A/N: So how did you like the first chapter, yep, I know, stinks right? Yeah, maybe I should explain why I am writing something I never thought I would write. My dream. Yes, I dreamed all this but some details have been changed or added to poof the story. So I guess I should know everything that happens in the story accept for the fact that I have taken many unexpected turns through the story and I am really concidering changing the ending. And about writing about dreams, don't be scared, I do that a lot! Accept I never put them up for other people to read sweatdrop. Okay, anyways, here's the next chapter! Have fun!

Over the next few weeks Jack and I went on many more dates and I learned so much about him. He no longer was acting like a total pervert as he had when I first met him. I left him on a beautiful night after the most romantic dinner.

"Well, I guess it's been another wonderful night," I said, biting my lip. He leaned in to kiss me and I accepted it. Jack started to kiss me passionately, with a hunger as he started to feel his way around me to the doorknob. He opened the door still kissing, and led me inside.

"Wait," I tried to say, taking my lips away from his though he kept going, "wait, oh, oh..." I shoved him away. He got the pint that I wasn't going to sleep with him, at least not that night. A bit disappointed, he shut the door behind him and drove off in his black Mercedes. I slammed my head against the wall over, and over again.

"Why," I asked myself.

"Because you love him," I answered my question, "and you won't end the relationship that quickly."

I knew that if I gave him what he wanted, then I would just be another notch on his wall, another trophy on his shelf. I've let my guard down with other guys but I could never see a serious relationship with them. And what was scaring me was that I could see one with Jack.

The phone rang and I jumped. I ran to it, thinking it was Jack when i said,

"Hello Jacky-poo," and I heard a silence, "Hell-" I started to ask when one of my friends LaShonda spoke up.

"Aw, hell no Rachel, Jack Brunstone? Since when have you been hittin' that?" she went off. I blushed until my face turned into a tomato.

"Since the festival," I answered.

"Is he there? Wait, you thought he called you so-you haven't slept with his playin' ass yet? Damn girl, you smarter than I thought," she started to laugh and so did I.

"You know if you were here right now I would have hit you with a pillow by now." I had a pleasant talk with my friends and found out college was great.

"I can't believe you passed it up," LaShonda kept saying about me not going to college.

"Yeah, I know, but I got to go, I'm getting tired."

"Aw," I heard my friends say.

"Well, when you do sleep with him, tell us his size won't you? Hook a sister up," LaShonda laughed.

"You little pervert," I laughed, "Well, see you later."

"Bye," I heard them say as I hung up.

I started to make my way towards the shower when the phone rang again. I rolled my eyes thinking my friends had forgotten to share some juicy tidbit about college. I picked up to find it was Jack.

"Jack! How are you," I asked.

"I was wondering if you would meet me at LeFoe's restaurant tomorrow at eight," Jack asked me, a bit shyly which surprised me.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I smiled.

"Great, I'll reserve a table under my name and I should be there by 8:15, I'll have to make a quick errand."

"Sure, sounds fine." I said.

"Great. Well, I'll see you there," Jack said.

"Bye," I said and hung up.

"I love you so much," Jack said to the dial tone.

I tried writing an article for the magazine I worked for that next day but all I could do was doodle his name. I felt like a schoolgirl with a little crush. But this was much more, so much more. An hour before the date I picked out a halter black dress and diamond earrings. When I arrived at the restaurant, they showed me to their best table on the porch. I looked up at a clear sky with a full moon and twinkling stars next to the roaring beach side.

"Madam?" the waiter asked as I came out of a trance.

"Huh?" I asked.

"I said that monsieur Brunstone has asked that you order anything you want. So would you like anything right now?"

"No, thank you. I think I'll wait until he arrives." I said.

"Yes madam." The waiter said and I turned to look at the beautiful moon.