Chapter 3- Date Night (Part 2)

A/N: Hello again, beautiful people! I've missed you guys. Thank you, thank you, thank you for all the kind reviews you don't know how much that made my day. I was beaming like an idiot after I read those. 3 If you want me to write something back here (which I would love to do) write R at the end of you review or if you have any suggestions I would love to hear them! Just PM me. This chapter is the part 2 of their date; I guess I should've said that last chapter. I debated posting it the way I originally wrote it, but I am taking a risk. Keep in mind that they both just got out of relationships. *sigh* But anyway, Enjoy! Here's the last of the previous chapter so you won't be confused: (Italics are Spencer's thoughts.)

"You wanna go to my place?"

Now I'm not so sure… I look at him with a confused expression. He chuckles.

"No, I'm not a pervert or anything, its just that its getting a little loud in here and I was thinking we could go somewhere private to talk."

My expression eases, "Sure, that sounds great," I smile "should we take my car, your car, or drive separate?"

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He slightly chuckles again which makes my confused expression come back.

"My loft is upstairs." He says

"Oh." I say, and then am confused again. As we walk up the stairs to his loft I ask, "Why do you live above a coffee shop hot shot?"

He laughs, "Well, I own it, and-"

I stop in my tracks and look up at him bewildered, "Wait, you own this place? Who are you?"

He gives a low chuckle, "I bought it a couple of months ago when the owner was incapacitated, his son was trying to sell the place, and when I saw the loft up here I fell in love with it so I bought it." He says as we reach his door. "This is like my safe haven when I'm tired of being around the city streets, somewhere that is quiet."

When we walk inside, I am taken aback by the serene vibe the loft gives me. It is very clean, and plain but I like it a lot. There is a hallway leading to the bedroom and bathroom, Toby tells me, to my left as I walk into the loft. The living room is straight ahead, with a bay window, adorned with soft white curtains. The kitchen and dining room are on my immediate right hand side, and his office is down the right side hallway.

"I love it, its relaxed, calming." I say while he goes to the kitchen to get us beers, I make myself at home on his couch.

"So, what about your family?" He asks, taking a seat beside me in the couch.

"Hmm?"

"Your family, tell me about them"

I snicker, "There's really not much to tell, I have very determined parents to say the least. Since I was little, they've been strict and only have things their way. That's half of the reason I am a lawyer, the other half is because I love proving a point, knowing that I'm right. Anyway, my sister, Melissa was always deemed the perfect daughter, leaving me in the dark behind her shadow. Anything I would do wouldn't be good enough, and that sent me to a really dark place." I sigh. "But my girls, my best friends, helped me through it, if it weren't for them I would be dead, literally." I say and then a memory flashes in my mind and I smile. "I always thought that there was some place in the world that I could go and just be okay. Perfect, even. I actually ran away when I was about eight years old."

"Really?"

"Yea. I got in a fight with my sister about something, I ran away from her, packed a tuna sandwich and I was on my way." I smile sadly and look at the floor. "I went to the movies, it was something animated. Then, I just went home. No one even acknowledged my absence." I chuckle.

Toby takes my hand in his and says "If you get the urge to run away again," I look up at him "call me first." He smiles genuinely. I love his smile.

I smile widely and laugh to myself a little and say, "But I don't have your number."

He laughs and pulls out his iPhone and gives it to me while he takes my phone off of the coffee table to insert his number. Then he says, smiling "There, now you have my number and you can abuse me any time you want."

"That sounds tempting, I will definitely take you up on that offer." I smile, "You know, I've never opened up to someone so quickly," I stare into his gorgeous, bright blue eyes, "I feel like I can tell you anything. Even though we just met, I feel like in some way I know you. You're not as much as a douche as I thought you were." Then I realize how close we sit, my legs in his lap, his arm laying on the spot behind my shoulders on the couch. When did this happen?

He laughs, and this time I can see the crinkles by his eyes, I have never seen anything more precious.

"A douche? You think I'm a douche?" He says still chuckling.

"Not anymore." I reassure with a smile. "You did come off as a jerk though, coming in and showing me up on Scrabble, like you're some type of badass or something. It wasn't very modest."

