As Steve stepped into the room Dallas and I pulled apart, I looked away blushing while Dallas simply asked, "What?" How could he be so smooth? Practice with other girls? Was I really thinking about this?

"Soda, Two Bit, and I are going to look for a bar to hang out with till the cooncert tonight at eleven. Y'all coming?" Steve scratched his neck as if he was uncomfortable walking in on us kissing.

Dallas looked at me a sly grin on his face. I gave him the WHAT? look and he turned back to Steve, "Nah that's okay I have somewhere I want to take Cal." When both Steve and I gave him a What-the-hell look he rolled his eyes, "Not like that so y'all quit. Tell Two I'll take good care of his cousin, she's in good hands." Dallas stuck a hand around my waist.

"Well that's arguable." Two Bit said appearing at the door. "But I won't worry because if you do anything to her all of thgang including myself will kick your ass after she already has. You have to remember that she is one girl who can take care of herself." Two winked at me.

"I won't argue that." Dallas commented. With a good bye the three guys disappeared out the door. "So get ready, jeans and a tee shirt. Wear sneakers though, with socks. I'll be back in thirty minutes for you." He started to leave.

"Wait, you still haven't told me where we're going!"

He paused and looked at me, "I told you it was a surprise right?"

"No."

"It's a surprise."

"Dal, that doesn't answer my question!"

"Exactly." He walked out and I grumbled.

In thirty minutes I managed to add mouse to my hair so that it curled in perfect loose curls. I added light make up to my featured. Over my head went a plain tight fitting low cut tee shirt and over my bottom half when tight dark jeans, not skinny jeans normal jeans. You know how those fit when they're tight. I slid in neon purple socks and then my black sneakers. I sprayed some perfume on right as Dallas opened the door with my key.

"Ready doll?"

"I'm not a toy, don't call me doll."

"Are you ready hunny?" Dallas asked improvising.

"Hunny is gross." I wrinkled my nose.

"Darling I think we should leave."

"Are you going to break out singing "Oh my darlin' oh my darlin' Clementine!" if not then don't use that either."

"Blessing, please stop this game it's getting annoying." Dallas said his eyes were smiling while he kept a straight face.

"Blessing?"

"What is your complaint there?"

"Why Blessing?" I walked towards him.

I was right in front of him before he answered, "Well there has to be a reason you came into my life...right?"

There was a silence. I wasn't sure what I should say. So I reached up on my tippy toes and kissed him softly. "Right. Now let's go."

He took my hand and we walked out. "Two Bit left me the truck so hop in."

In my fantasy Dallas would have followed that sweet comment up by sweetly opening my door. But, he didn't I was expected to open my own door. Not that I can complain. I jumped in and slid over to the middle. "Now if I can't call you doll, hunny, darling, or blessing then what can I call you?"

As he started the truck I shrugged, "You can call me dear occasionally. Babe, maybe baby if I'm in a good mood." I answered smiling. "But if you pull any stupid pet name like hunny again I will come back with something just as bad. You have been warned."

He nodded, "Okay I've been warned."

He drove in comfortable silence to a big building. There were lots of cars in the parking lot. "A buddy of mine owns this." He told me as we walked in the chilly air. "His name is Randy, he's been bugging me bout checking it out. It's like a big cafe that plays good music and good food. Or that's what he says." Dallas shrugged.

We reached the door and he held it open for me! I looked at him my mouth open. "Did you just hold the door open for me?:

"Oh shut up." He said playfully.

Inside it was dark with multi colored lights flashing over the room. There were tons of tables with conversations going on and music blaring. It was like a bowling alley around ten thirty on a Saturday, replacing the bowling lanes with tables. Dallas took my hand and led me over to the counter where a greasy girl smiled at him. "How can I help ya?" She asked over the music her lips covered in red red lipstick over her horse like teeth.

"Can I talk to Randy?" Dallas asked.

"Yeah you sure can. Lemme go get him." She moved in a way that made her hips swing towards a room behind the counter. If I had my guess it was probably much lighter and quieter in there.

"It's loud!" I commented to Dallas.

"I know." He responded squeezing my hand softly.

When Randy came back he was a tall lanky white guy with dark black hair and blue eyes that had a criminal look to them. He had a tatoo of an ''X'' at the corner of his left eye. "Dallas! Hey man! Whose the pretty lady? So I'm assuming you want an up stairs table?"

Dallas nodded and we were lead up two flights of stairs to a doorway in which Randy opened and led us in. In here it was quiet with the music more of a background sound. There was only two booths, the circular kind that hold like eight people. Three of four walls were a romantic dark red color while the fourth one was a glass so that we could peer out at the people on lower levels. Up here it was much nicer.

Randy clapped Dallas on the back. "Man, she is a catch! Unless she's your sister. She's not your sister is she?"

"No. I'm his girlfriend." I answered. His girlfriend, I felt goosebumps on my skin and butterflies in my stomach.

"Wow. Now why would a nice girl like you want this guy?" He asked grinning.

"I think I'm a bit crazy." I said jokingly.

"Well I'm Randy, I met this crazy guy in New York. We ran around with the same ga-" He paused swallowing his words. "Same crowd. What's your name?"

I shook his hand with my firm grip. "I'm Calloway. We met through my cousin, Two Bit."

Randy laughed. "Damn, Two Bit's your cousin?"

"Yes sir."

"Good God poor girl." he winked. "Well what can I get y'all to drink."

"I just want a Dr. Pepper." I answered. I love Dr. Pepper. It is my poison!

"Gimme a Corona." Dallas answered sitting down.

"Alright, will you be needing menus?"

"How bout you just surprise us?" I asked grinning.

"I knew I liked her." Randy answered.

As he left Dallas turned to me shaking his head. "Explain to me how you do that."

"Do what?" I asked innocently.

"How do you get along with everybody?"

"Because I have to so I just turn my charisma on." I answered shrugging.

We had light conversation and I learned a lot about his likes an dislikes and he learned mine. By the time our food came we started talking about the concert. I found out he wasn't crazy about Lifehouse but thought some of their songs were good while I told him that I absoultly loved them with my whole heart. "I could tell by the scene in the living room."

"Oh where you sang, and we danced?"

"Yes."

"That was unusual behavior for you."

Dallas shrugged. "Did you enjoy it though?" He raised his eyebrows. I nodded, "Then I accomplished my task."

"I enjoyed dancing with you." I whispered.

"I enjoyed dancing with you too Cal."

We finished our food, which turned out to be steaks cooked medium well. I like my steak to still be at least a little pink because well done steak is just icky. We were sitting there when Lifehouse came on. It started with Whatever It Takes, I gasped.

Dallas slid out and offered his hand. "Let's dance."

He pulled me in and I laced my fingers at the nape of his neck and his hands rested on the small of my back. We had eye contact. "I adore this song." He nodded knowingly. His lips rested on mine.

"I'll do whatever it takes to keep us together babe." He whispered.

"I know. Me too." I rested my head on his chest.

That song ended and another Lifehouse came on. This one was First Time. It doesn't really have a slow dance way to it but we contiued to an invisible beat lost in each other's eyes. "Calloway, I love you."

"Dallas, I love you too."