November 1st, 2003

Neela stood in front of Susan and the patient. She had tried to intubate him, but she had some troubles with it.

"He's just swollen." Susan said as she slid the tube in with ease.

"I couldn't see anything." Neela replied.

"It takes practice and patience." Susan smiled, "Why don't you find a case and present to me?"

"Certainly." Neela sad still staring at the patient.

"You never told me how that date went." Susan said. Neela smiled.

"It was wonderful." She said, "We had lunch together today."

"So...It's serious?" Susan asked.

"I think he wants to start something serious up." Neela said with a smile.

"Ask him. There's no harm in just asking." Susan said. Neela nodded.

"I'll go get a case." She walked out of the room. Okay, she needed to find a case that didn't involve anything projectile.

"Hey there." Michael walked up to her, "One more hour."

"I know." She snickered, "Listen...I need to ask you something."

"All right." Michael smiled.

"I know we've only been out twice, Michael, but were are we going with this? You seem to want it to go some where serious. I do too. Is this a relationship?" She blabbered. Michael couldn't help but to smile. She looked so worried.

"Neela, of course this is a relationship. Let's go out tonight and then I can call you my girlfriend if you want." He winked. Neela smiled brightly. That word sounded wonderful coming from his lips. She hoped she wasn't rushing anything.

* * *

The music was loud in the bar but it wasn't loud enough where you couldn't talked. Michael handed Neela her drink.

"Thank you." Neela smiled, "I hope I wasn't too forwards earlier."

"Not at all." Michaels aid, "I like you a lot, Neela." He reached over and took her hand.

"I'm glad." She said, "I like you a lot as well." Michael stood up.

"Let's dance." He said. Neela's eyes widened.

"N-no. It's all right." Neela said, "I can't dance."

"Sure you can." Michael pulled her to her feet, "I'll show you how."

"Michael..." Neela blushed even harder.

"Don't be a wuss." Michael pulled her to the dance floor. Neela looked at everyone around her. "Just feel the music."

"I'm not an idiot." Neela chuckled.

"I know that." Michael put his hands on her slender waist. Neela turned her large brown eyes up to his. Michael's breath ceased in his throat. She was utterly gorgeous.

"I think we need to start moving." Neela said as her hips began to move against his. Michaels wallowed hard, "Come on."

"Sure. Okay." Michael began to move with Neela. Soon, they got into a beautiful rhythm. Their bodies slid together perfectly. If Michael had no self-control at all, he would have been sporting a large erection right there. He was just concentrating on the music, "You already know how to dance."

"Yup." Neela laughed as she slid her arms around his neck. She pressed her body tight against his. Michael groaned.

"Careful there." Michael smiled.

"Sorry." Neela said with a soft chuckle. She didn't pull away though. "Why don't we head on out? I have ice cream back at my place."

"I like ice cream." Michael said.

"Come on." Neela whispered.

* * *

Michaels' heart was racing as he sat on Neela's couch. He was patiently waiting for her to return. She had changed into a pair of sweat pants and a baby tank top. It was such a simple outfit, but she looked great in it. Now she was getting them some ice cream.

"Here you go." Neela handed Michael the bowl and sat next to him.

"Thank you." He said.

"No problem. I should buy stock in Ben and Jerry's. I buy at least two pints every week." She giggled, as she looked her spoon.

"That might be a good idea." Michael said as he watched her. She looked so sweet and innocent licking the ice cream off of the spoon. She looked at him.

"What?" Neela asked.

"I'm trying to be a gentleman." He said. Neela chuckled as she put her bowl down.

"Sometimes, being a gentleman is more fun." She said. Michael smirked.

"Oh yeah?" He asked taking her hand in his. Michael pressed his lips to her hand. He kissed each fingertip softly. Neela's heart skipped a few beats. He kissed her wrist. Neela smiled as Michael kissed his way up her arm. She exhaled.

"Michael..." Neela whispered. His lips touched her shoulder. Her body shivered. Michael kissed her neck. God, her skin tasted so wonderful. It tasted like cinnamon and honey. He pulled away slightly to see that she had her eyes closed.

"Kiss me." He mumbled as he pulled her against his lips. Neela moaned feeling Michael's hand on the bare skin of her waist. Michael could feel that he was loosing control. Neela probably could feel it too. He pulled away. "We...We should stop."

"What?...Why?" Neela panted.

"I want...I don't want to go too fast with this. If I kiss you any more, I won't be able to control myself." He said.

"That's all right, Michael." Neela said. Michael chuckled.

"I want to wait. I want it to be special the first time I make love to you." He told her. Neela smiled softly and nodded.

"Michael, I think you're the most wonderful man I've ever met." She said.

"I'm not wonderful. I just want to do this right." He said.

"Trust me. You are." Neela whispered. Michael wrapped his arms around her and cuddled close. It was so hard to stop things before they got to the next level, but he had to. Their first time would be special.

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