"Well I knew that I could change your mind." Then he places his hand on my cheek and caresses my face. His eyes search my face, for what, I do not know. The pad of his thumb sweeps back and forth against my cheek making soothing circles. Then, he kisses me, tenderly, and passionately, I kiss him back with equal passion. His hand travels from my face to my back, placing it there gently. I wrap my arms wrap around his neck, and the kiss continues for the next few seconds. He breaks the kiss and touches his forehead to mine.

"I'm sorry; I just couldn't help myself anymore." He says while rubbing his nose with mine.

"Never be sorry for that," I say with a smile, "because that was amazing."

He pulls back to look at me, smiles and says "I really like you, Spencer."

"I really like you, Toby." I smile back up at him.

He smiles then he shifts on the couch so that his arm is around my shoulders and I lean into the crook of his neck. "So, what do want to do now?" He asks me

"Can we watch a movie?"

"Sure, the DVD's are right there next to the T.V in the right hand cabinet. I'll go get us some popcorn."

He gets up and I immediately miss his warmth. I get up to go see what kind of movies he has. Spiderman, Spiderman 2, The Amazing Spiderman. Wow this kid really likes Spiderman. The Avengers, Minority Report, Mission Impossible, People Like Us aww I love that movie!The Breakfast Club, OMG it's The Perks of Being a Wallflower! I can't believe he owns this.

"Did you pick one yet?" He asks and makes himself comfortable on the couch again.

"Yes!" I run over to the DVD player excitedly and put the disc in. When I make my way to the couch, I see that Toby has a bright smile in his face.

"What is it?" I ask him, curiously.

"Nothing, it's just that… you're very adorable when you act weird."

I blush and before I could respond the movie starts.

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Somewhere in the movie, I fall asleep in Toby's arms. At around 2 a.m. we wake up and realized what happened.

"I should really get home." I say

"It's raining pretty bad out there," he says and I hear the thunder rumble and the rain pit-patter against the building "why don't you just stay the night? I wouldn't be a gentleman if I let you go out in that rain at 2 a.m."

I look at him and think about it for a second.

"I promise I won't try anything. Scouts honor." He smiles and holds up three fingers.

"I don't have any clothes to sleep in…"

"You can borrow some of mine." His eyes look at me pleadingly. "Please just stay, I don't want you to risk being in an accident."

He is a gentleman. He wouldn't try anything. He's harmless. Go for it, Spencer stay.

"Okay, I'll stay."

His look of concern fades with a bright smile. "Great. Let me get you some clothes."

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He lets me borrow a pair of sweats and a shirt. The sweats practically fell off of me so I just stuck with the long sleeved shirt that hits my thighs. It smells just like him, like pine needles. I slip into his bed and wait for him to come in the room. He left to get dressed for bed. When he comes in the room he gets linens from his closet, and then comes to kiss me on the head.

"Goodnight, Spencer. I'll be in the living room if you need me."

I look at him confused. "Come in bed with me." I pout

"Are you sure you want me there with you?"

I slightly chuckle "Yes, I just learned that I sleep better with you. I have never slept during a movie." I smile "So please come here."

He looks surprised but he puts the sheets back in his closet and lies down next to me. We're lying face to face, just looking at each other not saying a word, our legs intertwined, for a few minutes. He pulls me in closer to him, I place my hands on his chest gently.

"I've never met anyone like you. So honest, not guarded, just simple. Very humble, except when it comes to Scrabble." We both laugh.

"You were so pissed."

"No one has ever beaten me, so you must've cheated."

He laughs "Or," He kisses my lips "Maybe you have just met your match."

I smile widely. "I like the sound of that."

He turns to turn off the lamp beside him and I turn around and start to go to sleep. I feel his arm wrap around my waist pulling me closer into him. His breathing soon becomes deep and steady which means he's probably asleep. The sound of him breathing and the warmth of his body lulls me to sleep soon after.

I could get used to this.

A/N: Sooo... Love it? Hate it? Let me know please! I know that you may think that they're moving a little too fast, so do I, but they slow down. They just need to get past the desperation they feel right now. The need. That's what I am trying to display... So tell me what you think, P.M me and/or review! Thanks for reading.