"So, what'd you think?" Bosco asked Kim as they were driving home from the restaurant. Tonight was the night they went out with Bobby and Treva.

"I think she's nice," she said. "What'd you think? I know you liked her looks," she said smugly, looking over at him and noticing his smirk and the sideways glance he gave her.

"I don't know what you're talking about," he feigned innocence.

"Uh huh. Seriously, what'd you think?" she asked again.

He thought for a moment, remembering the looks on Bobby's face as Treva did whatever she was doing to him under the table, and then replied with a smile and a chuckle, "I think she'll probably kill him." Kim slapped him in the arm and they both started to laugh. After a few minutes of quiet, Bosco said, "She reminded me of this girl I used to know, Nicole."

"In a good way, or a bad way?" Kim asked him, not knowing who Nicole was.

"Depends on your point of view. She was.... intense," Bosco replied, trying to pick his words carefully.

"How so?"

"Well, let's just say that if I was dating Nicole now, she'd probably kill me," he finished.

"Ahhh. I see. So, she was very outgoing?" Kim stated as a question.

Bosco nodded and completed the sentence, "And ingoing, and undergoing, and above-going, and car-going and parking lot-going and basketball game- going..." Kim interrupted him.

"Okay, okay. I get the picture!"

"Do you miss that?" she asked him, putting her hand on his leg. "'Cause I could probably do something about that," she continued, moving her hand higher on his thigh. She watched his facial expression change.

"Yeah. I'll bet you could, but I'm driving here," he said, reaching down and taking hold of her hand. "Besides, isn't Joey at your apartment with a babysitter? You don't want me walking through your door in that, uh.... condition, do you?" he asked, slightly squirming in his seat.

"Why, Maurice. I do believe you're blushing," Kim said as she moved her grip from his leg to his hand that was covering hers.

"We're home," he said, changing the subject. He pulled to the curb and turned off the motor. "You want me to bring the babysitter home?" he asked her as she almost soundlessly moved across the space between them and pressed her lips to his, parting his with her tongue.

He touched the side of her face and cradled her cheek in his hand, slowly and deeply returning her kiss. A moment later, they parted, out of breath. She looked him over and saw that he was in no condition to bring the babysitter home. "Um, I'll do it if I can use your car," she offered.

"Uh huh," he said, still caught in the passion of her kiss. They got out of the car and headed up the stairs to her apartment hand-in-hand. After another long passionate kiss, along with her touch, she put her key in the lock and opened the door. Bosco moved quickly through the room and down the hallway, nodding slightly to the sleepy teenager sitting on Kim's couch, "G'night," he said as he walked by. He could hear Kim chuckling as he made his way to her bedroom.

"You ready, Kayleigh?" Kim asked, as the girl got her coat and book bag. "Did he behave?" she asked about her son.

"Always, Ms. Zambrano. He's the best kid I baby-sit for," Kayleigh answered as they walked out the door. Kim looked back and saw Bosco standing at the entrance to the living room and she whispered, "Check on Joey. I'll be right back." Bosco nodded.

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Bosco turned to go and check to see that Joey was asleep and covered. He opened the door slowly, the light from the hallway falling across Joey's face. He walked in and pulled the blanket up around him and turned to go when he was stopped by Joey's voice.

"Daddy?" Joey said sleepily.

"No, champ. It's Bosco," he answered. Joey propped his head up on his pillow and looked at this new man in his mother's life. He and Kim had talked about Bosco. He'd given it some thought and decided that Bosco wasn't so bad. His Mom seemed really happy when she was with him and he was more than decent to him.

"Your Mom went to take Kayleigh home. She'll be back in a few minutes," Bosco whispered. "You okay?" Joey nodded.

"So, how's Uncle Bobby's new girlfriend?" Joey asked him, as Bosco came back over to cover him up again.

"She's nice," Bosco answered him. "Now go back to sleep or you're Mom'll have my head. You have a soccer game in the morning."

"'Kay. G'night," Joey said, almost back to sleep before he put his head back on the pillow.

"G'night, Joey," Bosco said, quietly pulling the door closed. He walked up the hallway to the living room and waited for Kim to return so that he could head home.

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Kim quietly opened the door and walked into the apartment to find Bosco sleeping on her couch, sitting up with his head against the back of the couch. She locked the door and hung her coat on the hook by the door. She looked at him for a moment, watching how peaceful his face was when he was sleeping. She walked through to the hallway and checked on Joey who was fast asleep.

She returned to the living room and walked over to where Bosco was sitting. She gently leaned over and kissed him. She felt him stir beneath her. He woke up and sat up.

"Sorry, must've dozed off," he said, trying to shake the sleep. He stood up and started to grab his coat. "I'll give you a call tomorrow. Tell Joey I said good luck in his game tomorrow morning," he said, leaning over to give her a kiss goodnight. Again, she deepened the kiss and she heard him groan as he kissed her back. "You're not making this easy tonight," he said when they had stopped to take a breath.

"Why don't you stay and go to the game with us in the morning? I'll make a big breakfast?" she offered.

"You sure? What will Joey say when he wakes up and I'm in your bed?" Bosco asked.

"I've already talked to him about us. He likes you. He knows I like you - a lot," she answered him and then began kissing him. "Besides, I don't think I could get to sleep tonight without a little, um..., time with you," she said, pulling him toward the hallway leading to her room.

"I think I'd have some trouble falling asleep after those kisses too," he said, letting her drag him into her bedroom.