..and if they were lucky, maybe, just maybe, they'd manage to have fun - together.



Neither of them wanted to be the first to speak, be the first to make a move - but they both knew if they stood there looking at each other it was going to be a long, silence filled night.or they might not be able to control their actions.

"Liz", Conner started..

"Conner", Liz managed at the same time.

"Ladies first."

"It's good to see you again, McDermott.it's been a long time."

"You sure you mean that Wakefield, or are you just being polite?"

"Maybe just a little of both.but mostly."

"Liz, Conner, over here.." Tia shouted from their table

"But mostly what, Elizabeth?"

"Nevermind.it wasn't really that important"

It's important to me, he thought as he watched her walk away.how he had wanted to touch her.his ears wanted to hear that she really was happy to see him.and his heart wanted to know that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

As she walked away, she didn't know whether she should feel relieved or not - she had escaped the piercing gaze of the most cocky, self-centered.NO! NO! NO! the most handsome man she'd ever known.she had been about to show her hand.and she couldn't do that.she had pride..and she'd hold on to it until at least tomorrow.