It's been a few days since I've been on…

Jesse's POV:

We didn't see Paul any more that month. Meanwhile, Susannah and I were rather busy on our own. It was my birthday, and Susannah did something for me. Something I'll never forget…

Suze's POV:

Two days before his birthday, I started my plan. I called CeeCee up, and we went shopping (bleh!) for a purple dress that was about four inches above my knees that CeeCee said made me look "super sexy." I wasn't exactly looking for sex appeal, but…hey, it would work.

After the dress, we went for shoes. I hate shopping.

We were able to find a fabulous pair for a decent price that I wouldn't break my ankle in. Then, we went out for the cake, as I am not very good at all when it comes to baking myself. Did I mention that I hate shopping?

By the time I got home, I was exhausted. I had left the cake at CeeCee's so that Jesse wouldn't see it and figure it out.

"Hey," I said when I saw Jesse. I sank down on the bed.

"Hey," Jesse said, smiling. "Are you okay? Where have you been?"

"Out. With CeeCee. We went shopping."

"You hate shopping." You got that right, babe.

"Yeah, well, CeeCee wanted to go."

"Uh-huh." Jesse didn't look as if he believed me but he didn't question any further.

Two days later

"You sure I look okay, Cee?"

"Okay? No way."

"Really? What's wrong?"

"Hon, you don't just look okay. You look fabulous."

"Oh," I said, embarrassed. Now that I think about it, I did look pretty hot.

But no one looked hotter than Jesse when he came home from class. He was really surprised. He looks really good when he is surprised. In fact, he looks good when he is anything.

I had decorated the entire apartment with confetti and signs that said, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESSE!" I had turned out all the lights and placed the cake in the center of the table, and lit all the candles, so that that was the only light.

"Querida…you didn't have to do this…" This made me worried.

"Well, don't you like it?"

"…but I'm glad you did." He pulled me into this huge hug that eventually turned into this wonderful kiss. I couldn't help it. I tore off his shirt. I was itching to get under there to his perfect abs.

Unfortunately, the kiss eventually ended. By then half of Jesse's clothes were off, and I have a feeling mine would have been, too, had I not been wearing that stupid dress. Anyway, it was all good again when Jesse said, "You look beautiful, Susannah. Now, let's have some cake." He blew out the candles and offered me a piece, which I gladly accepted. I was pretty hungry. It had been all I could do not to wipe all the frosting off the cake with my finger when I had been putting it out on the table. After we finished the cake, I said to Jesse, "That's not all."

"That's not all what, querida?"

"I mean, your evening isn't over yet." I buttoned his shirt back up, and I handed him a napkin. "We," I said, excitement building in my voice. "Are going dancing."

He looked at me. Now he was really surprised. "Really, querida? You know how much I love to dance. I was practically born knowing how to salsa. Of course I will go with you." In fact, I was hoping he would drive me, too, because I wasn't 100 sure where this place was. When I told him this, he laughed. "Of course, querida."

So that's how we ended up going dancing on a Friday afternoon.

Jesse's POV:

She didn't have to do it for me, she really didn't. But she did, out of the kindness of her heart.

Anyway, we were leaving the dance club, where I had just taught Susannah about 5 different dances, when I heard my friend John calling to me. "Hey, man! We're going over to Laura's to hang out for a little while. Wanna come?"

I hesitated. I knew this party would probably involve alcohol. I also knew that I would have to drive Susannah home. But in the end, I ended up going anyway. With Susannah. I guess from some perspectives, it was really fun, and it was a good thing that we went. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed myself. Too much, almost. But then, others may say it wasn't such a good idea. This is the opinion I hold.

Suze's POV:

We went to this Laura girl's house. I was really interested, because I had never been to any of Jesse's friend's parties. I had also never had a drink. This was something I really wanted to try.

When we got there, we hung out a lot. Mostly, we talked to some of Jesse's friends and watched people get wasted, while we did, too. I had had about 5 bottles of beer and counting, and I was completely delusional. I could tell Jesse was, too. Heck, we all were. But that night, when Jesse and I finally went home—we walked. Laura's house, incidentally, was only about a half a mile from our apartment, and even in is not-so-sober self, Jesse refused to start the car, even. So we walked.

That night, a lot of things happened. I was, after all, 20, but whatever. My mom would have never liked it.

Although, I can't say I regretted it. That was the best damn night of my life.

And if I were going to lose my virginity to someone, I was glad it was Jesse. That is all I have to say. Too bad Paul had to come along the next day and ruin it all. Again.

A/N: Since this thing is only PG-13, I didn't go into any details. Yeah, I didn't really want to. But that's okay, everyone gets an idea of things… And you all know that Jesse would have never, ever done that if he had been sober. He's really gonna be hard on himself…