Okay this part is in Stella's POV. Thank you for reviewing! Also I'm so sorry for the late reply. I just started my sophomore year in high school and I have swim practice every night plus homework, so I haven't had time. Hope you like the chapter though.


"I can't believe I have a date with Mac tonight. Oh God what to wear?" I ask myself as I run around my bedroom, rummaging through my drawers and closets try ingot find something to wear.

"Where is he even bringing me to dinner?" I ponder. "Should I call him?" I reach for my phone and then shake my head. "No I can't do that."

I look back through my closet and spot a dress I've never wore before. Pulling it out of my closet I hold it up to my body in front of my mirror. It's perfect. Running into the bathroom I strip myself of my clothing and hop into the shower. Turning the water to the right temperature I wash my hair and body while I daydream about how this date will go. I'm so nervous.

Turning the water off I quick dry myself and pull on my dress. Grabbing the hair dryer I dry my hair and allow it to fall over my shoulders, in its natural curly form. Applying some eyeshade and mascara I put on a light shade of gloss on my lips.

Looking through my jewelry I decide on a silver, heart shaped necklace and a matching silver bracelet. I slide my feet into delicate, black heels and take a look at myself in the mirror. My dress is black and hugs my curves perfectly. Ending just above the knee it shows off my toned legs. The top dives down just enough cleavage for Mac eyes, the rest left to his imagination. As I'm looking at myself I can't help but wonder what Mac will think. It's true that for a few years now I have been wondering what it would be like to date him, but wouldn't even dare think about asking him.

I smile into the mirror and then frown. "What am I thinking? This whole thing is ridiculous." I look at myself sadly and go to reach for my phone. "I'll just call and tell him I forgot about other plans I had."

As I am about to dial his number there is a knock at my door. It's too late, he is here. My heart beating double time I walk hesitantly to the door and slowly open it.

Gasping I'm in shock at what I see. Mac is standing there holding a single white rose, in a black suit he must have just bought for this occasion.

I feel a blush creep to my cheeks. "Hi Mac." I offer him with a smile, since he hasn't said a word since I opened the door.

"Hey Stella." He smiles as I watch his eyes wonder my body. "You look gorgeous."

I blush some more and smile. "Thank you. You look very handsome yourself." I smile.

Mac smirks and then holds the flower up to me. "This is for you."

I smile and take the flower for him. "It's beautiful thank you Mac." I grin at him. "Let me go put this in a vase really quick." I run into the kitchen and quickly put the flower in a vase of water and them run back to Mac. "Okay. So where are we going?" I ask as I grab my coat.

"It's a secret." He replies as he helps me into my coat, his fingertips gently grazing my arm, making shivers run up my spine. Mac takes offers me his arm like the gentlemen he is and leads me out to his car. Opening the door for me I get in and wait for him to come around.

As we are driving I can feel my heart beating in my chest. Thoughts and questions swirling around in my head. Finally I can't take it anymore and I ask him the question that has been bugging me since he had left my office this morning.

"Why did you say yes?" The look I receive from his tells me that I have caught him off guard. He seems to think this over in his head and I wait, fingers twirling around themselves, my body racked in nerves. I guess now was the time to just admit to myself that I was truly in love with Mac Taylor. I would be lying to myself if I said I didn't have feelings for him. Everything about him sends my heart into a flutter, his smile, his voice, when his arm brushes mine, or the way we flirt just a little too much.

"I'm not sure why I said yes." Mac finally answers snapping myself out of my trance. "Ask me again when the night is through." He smirks and I feel my heart miss a beat.

As the drive continues Mac suddenly reaches over me to open the compartment in front of me. His hand brushes against my thigh as he reaches into the drawer. The touch sends my body in a frenzy and I have to remind myself to breathe. Pulling back he brushes me again and I grip the door handle to keep from moaning.

The light turns red ahead of us and Mac stops the car. Just as suddenly as his moment before Mac suddenly is reaching over me again, only this time to tie a blindfold around my eyes. "Mac?" I asked in wonder, slightly amused and definitely turned on.

"Just go with it Stella… it was Lindsey's idea." I laugh at that and enjoy the sound of Mac's laughter.

I feel the car stop once more and hear Mac get out. Waiting nervously I listen to the my door opening. Mac places his hand on mine and tells me to get out, helping me and making sure I don't hit my head.

"Just follow me." Mac says and I nod my head. His one hand rests around my waist, the other at his side. Walking blindly I let Mac lead me and million thoughts rushing through my head.

Hearing soft jazz music I smile. "Where are we Mac?"

"Look for yourself."

I reach up and remove my blindfold, instantly I am amazing and my jaw drops open. Before me is a table set for two, romantic flowers and drapes hang around us. Stepping forward I realize that we are out on a balcony overlooking the lake.

"Oh Mac. It's beautiful. You didn't have to do all this!" I say astonished, turning to look at him.

"I know, but Lindsey told me that if I didn't make this night worth remembering she would kick my ass." He smirks and I smile, a little sad that this night only came to be because of Lindsey. However Mac isn't done speaking and his next words floor me. "Plus, you deserve this Stella. You are the most hardworking and dedicated women I have ever met. I never see you doing things for yourself so I figured I would." His shy smile leaves me breathless.

"Thank you Mac." I lean forward and kiss his cheek lightly, wanting so badly to just kiss his lips, but knowing it could ruin our friendship if he doesn't feel the same.

"Your welcome." Mac says clearly embarrassed. He walks me over to the table and like a gentleman pulls the chair out for me to sit. He sits in front of me and I smile at him. "I made a Greek dish. I hope you like it."

I look at my food and grin. It's my favorite dish of all time. "You remembered?" I ask grinning.

"Yeah. You told me once before your favorite dish." My smile is as big as my face.

"Thank you again Mac… for everything."

We both dig in and talk about work and other things both enjoying the company of each other.


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