Okay, so I'm about as old as the characters parents could be, maybe slightly younger, because they probably had them a little later in adulthood than I'm far off from them, but I figured, close enough to use MY childhood/youth music for Charlotte's mom's taste. At least the general timeline. I named songs and artists, if y'all wanna ever listen to any of it. I haven't/don't know if I'm making a Determined Soundtrack/Playlist.

Pretty Brown Eyes

Alright. It was one thing to lean into his kiss, reciprocate his embrace and shift herself into his lap. But, she didn't have to go off the way she did for their first kiss. Because, not only did Charlotte do these things, but she also rocked against him a little, which in turn, he took as an invitation to explore her with his big, strong hands.

She wasn't quite sure how awkward it must've been for Henry and Amelie to see them there when they left through the front door trying not to make any noise for the pair making out on the floor of the main hallway. But, she had to guess it was as bad as her realizing that they had to have seen them whenever they left, because the front door was right down that, very, hallway.

Eventually, she was the one who caught herself and ended the fun. Her head was spinning, nerves tingling and legs wobbling, but she found her senses and pulled herself together. Jasper was a pile of mush, except for the one thing, what, with her doing all that rocking against him. Ugh. Girl, a first kiss is supposed to be soft and sweet. You're not supposed to half grind the dude into the floor of your parents' house. She shivered thinking about his hands on her body, but it was time for that kiss to be put behind them.

"We can't be doing stuff like this," Charlotte said and helped him up. "I had a point before you did that and I don't even remember my middle name right now."

"The magic of love has rendered you temporarily futile…"

"No. The coursing of hormones has thrown off my equilibrium and it does not feel good."

He panicked. "But, it did though? The not good feeling is an afterthought, right?"

"You have to go and I need to lie down." He nodded and tried to give her a hug, but she placed her hands up to halt him and took a step back. "I'm serious." He nodded and left her, scratching his head and hoping that his stunt hadn't done the very thing that she was afraid of - ruined things between them.

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Morning meetups were awkward. Jasper brought her breakfast, she brought his and Henry's, but they didn't really say much to each other. Instead, she spoke to Henry about everything but Jasper and whenever Jasper did speak, she was weird about her reponses.

Work was atypical. While they generally spent most shifts around each other, she now felt like the store needed to be watched at all times, but if he came up, she took that time to go make scans in the Man Cave to be sure they hadn't missed any calls for help.

In addition to avoiding him big time, she told him that she looked into Amelie pretty deeply and couldn't find any reason that he couldn't "get back on track" with her.

"You'd find that reason in the mirror," Jasper said and she just rolled her eyes and walked away from him. Whenever he told her that things were weird at home and asked if he could crash, she politely asked Henry if it was okay if Jasper crashed at his, instead. Jasper was exasperated, or as Henry said, in an attempt to be funny, exJasperated. Jasper commented that would be the name of his next podcast, and she left them to that conversation to return to the store.

"So… She's really just moving on like it didn't happen?" Henry wondered. He'd waited outside for Jasper that night, because he figured that Charlotte would catch herself and kick him to the curb. But, he thought that by now, she would have talked to Jasper about it, fixed their friendship and outlined how it could never happen again.

"No. It's worst. She's moving on like it did happen and it was horrifying for her. She refuses to be alone with me and she hardly talks to me, now. I feel like I did something bad to her, but I thought she liked it. I thought she liked me."

"She liked it and she likes you. You know what this is really about? Self control. She doesn't trust herself to be alone with you, because she might wind up on your lap, in your arms again and she thinks she shouldn't be there. You gotta show her that she should be there."

"How would I do that without being the very creepo that both you and her have told me numerous times to not be?"

"I don't know. Maybe her family knows something that we don't? Something that could help us get her for you."

"Her parents never say much beyond salutations and asking about my day. But… Uncle Rox might help. He loves me and we're friends on social media. He lived with them for a while. He had to notice something useful."

Henry nodded, "There you go!"

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Jasper made an appointment with Uncle Roscoe at his new house, aka his wife's house, to set some wheels in motion for wooing Charlotte. The man was all too happy to help. "I LOVE love, Lil' Nephew," he told Jasper. "My niece sure can use some wooing. Does she still have an attitude about everything?"

