"Today was fun," Jackie said as they arrived at her house.

"Yeah. Too much fun that we lost track of time," Randy replied as he looked as his watch.

"What time is it?" Jackie asked.

"It's already 7:30," he answered.

"That late? I thought it was only 6. Time sure flew by fast." Jackie opened the door and the smell of fried chicken and mash potatoes filled the room. "Ummm…my mom is making her famous fried chicken."

Randy licked his lips. "Good, I'm starving."

Just then Mrs.Gayda entered the room. "Good you two are back. Go freshen up for dinner."

"Let's go," Jackie said and led Randy to the restroom.

Randy rubbed his belly after he finished his meal. "That was some good fried chicken."

"You should know. You ate like ten pieces," Jackie remarked.

"Don't be rude Jackie. He's a guest," Mrs. Gayda scolded her lightly.

Randy smirked at her triumphantly. "See? I'm a guest."

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. So guest, I take it that you are going to help wash the dishes."

"It's okay honey. You two go and rest. I'll wash the dishes," Mrs.Gayda said.

"No mom. You do so much already. Let us help." Jackie glared at Randy.

He took the hint. "Yeah, we want to help."

"Okay, if you're sure.

"Yes, you go into the living room and sit down. We'll take over from here," Jackie assured her. As she watched her mom go into the living room, she turned to her "boyfriend." "Are you going to help or what?"

"What do you want me to do?" he asked her.

"I'll wash the dishes and you dry, deal?"

He nodded and they went into the kitchen.

"Who knew washing dishes could be so fun?" Jackie asked as she handed Randy a tall glass to dry.

"I guess it's more tolerable when you have someone to do it with," he said as he dried the glass and put it back to its rightful place.

"This has always been my dream. To be married and every night we would do the dishes together," she said dreamily.

"You go to be kidding." Randy raised his eyebrows at her fantasies.

"Nope. I just want a simple life where even the little things like washing the dishes or watching tv together can be romantic. And after he would wrap his arms around me like this." Jackie demonstrated her words by putting Randy's arms around her slender waist. "And he would tell me he love me. And then we'd…" By then, her face was only centimeters from his. As they were about to kiss, Jackie accidentally dropped the plate she was holding and the crash diverted her attention away from Randy. She bent down to pick up the broken pieces and accidentally cut her finger.

"Are you okay?" Randy asked worriedly as he bent down to check her bleeding finger.

"I'm fine," she responded and stood up.

"Let me get you a bandage," he offered.

"No! I mean no, that's okay," she replied hastily.

Randy was perplexed at her behavior. After they had almost…she was acting strangely. "Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," she lied. Truth was she could care less about her injury and more bothered by what she had almost done. How could she have almost kissed him? She didn't like him, did she? "I'm tired. I think I'm going to go to sleep now." She quickly went to her room hoping to avoid him, at least for tonight.

Randy knew something was wrong because it was not even 9 yet. He knew that she was trying to avoid him and he was determined to have a talk with her tomorrow.

Can you believe they almost kissed? What does this mean for their relationship and what does Randy have to say to her? R&R!