Disclaimer: yea forgot it last time, but we already know the sad truth.

I awoke the next morning to the sound of my phone ringing, it wasn't early but still it woke me up.

"hello, Oh hi Race, breakfast sounds great, yea I'll meet you there in half an hour, yea love you too bye"

I crawled out of bed , found a pair of jeans threw those on and pulled on something that resembled a t-shirt, my ex boyfriends flip flops and I was headed out the door.

I walked into Marty's diner and saw Race sitting at the counter, I walked over and sat next to him.

"morning sunshine" I hate it when he's so chipper in the morning.

"hey Race now then what do you want" I asked after I took a sip of the coffee Race had ordered me.

" well I heard that you talked to Spot"

"Race I may be going crazy but I'm not talking to stains yet"

"no dumbass, Spot the bouncer from my club"

"his name is Spot, he was doin better with Tiny" I laughed at my own joke, lame I know but it was funny , well at the time.

"Tiny? I don't want to know , anyways his real name is Garrett Conlon he's a nice kid 22, 6'4 , no criminal record." Race began rambling, this worried me.

"sounds like an innocent string bean, whats your point"

"he's a nice innocent string bean , that's why I set you two up on a date"

and so it begins.

I nearly choked on the piece of bacon I had stolen off Race's plate, "YOU DID WHAT!"

"don't act so happy about it, look he referred to you as an attractive broad with a great ass"

"and that's supposed to make me want to date him?"

"he usually just calls women 'that hott piece a ass over there', so you must've done something right"

"wow I feel so honored, where's my plaque?" I asked sarcastically.

Well a couple nights later, I ended up goin out with Tiny himself, wow talk about boring, I mean here I told the guy about the whole one night stand thing yet he never made a move, disappointed was the understatement of the century. But since I'm the nice gal that I am I gave him another chance and another and another and another, and it just goes on and on , to save time we've been dating for three months and all he does is kiss me on the cheek what the HELL is that, I would have dumped him a long time ago , I mean he thinks he rules all of Brooklyn and the rest of the state for that matter, and it's not like he's virginal by any meaning of the word I asked around, I don't know there is just something that draws me to him, surprisingly he is incredibly insightful and dare I say philosophical, he once told me that everywhere he goes people already seem to know who he is and they never give it a chance, the men are immediately defensive and the women just go to him for sex and a good time. After that I felt a little guilty.But perhaps the thing that really got me about Spot was when he talks to me he looks into my eyes like hes really listening to me and wants to know what I have to say, he's the first person that I've met here that does that and doesn't creep me out when they do.

But anyways that's where we are now on a plane on our way to the Bahamas with Race and Beth, Beth's birthday present from Race.

I looked over and saw Beth get up to go to the bathroom so I took the opportunity and excused myself to go say hello to my dear, mentally ill friend Race.

"hello Carmine"

"what did I do now"

"oh nothing, just set me up with a freakin nun, do you know he hasn't even made a move yet, maybe he doesn't really even like me, maybe he thinks I'm ugly, maybe you put him up to this paid him to go out with me but PDA wasn't part of the deal, yea that's it, you slime bag" I growled sort of.

Race just sat there and laughed at me.

"no stupid I am not paying him, he's the one that asked me to set you two up , yesterday when I talked to him about you I do believe the word he used to describe his feelings was infatuated, now that doesn't sound like ugly or paid to me." He answered smugly……. I hate it when he's right.

"AHEM"

I turned around and saw Beth staring me down, no when gets in with her man but her.

"yes ma'am leaving right away, we will finish this later" I got up and more or less scooted down the aisle back to Spot, God what a name only I would date a guy with a name like that.

I sat down and huffed a little.

"whats wrong" Spot asked me.

"nothing, Race just being Race and being all right and shit, you know I really do not enjoy it when he's right"

"your cute when your stubborn"

He looked down at me and smiled, well more smirked than smiled and I couldn't help but giggle a little bit, ok maybe holding out on me wasn't the worst thing that could happen, I forgot what it was like to enjoy the little things.

A/N: so what did ya'll think review please I need ideas for what should happen once they get off the plane!