January 15th, 2004

So tonight Sasha gave in and was going on a date with Bosco. She had her hair in curlers. She wasn't sure where they were going but if she showed cleavage, Bosco would be happy.

"Why are you going out with Boscorelli?" Monique sat at the kitchen table. "If I remember correctly, You complain about him a lot."

"I know, but he does have a heart deep deep down in there...somewhere." Sasha laughed. Monique rolled her eyes.

"I don't want to see you get hurt, Sissy." She said.

"I'm a grown woman and it's only Bosco." Sasha said, "It's not like I'm in love with him or I will ever get that way."

"I know how you get though, Sasha." Monique said hearing Deon screaming for her. "What are you wearing on this hot date?"

"My leather slacks and that red sparkly shirt I bought a few weeks ago." She said.
"The one with the plunging neck line?" Monique chuckled.

"Yeah." Sasha narrowed her eyes, "Your son is calling you."

"Yeah. Yeah." Monique chuckled as she got up, "Just be careful." Monique went to Deon's room. Sasha sighed softly. Careful? She had nothing to be careful about. She knew how to handle men like Boscorelli. The doorbell rang and Sasha's heart thumped in her chest. God, she felt like such an idiot. It was just Maurice Boscorelli. No big deal. But that kiss on New Years was a big deal.

"I'm a loser." Sasha chuckled going to her bedroom, "Mon, answer the door while I get dressed."

"Yes, Mother." Monique smiled. She walked to the door and opened it up. Bosco stood there dressed in jeans, t-shirt, and a leather jacket. Monique looked him up and down. Bosco cleared his throat.

"Is Monr- Sasha here?" He asked. Monique chuckled stepping aside.

"Monroe is getting ready. Sit down." She said. Bosco n odded and walked into the apartment. he looked around. It was more girlie than he thought it would be. Pictures of a little boy were everywhere. He assumed that was her nephew she ALWAYS talked about.

"Thanks." Bosco sat down. Why was he nervous?

"So, where are you taking my sister?" Monique asked.

"Um...Sky's Limit. It's a new dinner and dance place down town." He said, "I don't dance though."

"Sasha loves to dance." Monique pointed out.
"That's why I'm taking her there." He said. Monique smiled softly.
"Stop bugging him." Sasha said as she came into the living room. Bosco stared at her. Holy Christ. Was that Sasha? His eyes traveled up her leather bound legs, to the slender waist, and to her breasts that her red tank top was showing off. he quickly looked up at her. Her hair was in loose curls. Sasha laughed softly.
"Wow." Monique smiled and glanced at Bosco, "You can close your mouth." Bosco cleared his throat and looked away.

"Right. Sorry." he said. Sasha rolled her eyes.

"You ready to go?" She asked. Bosco nodded as he stood up.

"Yeah. We have reservations to make." He said putting his hand on the small of her back. She sighed happily. Monique arched her eyebrow.

"You two behave yourselves! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!!" She giggled. Sasha shot her a look as they stepped out of the apartment.

"I hope she didn't bug you." Sasha said. Bosco chuckled.

"She was looking out for her big sister." He said, "It's understandable."

"Why? I can't take care of myself?" She asked him.

"No, but when you look like that....She has a right to be protective." Bosco said.

"Look like what?" Sasha asked.
"Hot." he smirked walking outside. Hot. Bosco called her hot. God, She hated how she was letting her guard down with him. This shouldn't be happening.

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"God, this is delicious." Sasha groaned putting some more cheesecake into her mouth. Bosco chuckled.

"I judge a place on how good their cheesecake is." He said.

"Me too." She licked the fork. Bosco couldn't help to stare at her tongue going up and down the silverware. Bosco shifted in his seat.
"Do you like it here?" Bosco asked.

"Oh yes. Thanks for taking me here." Sasha looked around, "That dance floor looks nice." Bosco glanced behind him.

"I suppose." he said. Sasha grinned brightly.

"Come on. let's dance." She slid out of the booth.

"Oh I don't think so." He said, "I'll watch you."

"I don't want to dance by myself, dumb ass." Sasha chuckled taking his hand. He sighed and got out of the booth. "Don't be a wuss."

"I'm not a wuss." Bosco said as she pulled him onto the dance floor. "I'm warning you. I can't dance."

"I'm not asking for you to be Fred Astair." She said.
"Who?" Bosco asked. Sasha groaned.
"Never mind, Stupid." She said sliding her arms around his neck. Bosco's instinctively went around her waist. She smiled at him. "Thank you for taking me here." He smiled at her. She was the perfect height. not too short and not too tall.

"No problem. I've been wanting to try it out for some time." he said. Sasha pressed her body close to his. He sighed softly.

"Me too." She said, "We need to come back sometime."

"Need to save up for it first." Bosco chuckled. Sasha's fingers played with Bosco's hair. her thumb graced the skin on his neck. his body tingled.

"Yeah. I do know how much cops make." Sasha smiled. Bosco chuckled. Okay, dancing wasn't that bad. He had a beautiful dance partner. He watched her tongue snake out and wet her lips.

"Sasha, I'm going to kiss you." he said. She looked startled, but then smiled.

"All right." Sasha said softly. It was nice hearing him call her Sasha. Bosco leaned down and kissed her softly. The simple touch sent both of their heads soaring. Sasha's arms tightened around his neck.

This was exactly what Bosco needed. Bosco's hands caressed her back. Sasha groaned as she slid her tongue into his mouth. Why were their kisses this hot? It was like a drug. Passion built up between them. She could feel how much Bosco wanted her. She pulled her lips away. "People are staring."

"Don't move away from me or they're bound to stare more." Bosco said. Sasha laughed softly as she tightened her hold on him.

"I promise I won't." She whispered. Bosco smiled softly.

God, this woman was more than great. He always hated when the guys at work would be whistling and smiling after good dates with women, but Sasha...She was whistle worthy. Bosco didn't mind feeling like a love lorn teenager. Sasha was amazing. He chuckled to himself. he already felt like this for Sasha and he hadn't slept with her yet. They both were in for something.

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