A few days later Jordan joined Don and his co-workers at a pub close to the lab. It was later in the evening. Jordan had just finished up her classes and had gone straight there from the NYU campus. There were five of them sitting at a corner booth. Sheldon, Stella, and Danny had already been there with Don when Jordan had arrived. Don had introduced his co-workers to Jordan as a friend.

"So, Don said you're going to school to be an English Teacher?" Stella inquired then took a sip of her drink.

"Yeah, I feel like I'm never gonna finish." Jordan smirked. "I know now why kids go to college right out of high school; it's twice as stressful when you actually have bills to pay while going to school."

"But at least you're doing it," Danny commented.

"Yeah I just finally got the motivation."

They all talked for a while about various things. Don enjoyed seeing Jordan interact with his friends. His friends were the ones he was close to; he loved his family, but they were the ones who saw him from day to day and knew him better than anyone.

This night Don agreed to go over to her place for coffee. He wanted to be the one to take her home; he wanted to see her apartment, and not because he wanted to stay the night with her.

"I do have a paper to write tonight so it's not gonna be a late night," Jordan commented as she unlocked the door to her apartment in Little Italy.

Don had chuckled a little when they came into Little Italy. Jordan wasn't Italian, but she lived in the neighborhood full of Italians.

He looked around the small apartment when he went inside. There was a hallway on the left behind the kitchen that led back to the bedroom and bathroom. The kitchen had a small bar then opened up to the living room.

"This is really nice," Don told her as he slid his jacket off.

She took his jacket and hung it on the coat rack. "Nice? You mean small."

"Well, yeah it's small but it is nice."

"Why don't you have a seat? I'll make some coffee." Jordan went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee.

Don went to the living room and looked around at her different pictures and paintings. He picked up a picture and examined the people in it. "Are these your sisters, and your mom?"

"Huh?" Jordan walked over to him and looked at the picture. "Oh, yeah that was taken at my mom's birthday party last year."

"You guys look like quite the foursome."

"Oh, we are. It's quite entertaining when we all get together." She walked back to the kitchen. "Do you need any cream or sugar?"

Don smiled as he set the photo back on the shelf where he found it. "Yeah, both, please." He went to the bar and pulled out a stool to sit. "What's your paper that you have to write?"

"It's for my Shakespeare class. I have to read one of his plays and do a character analysis, and also interpret it into modern English."

"Wow."

"Yeah, I already read the play so, I just have to do the paper."

"What play did you choose?"

"I actually went for the 'old stand by' 'Romeo and Juliet'."

"Cause it's romantic?" he asked with a smile pulling at his lips.

"Actually, yeah. Have you ever read it? It's a great play. The romantic struggle two people have to go through to be together it's amazing. The deep love they have for each other."

"I'd say you have a bit of your character analysis done."

"Yeah, it's all up here," she pointed to her temple. "I just have to get it down on paper."

Don smiled at her for a while without a word.

"What?" she asked with a smile in return.

"Nothing, it's just you amaze me."

"I amaze you? How?"

"You just do. You're so smart and you make me laugh, and you're beautiful."

Her cheeks started to turn a bright pink. "I don't know about all that." She leaned down on the counter on her elbows.

"I'm serious." Don put his hand on her arm and rubbed it gently.

"You're too nice, you know."

He moved the hair away from her face and ran his fingers gently down her cheek. "I better go home, otherwise you're never gonna get that paper done," he said with a wink.

"You're right," she replied with a smile and stood up. "But you know what I'm hungry and I feel like pancakes."

"Pancakes?"

"Yeah, and I'd like some company if you want to stay."

He looked at his watch. "You want pancakes at nine o'clock at night?"

She looked at him and raised her eyebrows. "Yeah, and I make the best pancakes. You don't want to miss out on these trust me."

"Ok, but you're the one that has work to do so don't blame it on me if you don't get it done."

An hour later Don was almost asleep on the couch as Jordan was in a recliner across from him typing away on her computer. She had her hair pulled up and her reading glasses on. Their plates were on the bar and the rest of the dishes were scattered around the kitchen. He watched her for a while then let himself fall asleep.

Don woke up when he felt a hand touching the side of his face. He slowly opened his eyes and saw Jordan leaning over him.

"Hey, sleepy head, wake up."

He looked around for a second. "How long was I out?"

"A couple hours, long enough for me to get my paper done." She smiled at him and continued to rub his temple. She was sitting on the edge of the couch. "You can stay if you want."

He smiled and put his arm around her waist. "Stay where?" he smiled.

"Well I do have a nice comfortable bed in the other room."

He smirked. "You don't know how tempting that is, but I should go home."

She shook her head. "What's a girl gotta do?"

"What do you mean?" he asked and sat up a little.

"Nothing." Jordan leaned down and kissed him gently. She got up from the couch but Don pulled her back. "I thought you were leaving?"

"I probably should, but you…you just had to kiss me." He pulled her closer to him and kissed her passionately.

She pulled away. "You probably should go, sorry."

Don sat up completely. "You're right, I should."

Jordan got up from the couch and he followed her to the door. He pulled his jacket off of the coat rack and slipped it on. He stopped in the doorway next to her.

"What?" she asked with a confused look.

"Nothing," he shook his head and kissed her. "I'll see ya."