Holly had had a difficult time getting to sleep after her night out with Jude. Surprisingly Lizzie hasn't grilled her for information though suspected that day some friendly interrogation might ensue.

For a moment as she awoke Holly had to contemplate what was real, though as engrained the feeling of his soft lips against hers and his trim beard grazing her bear cheek she knew she hadn't been dreaming.

Holly smiled to herself as she laid in bed and brought her fingers subconsciously to her lips. She had made out with Jude and as much as her brain was attempting to search for something to be a buzzkill about it didn't work. Holly was on cloud nine.

It's been so long since I've kissed someone like that, she acknowledged in her mind. The only anxious thought plaguing her mind was how much she liked Jude so soon.

As Holly got out of bed and prepared for the day she couldn't help but glance over at his house as she had multiple times the night before. Having Jude right next door intensified all of her new feelings for him.

With a sigh she made her way downstairs and immediately smelled the mouthwatering scent of bacon.

"Good morning!" Lizzie welcomed as she whisked around the kitchen in her pajamas.

"Good morning." Holly smiled and Lizzie pulled out a chair at the small, rectangle kitchen table.

"Sit honey. Breakfast is almost ready." She plopped down a pot of freshly brewed coffee and a white mug with the Grateful Dead symbol on the side of it.

"Thank you." Holly shook her head as she poured herself a cup. "You didn't have to make me breakfast again. I feel spoiled."

Lizzie waved her hand as if it was no big deal. "So..."

Holly raised her eyebrows from behind the cup of coffee. When she failed to respond Lizzie snickered.

"So, how was your night with Jude?"

She felt her face blush and the heat intensify as she thought about the way Lizzie had worded it - how was your night with Jude? Immediately her mind went far further than what had actually happened and she tried to hide her mild embarrassment.

"Oh... good. He's so nice."

"Yes he is." Lizzie smiled and turned toward a pan on the stove and tipped it to pour a batch of scrambled eggs into a dish for the two of them.

"He showed me where a big music festival happens every October."

"That big, secluded open field?" Lizzie put extra emphasis on the word secluded making Holly finally laugh.

"We, uh, well... he kissed me," she confessed.

Lizzie's eyes lit up and she immediately brought the food to the table to get the details.

"And..."

Holly wasn't sure what else to say. "And then he dropped me off."

Lizzie poured herself a cup of coffee, took a sip and then waved her hand to encourage her to elaborate. "Are you not one for details?"

Holly smiled as she was dying to indulge in the moment to relive it. She could have overindulged and explained what his lips felt like, how butterflies rose in her stomach, how she had thought about what it would be like to kiss him all night only to find that reality had far surpassed her expectations.

It was a kiss, Holly reminded herself. Have I been out of the dating game for too long?

She decided to play it cool. "It was nice."

"Nice?"

"Good," Holly changed her wording but realized immediately that it was just as bland as the first adjective. "It was good."

Lizzie laughed and put her hand over Holly's on the table for a brief moment. "From the redness in your face I'd have to think it was more than that."

Holly knew she was completely see-through and couldn't help but feel the heat spread into her ears and neck. "I like him," she admitted.

"I could tell you did a little bit last night." Lizzie reached for a strip of bacon. "That's why I took off so early."

Holly smiled and helped herself to a plate. "I had a feeling..."

She shrugged. "Jude is a good man. He needs a good woman."

"How come he hasn't settled down yet?" She suddenly realized it was a question with merit; however she couldn't be the least bit judgmental as she, too, hadn't gotten around to finding a husband.

"Ya know... I really don't know." Lizzie continued to munch on bacon strips. "I used to tease him all the time in his twenties." She raised her eyebrows. "I'm like a crazy aunt who he can't get away from."

Holly laughed. "He seems like he had plenty of interest if the crowd at the bar last night was any indication."

"Oh the women around here just adore him. And he's dated around, don't get me wrong, but..." Lizzie shrugged. "We'll have to get him a little tipsy one night and get him to open up."

The thought made Holly a bit uneasy but she also felt intrigued by the idea. "Could open a can of worms."

"You're right. We don't need him here crying on us," she joked.

Holly smiled but then quickly let it fade as a thought crossed her mind. She didn't want to ask but she felt compelled to. "He... does he date a lot of women? I mean is he-"

"He's not a dog if that's what you're asking."

"That's what I'm asking," she couldn't deny it and the two of them share a short flutter of laughter.

"No, Jude is one of the last good ones left I'm convinced," Lizzie went on. "A real gentleman."

Holly felt herself relax a bit and couldn't deny that she was happy to hear that there wasn't a side to Jude she was missing, or that she possibly misread him.

"Did you plan to see him again?"

Holly shrugged and realized there were no formalities. "I kind of assumed we probably would see each other."

Lizzie held up a finger and reached for her cell phone. Holly watched as her thumbs danced away on the screen and then she set it down on the table as Holly's phone chimed.

"Ah, the wonders of a group text. I guess technology isn't all bad." Lizzie grinned. "There's a fair going on today in the center of town.

Holly checked her phone and saw Lizzie's message that included both her and Jude. It read:

Headed to the fair today... Jude, are you in?

It was a simple message that, again, made Holly's heart stop. It was a feeling she had felt a lot in the past twenty-four hours that hadn't been present in her life for years and years. It was as if the feeling was reminding her that it existed after being dormant for so long.

When the phone went off again Holly immediately looked down to see Jude's response.

Already here. I'm next to sit in the dunk tank. It's not where it usually is so you'll have to find me.

"Ooo… fun!" Lizzie gushed. She looked at Holly. "You're next."

"Next for what?"

"Reply." She grinned, "Tell him..." Lizzie thought for a moment and then gave a devilish smile. "Tell him when you find him you'll be the one to get him wet."

Holly laughed out loud and shook her head. "I can't say that."

"Sure you can."

She shook her head again. "I can't."

"Too racy?" Lizzie continued to find amusement in her own words.

Holly traced her screen with her thumb and thought for a moment. She wanted to write something but didn't want to sound ridiculous.

"Better hurry. If he's going in the dunk tank he'll have to leave his phone."

She nodded as she thought and then simply wrote: We'll be looking for you.

Lizzie looked down when her phone sounded off and gave Holly a look that made them both laugh again. "Let's finish this breakfast and then go on the prowl."