Hello you guys, thank you for all your kind words. I am glad I am not alone invested in this couple and I have my fingers crossed for the future. Here comes the next part and I hope you enjoy.

After what feels like an eternity Jim finally finds a spot to park his bike on Olympic Drive and now has to sprint to the pier if he doesn't want to be late for his date. He decides on a light jog, so it looks as if he hurried but he doesn't arrive completely out of breath and they can enjoy the little stroll down the pier to Marisol. When he nears the lit gate, he spots Kira immediately. She is alone and wearing a beautiful red wrap dress. She is playing with the strap of her purse and doesn't notice Jim approaching until he is directly at her side.

He leans in for a quick kiss on the cheek and whispers "Waiting for me?" in her ear. She spins in his arms and punches him playfully in the arm. "You are late!" While rubbing his arm he mumbles "Why is everyone hitting me today?" under his breath and puts on his most charming smile.

"Sorry, couldn't find a parking spot and I thought you would have company. Where are your friends?"

"They will join us after dinner for drinks at Rusty's. I figured we couldn't change the reservation at such short notice. Are you really okay with meeting them?" She looks at him with that little hint of sadness and insecurity in her eyes and Jim knows he would do anything for her. He just has that protector instinct, that sometimes gets him into trouble. He grabs her hand and softly pulls her with him in the direction of the restaurant. "No problem at all. So, what do I need to know about your friends?" She ignores his question and they quickly fall into an easy banter Jim loves to have with all his friends. Even over their dinner the conversation stays light, but he has to admit to himself: he is really nervous about meeting her friends. She remains tight lipped though and just grabs his hand after he paid and drags him along with her and into Rustys.

As luck would have it: its salsa night and the music, and the rhythm has brought in a huge crowd. Jim is a little blindsided by the music and all the people that he just lets himself be dragged around by Kira. They stop at the bar to get their first round of drinks and she takes out her phone to call her friends. He can barely hear the conversation but from the little he got they aren't coming. Kiras beautiful smile falters and turns into a small frown, which irritates Jim.

"Something wrong?"

"I don't know. Chris is too beat from work today, so they decided to stay in. I guess you will meet them another time then. I really wanted you to meet them." She plays again with the strap of her purse and looks so damn insecure that it breaks his heart.

"We still can dance…" he smiles at her and offers his hand. And so, these two enjoy a night of dancing together. Jim even ignores that he is supposed to help Luca with some repairs around the house and being hungover and tired is probably not the smartest way to be when working with tools.

The next morning Jim gets woken up by people stomping through the house. His head hurts just a little but the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting over from the kitchen helps. He quickly gets ready for the day ahead and shuffles into the kitchen.

"Morning sleepy head, long night?" he hears from the counter and whirls around just a tad to quick. He has to grab onto the next stool to steady himself.

"You are way to awake for this time of day." And he smiles the one smile he seems to have reserved for Chris. "Nope, just had more coffee than you and we decided on a quiet night in instead of hard partying. How were her friends? Or did you scare them away with your dimples?"

"I don't know they kind of didn't show up. Which was weird but we had a fun night anyway." After that Luca interrupts and the trio gets to work. Jim guesses they wouldn't be making any progress if not for Chris' knowledge.

When they are finished and all nursing a cold beer Luca of all people turns the subject back to last night.

"Hey Street, now tell me how was the night and when can we meet that Karen chick of yours?"

"The night was awesome, we had a quiet dinner and then went salsa dancing. She was a little sad that her friends blew us off but apparently one of them was too beat after work. Oh, and before I forget her name isn't really Karen. She just uses that online to weed out the crazies. And you are not going to meet her for a long time. She thinks I am only a patrol officer. Should clear that up first." He finishes and continues to drink his beer.

After a long break of silence Chris asks: "And her real name is?"

"Kira."