"A huge tude… but I still love her. I find it endearing. She's polite with people she doesn't care about, so it's like… a compliment of sorts when you get that sass from her."

Uncle Roscoe nodded his head as he made some freshly squeezed juice. "Well, I had a secret weapon to soften her up when she was younger and I found out when I lived at their house that it still kinda worked, depending on the material."

"I must know!" Jasper said, making prayer hands. Roscoe slid a glass across the island to him and he luckily caught it in his palm. Uncle Rox is super kewl.

"You subscribe to her Spotify?" Roscoe asked.

"No. I don't believe that we share music tastes."

"Well, you better get used to it, because that's gon' be your bread and butter, Lil' Nephew. You see, Charlotte has a love for classic R&B, particularly the late 80's/early 90's. She loves all the boy groups that were popular when me and her moms grew up, because that's the type of stuff that her moms listened to when she was young. Now, most people stop experiencing new music as they get older. They have some nostalgia about their parents' music, which they pretend like they don't, like Charlotte be pretending. They have the stuff that was popular when they were growing up, that was their childhood music. And, mostly, by a certain point, they allow very little new music into their worlds. That's how my sister was. So, a lot of her music was stuff from the 80s and 90s, and Charlotte loves a lot of it, despite her pretenses."

"You… Think that me listening to 80's and 90's R&B boy groups will win over Charlotte?" Jasper asked confused, finally drinking his juice. "This juice is AMAZING!"

"That's that Roscoe's Tropical Trash right there. But, no. The listening is just the first step. You gotta know that music, Boi. You gotta learn it. You gotta know what to play and when. You can control Charlotte's little ass with the right song selection."

"That has to be made up," Jasper said, defeated.

Roscoe told him, "Try it out. If she gets mad, pull up "You Don't Have to Cry by Rene and Angela," and see if by the end of that song, she won't be a different woman. Matter of fact, before anything even happens in your day, just put on Rhythm of the Night by DeBarge and see if she don't have the cheeriest, happiest day."

Jasper cupped his cup in his fingers and stared at him. "I seriously can't tell if you're making up these songs and artists."

"Boi, here…" He opened his phone and said, "I'm gonna send you a link to Charlotte's Spotify. Check out them lists. She's got some of the music by the year and some by the decade, but it's all kinda R&B on it. She does like a few older than that, but her most frequent ones, I assure you are those 80s-90s ones, with the groups like Troop, New Edition, Boys II Men…"

"I know them!" Jasper cheered.

"Just… The songs I told you about. Use them, then get back to me when you ready to learn musical conditioning for Charlotte."

Uncle Roscoe used to be a vocal coach for a production studio that went ass end up in the 90s. He was also a musician, DJ, and club promoter. He was a bouncer at a jazz club, at a strip club, and at a popular night club. He still tried to make music sometimes. He played many instruments and he loved to sing. None of his efforts ever worked out fully. But, he still loved the music industry and he always had a good time with his niece, whenever a good song put her in a good mood. He knew what he was talking about, but Jasper might have to see for himself.

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Charlotte was about to go upstairs when she heard the opening notes of Rhythm of the Night and bounced towards it curiously. Jasper and Henry were sitting around, and Jasper's device was connected to the computer. "How do you know this song?" She wondered.

"Uncle Rox shared a DOPE playlist with me whenever I went over for juice. I can't stop listening to it."

"It's a good song. A good feel good song!" She cheered, excited. "I never would have thought you'd like this, though."

"I love a good feel good song," he said. She just nodded, smiling and chilled for a little longer, singing along with the song and dancing by herself. It was a little weird for Henry and Jasper to see, but Jasper immediately realized that Uncle Roscoe was right! The music made Charlotte different!

Now, she was heading to the store, but she was pulling up her own playlist, because she felt like dancing around as she cleaned up the store. Henry smiled at her on the camera and said, "This is an adorable version of Char,"

"She's always adorable," Jasper said, watching her, enthralled.

