relationship too often and realized that we were better at being best friends than girlfriends. There's nothing we don't share with one another, mostly because of the fact that we knew one another so well and that our jobs gave us very good observational skills. She was the best private investigator in the city and has won me more cases than I would admit to anyone besides her. The moment I walked into the room she wasted no time hitting all the key points and laying out the photos for me. "I think you did it Alli." I smiled excitedly up at her, high fived them both and nodded to Billy to put it together to file at court first thing Monday morning.

After Billy left the room I turned to Alli and I could tell I was still on a high from my encounter with Lauren, because I felt all giddy inside. Of course, my best friend and human lie detector wouldn't miss a beat. "So what's up with you? You're acting like you got lucky this morning or something. Spill it." Lucky could possibly be the understatement of the day. I should buy a lottery ticket after closing this case and finally speaking to the mysteriously sexy lady at the café. Why not go for the trifecta? When you're on a roll, you're on a roll and I was hoping to ride the wave for a long time to come as far as the blonde doctor was concerned. Tonight I would call her to set up our date. "Hello, earth to Bo? Is all the oxygen to your brain still trapped between your legs, because I've only ever seen you like this after some hot and heavy sexy times." She chuckled at me when I rolled my eyes. She knows I hate the way she talks about sex, yet it was intriguing to note that I was acting that way after something as simple as coffee with the other woman. Point could be made however, that I spent much of that time thinking of having sex with her. I smiled lightly at my efforts to lawyer myself.

Seeing Alli still looking at me expectantly with her "I-so-know-something-is-going-on-with-you" expression gives me reason to find my voice. "If you must know and I know that you must," I said sarcastically with a gleam in my eye, "I met someone today, someone amazing and we will be going out on a date very soon." My goodness you'd think the woman just found hidden treasure the way she lit up and jumped around. I knew what she was thinking. She never liked Vince and was beyond happy when I finally broke it off. I never told her about the blonde though, partly out of not wanting her to hound me to take action and partly because I was a bit afraid that the other woman was already involved and I didn't want to set myself up for disappointment. "I must know everything!" She pulled me down into the seat beside her, her legs working wildly like a kid that had way too much sugar. She ooh'd and ahh'd all through my story of the last few weeks, and ended at the present. I could see her wheels turning as she put the pieces together. "You dumped Vince because of some hot, blonde stranger didn't you? If I knew that was all it took, I'd have gotten you one a long time ago."

Geeze, only Alli, I laughed and shook my head at her. How could I possibly make her understand how different this particular blonde was? With Lauren's statuesque face burned into my brain, there was no way I was waiting till tonight. I excused myself from my crazy, excited, rambling friend and dialed the number on the card. I felt the butterflies grow into birds causing my stomach to knot up as the phone began to ring. Briefly I feared that she was only being nice and didn't know how to let the obviously, over infatuated brunette down easy. The moment I heard her voice in greeting, however, I instantly relaxed. "Hello Lauren, it's Bo from this morning. I hope I am not being too forward, but I really did enjoy our meeting this morning and I couldn't wait to speak to you again."

There was a brief pause that unnerved me as I felt the birds in my stomach turn into elephants. "I enjoyed it as well. I wondered how long it would take you to call me?" I love this confident, flirty side of her. She is the first person, male or female, to keep me on my toes. I don't know why I was so worried, she is definitely into me, too. "Sorry, I had a work thing, but I called the minute I was through. So, about our date, Dr. Lewis, where would you like me to take you?" I cringed the moment I said it. I was being smooth right up until that came out of my mouth. It's not that there was anything wrong with the question per se, but it did leave room for interpretation of it's meaning and being a successful lawyer, the one thing you'd think I know, is how to word a question so that I know the answer before you do. All I can do now is hold my breath and wait for her reply.

XXX

"Sorry, I had a work thing, but I called the minute I was through. So, about our date, Dr. Lewis, where would you like me to take you?"

Even though her tone was confident, I could feel the nerves in every syllable. Bo was nervous asking me out, again. I smiled to myself as I poked at the stack of files in front of me. Picking up on her nerves put my nerves at ease. I paused, thinking about of all the places she could take me, slowly drifting into less than appropriate thoughts. I cleared my throat, trying to clear out the instant thought of her pressed against me. This woman had quite the effect on me already.

My office door opened and my intern walked in smiling at me, motioning I had a meeting in about ten minutes. I smiled at her and nodded. I nestled the phone in the crook of my shoulder as I gathered my files. "There is a microbrewery on the edge of downtown. It opened up last month and I have been there a couple of times. It's cozy, informal and has some of the best craft beers." I held out the files to the intern to take as I started to stand up from the desk. Bo's tone changed as I giggled a little. "Oh yes, Perry's Roost. It is one of my favorite bars in the entire world. They have an amazing vegetarian nacho." She let out a sigh, as if it was a sigh of relief that I didn't recommend some sort of stuffy French restaurant. "What do you say eight? Dr. Lewis? Tonight?" Her tone had returned to one of bravado, just like her looks in the cafe.

I smiled wide, making my intern give me a look that begged her to want to know who was the reason. "Um, eight should work. I might be a few minutes late. I have a handful of work things today. I will send you a message as I am on my way." I looked at my intern as she started tapping at her watch. "Speaking of work things, Bo. I must hang up on you. Impolite I know, because I would much rather talk to you then sit with boring doctors. But duty calls."

Bo laughed and the sound of it made my heart skip a little. "I understand Doctor. I can't wait to see you." The last part I could tell slipped out as Bo stumbled over a goodbye. I dropped my phone into my coat pocket and hustled over to my intern. I took some of the weight of the patient files in her arms. "We need to work fast today. I have a date tonight." My intern waggled her eyebrows at me in excitement. I shook my head as I laughed, "No comments from the peanut gallery." My intern laughed, "Never happen, Dr. Lewis."

