"Robert, dinner was really great. The food was great and all, but I'd better be going now."

"Fine, I'll take you home." Robert didn't seem to care. After the beginning of the date, it all sort of went downhill. Robert was puzzled. Dates with Nita were, well, usually more interesting. At least, he normally got in some action, a kiss or two maybe, but then, he didn't expect much more than this. Nita, a wizard. It was almost incomprehensible. Being what he was, he should have been able to sense it. Maybe it was a personnal blindspot of sorts. Either way, it didn't matter.

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Nita noticed Robert studying her while waiting for the check. It felt like his eyes were boring holes in her body. Now he was openly staring.

"Nice view, eh?" she said, elbowing him.

"Sure" he replied, and kept on staring. Weird. Most guys would blush, or at least say something intelligible that had meaning.

Maybe she was over reacting?

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After the check arrived, Robert shook himself out of his stupor.

"Nita, would you like to come over for some dessert or something?" he asked. Something being something other than food in his mind.

"I guess so…." She was uncertain of his motives, he was sure of it. Well, she had reason to be uncertain.

"I promise I'll be a perfect gentleman."

"Okay." Check paid, they went out to Robert's car, a silver Mustang. Nita had always liked the car. A few months ago, she'd caught herself thinking What would it be like to get Robert alone in that car? Well, now she had him alone in the car. Yep, she could go the whole damn way if she felt like it. What are you thinking Neets? These aren't normal thoughts for you!

Robert opened the car door for Nita. She slid inside as he went around the car and swung himself into the seat. Starting up the engine, he glanced over at her. She was perched on the edge of her seat. She was nervous. Good.

The whole ride to Robert's apartment was silent. The only sound was a heavy rain that had started moments after they left the parking lot. That, and the radio blaring NPR. Not exactly romantic.

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Robert opened the door to his apartment, and broke the silence that had existed since they'd left the restaurant.

"There's some ice cream in the freezer, why don't you go get it?" he asked Nita.

Relieved that there was something to do, Nita nodded and took off towards the kitchen. Standing in front of the freezer, she deliberated whether to get out the vanilla or the mint chocolate chip ice cream. She didn't hear Robert come up behind her, so when she turned around, she landed in his embrace. Nita's body molded to his form instantly, and then his lips pressed against hers in a fiercely passionate kiss. The ice cream fell to the floor as she grabbed the back of his neck and reapplied pressure to his lips with hers. His hands grabbed her waist, pulling her closer, asking for more. Her body agreed. Nita's treacherous mind wasn't so agreeing.

What am I doing? she asked herself. I don't even know who this guy is anymore. He can use the Speech as well as I can, better even, but that's nothing special. Lots of people use the Speech as a day to day language. Carmela does. Well, Carmela's not normal. What the heck, she thought, and threw her mind back into the kiss.

Robert was surprised at the intensity that Nita showed when he kissed her. Why am I so surprised? She's a Callahan. They throw themselves whole-heartedly into their lives. He pressed her up against the open freezer, and felt her shiver, though not from the cold. His hand had touched her bra. Wow, if she responds so well when I'm not even touching anything that important, I wonder how she responds to other things? His hand inched toward the clasp of her bra.

Nita gasped. Her mind was losing control. Robert touched her bra, and all thoughts of resisting any attempts on her virginity went out the window. Heck, at this rate, why not go the whole way? Mom didn't raise me to behave like this. She would not be proud of me if she saw this. She'd ground me for years for just going to Robert's apartment!

Robert was wearing her down. He could feel it in the way her hands suddenly moved from his neck to his chest. She pulled off his shirt, and pressed herself against him.

"Nita, that's not fair" he murmured. Pulling off her shirt, he got a good look at her torso. Not bad, for a bookworm.

She put her arms around him tightly and hung on tightly.

"Nita, it's still not fair." He pulled off her sports bra. Well, Robert, what did you expect her to wear? Lacy Victoria's Secrect? That's not Nita's style. "That's better."

He steered her out of the kitchen and into his bedroom. They pulled eachother onto the bed and their lips converged again. She forced his mouth open, and inserted her mouth. He stroked her body, never wanting to let go.

The minute his tongue touched her mouth, she felt something different. Of course Neets, it's only the second guy you've ever kissed. Yeah, but Ronan didn't feel like this! Ronan had a Power inside of him! Her mind argued like this while Robert slipped off her jeans. Almost automatically, she pulled off his jeans too.

This is it Neets. Mom, please don't choose to look in on me now.

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Nita sat up in bed, wondering what had just happened. We had sex. Something else had happened, she was sure of it. The question was, what was it really? Maybe the Manual has something on it she thought to herself. Nita eased herself out of bed, trying not to wake Robert.

"No Nita, don't go" he pleaded, looking at her with those limpid blue eyes.

"Robert, I have to go. It's Saturday. I have to go meet Kit…"

"Who's Kit?"

"He, um, works in Dad's shop occasionally, and I was supposed to help him file today."

"One more time…"

"Robert, the most I'll give you right now is a kiss. Anything else and I'll not be leaving for awhile."

"Then give me more, and never leave."

"No Robert. Good bye."

"Nita…" he yawned.

"Robert, I love you. Good bye." Nita hurried out of his apartment in only a pair of jeans and a sports bra. That was the best night of my life.

A/N i know, a bit off my standard. I don't normally write the whole, you know, descriptive romance scenes. I like to leave it up to your imagination, but I got bored, so I re-wrote the whole chapter that I've had written for about 2 weeks. Okay, please review! I'll give you, um, one of my t-shirts! (Just joking, but they're starting a stricter dress code at my school. No t-shirts, jeans, flip-flops, hoodies, tank tops, etc. Khakis, plain shirts with logos smaller than a half-dollar, no strips, shirts have to cover the top of pants when sitting, no shorts, it stinks! Hair has to be normal colored (no purple or blue dye) and no piercings anywhere but your ears. How are they going to enforce this? We have about2000 kids in the school! Argh! I live in jeans, t-shirts, and flip-flops. Are they trying to kill me?