Charlotte was glad for the dance party of one. She had been so stressed about letting Jasper down, trying to be his friend, trying to avoid him, trying to forget his lips and hands - she had forgotten to just enjoy herself. How lucky was it that Uncle Roscoe put Jasper onto such great music? And Jasper LIKED it? That just made him more likeable! Ugh. She was gonna groan about it, but Never Knew Love Like This Before by Stephanie Mills came on and she was right back in the feel good zone.

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Charlotte had taken to starting her days with some feel good music, because everyday around Jasper was a struggle. She found that even when he said something frustratingly stupid, she still thought he was cute. Somehow, his ignorance was tolerable to her and even somewhat charming? She looked at him do something ridiculous and think - look at this cinnamon roll. Ugh! She hoped that whatever was going on was reversible. Until then, music therapy should do the daily trick. Today, she began her day with Square Biz by Teena Marie, which brought her mother in to jam with her for a little while and volunteer to do her hair while they hung out, singing and stuff. They didn't often, so that was a super plus of the day. She came out of the house in the highest spirits that she had been in, in weeks.

She had two braids with puffs at the end, with some charms braided in. She had worn some makeup. Her outfit was clutch. Honestly, she was slaying, and she felt amazing heading to the bakery. The guy at the bakery saw her and almost burned himself on the oven. She pretended not to see as she fought a smile. He quickly caught himself and got her order prepared. She said, "I'm in a really good mood, so I'll also take an assorted box of kolaches and donuts for my work. Surprise me with the flavors…"

They were both distracted by this music outside. Everybody in the bakery looked to see where it was coming from. "Is that Pretty Brown Eyes by Mint Condition?" Charlotte asked herself out loud, right before the doors opened and Jasper came in, singing the song.

"Pretty brown eyes, You know I see you. It's a disguise the way you treat me. You keep holding on to your thoughts of rejection. If you're with me you're secured…"

"What?" She asked herself, frozen in place at… whatever… this was. She loved that song. There was a whole ass band outside. "Uncle Roscoe…" She said, when she saw him and his friends playing Jasper's music. Henry was there, recording with his phone. She smiled at the clerk and pretended that they weren't there for her. She grabbed her order, forced a smile at her friends and tried to pass by. Henry took her order and Jasper continued to sing to her.

"You keep telling me that your time is always taken, But I keep seeing you out alone. Listen to love; Your heart is pounding with desire waiting to be unleashed…"

As he did, she tried not to blush and laugh. She walked out, and it was louder out there, with the band playing music, but Jasper's determined self was following her and singing, much like some kind of 90's music video. She couldn't help but be impressed and he was a pretty good singer too.

They'd really missed out, not letting him finish his songs during the musical curse. He danced around her, singing the lyrics and she couldn't help but bop to the music.

"Quit breakin' my heart

Breakin' my heart, yeah (pretty brown eyes, Uncle Roscoe was singing backup and playing his instrument)

Breakin' my heart, yeah

Breakin' my heart, sugar, yeah, yeah"

She LOVED this song! Whenever Jasper neared the end of his song, she was pretty much weak and he was so fine, and this took so much work and wasn't she WORTH this kind of trouble? Jasper sure thought so. Maybe he was worth a little trouble too. Maybe he was worth the risks she worried about. That high pitched, "Quit breaking my heart!" Was her sign. She grabbed him, pulled him to her and started kissing him. Henry cheered him on, and Uncle Roscoe returned a favor of calling out, "Get it, Lil' Nephew!"

Henry sniffled, "I'm so proud, right now."

Charlotte pulled back, laughed, shook her head and told Jasper, "You're crazy. Remember, when it sucks, you insisted on this. Now… You've got me."

He looked towards the band and yelled, "We did it, Uncle Rox! She's mine!"

She rolled her eyes, grabbed his hand and pulled him down the street. Henry stopped recording and looked at the band, "Ummm… Well… You gentlemen, and ladies have a good day." He caught up with his friends, holding the breakfast while they held hands and smiled at each other the whole time. "Feeling left out," Henry said.

"You'll pull through," Charlotte told him.

Jasper just laughed and gave her a kiss on the temple. "You are so pretty," he told her. Then, with a big smile, "I can't believe that I'm this lucky!"