Meetings came and went, patients were seen, and lab work was completed. All at a pace I had never found in my life as a doctor. I hurried, constantly looking at my watch. I wanted to leave work an hour early, get home, change and arrive a few minutes early for my date with Bo. I had begun to help out the oncology ward with pathology work on certain cancer patients and it increased my work load tenfold. It was an agreement I had made when Betty and I were slowly dissolving and there was no sight of a busty, enchanting brunette anywhere in my radius. I skipped lunch and was able to walk out the door an hour and fifteen minutes early. I raced back to my old row house on the edge of the city and the suburbs. It was the perfect in-between for me, touching the edges of both lives I wanted, a quiet suburban doctor and an inner city emergency room doctor. My house was bigger than I needed and sometimes it felt like it was begging me to fill it with more than just my books and tasteful furniture. As I climbed the stairs to my bedroom, I quickly wondered if Bo would like this house. I laughed and rolled my eyes as I pushed through clothes in the closet trying to focus on what to wear. After agonizing over outfits, I finally settled on a pair of dark comfortable jeans, a soft grey long sleeve shirt that had a deep v neck, and dark blue leather jacket I never wore because it fit far too close for my liking. But for some reason, I wanted to give every reason for Bo to look and look hard.

I was fifteen minutes early. As I was talking to the hostess, I looked up to sift through the crowd of patrons. It was busier than I expected and a mild pang of panic ran through my body. Perhaps I should have chosen that stuffy French restaurant that was library quiet. I continued scanning the crowd when my eyes were pulled to her. The smile on my face could not be held back as I looked at Bo. Bo was sitting in the back at a quiet table. She was visibly nervous as she pulled apart the straw wrapper in her hands. The hostess tapped me lightly, "Excuse me? Your party has already arrived, follow me?"

I nodded and navigated the crowds of evening drinkers. I could see Bo perfectly as she continued to look up at everyone who passed by the table, her eyes lighting up and fading as each person was not me. When we finally made it to the table, her brown eyes fell on me. Lighting up and brightening more as her smile covered her face. Bo stood up and I felt my breath catch, the woman was stunning. A low cut purple shirt showed off curves for miles and the tight black jeans, well they left very little to mystery. Bo's hair was up, giving me a better view of her delicate jaw line and a neck that begged to be kissed. The smile was bright and intoxicating, even more so because of how deep her dimple went. She reached out and placed a hand on my arm, "Doctor, glad you made it."

I smiled at the gentle touch. Even though I was wearing a leather jacket, I could still feel the electricity and small tingles she brought to the surface in me. "I am too. I was afraid I was going to be awkwardly early."

Bo smiled wide and blushed, "I got here a half hour early, and I wanted to make sure I got the best spot in the place for us." She made a movement to go and pull out my chair, then second guessed herself and motioned at the chair across from her, "Sit, the waitress will be back in a minute." I kept my smile, enjoying how adorably nervous this woman was. It intensified my unfounded attraction to her immensely. I slid off my leather jacket, draping it over the back of my chair. As I went to sit down, I looked up and caught Bo completely invested in what my deep v neck had to offer her. I politely cleared my throat and reached for a menu, pulling her from the stare that was making me awfully warm. "What did you suggest I get earlier? The vegetarian nachos?"

Bo recovered as she settled herself into her chair. She leaned over her folded arms on the table, purposefully allowing me a clear view of what her low cut top had to offer. Full breasts that made me clench my jaw as the instant thought of how they would feel against my lips crept in. I swallowed as I felt an unfamiliar, yet very familiar ache begin to creep up. This subtle back and forth of giving each other small glimpses of skin would make for a slow agonizing night. She smiled, "I already took the liberty of ordering them for us. I hope you don't mind."

I glossed over the menu and looked up in her eyes. There was a sparkle in them as she focused solely on me, "Not at all." The waitress came back, Bo and I placed quick drink orders. When the waitress left, Bo leaned back in her seat a little. "So, Lauren, you're a doctor?"

I smiled at the general first date question. I nodded. "And you are a lawyer." I smirked at her. "I am yes. I work over at City hospital as emergency room doctor, a teaching doctor and as of recent, a research doctor for the Oncology ward."

Bo raised her eyebrows, "Wow, three doctors in one? I think my mother would be impressed if I brought you home." I raised my eyebrows at her comment. Bo smiled devilishly, "You know what I mean." I knew exactly what she meant. Her words were laden with sensuality and a double meaning, her nervousness was fading with every moment.

This woman was bold with her flirting and it spurred me on to up my game. "I've never taken home a lawyer. If you're lucky, you could be my first." I met her eyes and watched as she shifted slightly in her seat, the color rising in her neck and the oh so gentle quickening of her pulse. I smiled as I could clearly see the effect my cheeky comment had on her. Bo kept her eyes on me as she took a breath, reaching for her beer as soon as it touched the tabletop. As she sipped her beer, I asked, "Random question, why did it take you so long to introduce yourself in the café?"

Bo smirked, "I thought you were out of my league, the first time I saw you. Then I just couldn't resist. As I recall, I think I caught you staring a few times," she laughed lightly, "You are kind of hard to ignore Doctor."

The tone in her voice was less than innocent. I took a sip of my beer, suddenly remembering the look in her eyes at the cafe when I caught her taking full advantage of my skirt riding up. The same look was present and making me swallow hard. For the first time in my life, I wasn't sure if the first date would end with just a simple kiss on the cheek or full blown ripping off the clothes in the backseat of my car.