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The next day they work normally together. Still neither of them talks about the theme. But he thinks about it every second. How close her face had been, how her eyes had shined, how warm she'd been, how beautiful. He thought he was going to fall down the next moment. Would she really have done it? Did she feel the same as he? Or had it been only this coincidence again, where he had only imagined this special attraction, also from her side?

No. He knows that that isn't true. She had moved her head too far to his for that. Her lips had been too close for that, to be a coincidence. Only his nose had stopped it. Stupid nose. Stupid Marc.

He had been to the doctor this morning. His nose was a bit broken. He already suspected that. When he had looked in the mirror at home, his nose back had been swollen and red. Today he walks with a big white band aid on it all day. Everyone asks him what happened. Eric, of course, couldn't keep his comment inside. "Is that band aid the new fashion or what have you done to get yourself into a fight?"

But Ryan says that he made an unfortunate fall on the edge of his table. If Calleigh is next to him when he says that, she smiles at him, much saying, but still painfully affected.

Inside, he wanted to get it back, what they'd missed yesterday. Inside, he wanted to ask her out on a date. Inside he wanted her…

"Ryan?"
"Yeah?"

It is Calleigh. He stands alone for the many evidence that lays on the table in front of him. She stands in the doorstep and looks at him observantly. By the look of her his heart starts to beat faster again. He just can't stop it.

"Do you have a moment?"

"Sure." Ryan says unsure. Was she going to say something about yesterday? He is tensed, and scared at the same time, for what she is going to tell him. She smiles at him, throws her hair backwards over her shoulder with a swing of her head. "Do you have plans for tonight?"

For a moment he stares. Silent. He only hears his own heartbeat. Would it be…was she going to…would she really? He coughs, closes his eyes for a moment, opens them again and looks into her bright, green eyes, which are observing him.

"No, to be honest, I don't." His voice sounds harsh.

Calleigh laughs and crosses her arms in front of her chest. She is so beautiful in this moment, that Ryan nearly died.

"Good. How about we go do something? Go for dinner for example?"

Ryan forgets to breathe for a moment. Is she serious? Apparently. He can hardly seize his luck, and says: "Yes." When he said it, he felt that he had to say something else, or else he sounds so rude, like he didn't really want to.

"I'd love to." He says and smiles at her. She answers: "Okay. Good. You want me to pick you up? Around a quarter to eight?" He only nods quickly as a reply, grinning from one ear to another. He doesn't care about his heart rate right now. Also the fact that he is going red as a tomato. He feels so good. Great, no, fantastic! He feels like the happiest man in the world.

It's true; Ryan Wolfe and Calleigh Duquesne have a date.