(A/N: Thanks for the support! Here is Christian's POV of what happened after he asked Rose on a date. I own nothing but the plot. I hope you all enjoy!)

Chapter 10

Christian POV

I asked Rose on a date. I asked Rosemarie Hathaway on a date at 8 o'clock tonight. I must be the luckiest or dumbest son of a bitch to ever walk this Earth. I was lying down on my bed looking at the ceiling. I don't know how long I was lying there but if I can take a guess, I would say approximately 3 hours. I was mulling over the events that happened in the last 24 hours. I smiled when I remembered the kisses that we shared. I frowned when I remembered what she told me about Dimitri and the encounter with the blonde bitch and her lapdog. I felt sheer joy and for some reason slight uncertainty. The feeling of uncertainty coupled with feelings of doubt and fear. Why would she go on a date with me? Why would she even be interested in me? Is this some kind of joke? I asked myself these questions until I had an answer. The answer was: Don't be such a fucking idiot. You know Rose wouldn't do that to you. Haven't you learned anything from the time you spent with her? I should just slap the shit out of you for asking such stupid questions.

"Wow. I didn't know my conscience was that violent," I said aloud. I realized that it was right. Rose doesn't make it a habit of using people. I knew that she was sincere when she said yes to me when I asked her if she would go on a date with me. I guess it was just my insecurities talking to me. I should be happy that I'm going on a date with a sexy, smart, funny, and sweet woman. I can't wait to go on a date with her. Maybe we can do more if the night goes well….hold on a second! I sat up and shook my head from side to side. I want to have Rose in every way possible but I promised her that we would take things slow. Even though those kisses said otherwise, I don't want to rush her into anything. I sighed and got up from my bed. I looked at the clock and it read 5:00am. Our date is supposed to start in 20 hours, and I have to think of something for us to do.

I went over to my closet and got out my gray jeans and a white long sleeve shirt and put on a red plaid button up shirt. I left the shirt unbuttoned and grabbed my black boots. I left my room with my car keys and started walking. Maybe if I did some driving, I could think of something to do for our date. When I got to the garage, I looked at my two babies. They were parked side by side. On the right is my red Ducati that I bought after Lissa and I broke up. On the left side was my black 2009 Aston Martin Vantage. I also bought that car after my break up with Lissa. I was a speed demon but Lissa never liked it so I held off buying them. After the break up, I went straight to the dealership all the way in California. I left in a damn Volkswagen Jetta and came back with an Aston Martin. The Ducati I bought a month after the Aston Martin. I was on my computer looking at motorcycles and then I found my red Ducati. I called the dealer and within a couple of days, it arrived at the court. To say that I was happy would be an understatement. As soon as it arrived, I rode it right out of court. Those were two of the happiest days of my life. The third happiest day was when Rose agreed to go on a date with me. Speaking of which, I have to figure out what to do for our date tonight. I decided to take the Ducati; I'll take the Aston tonight. I went into the trunk of my car and got out my helmet. My helmet was pure black and it covered my face entirely. I got on and it roared to life. I wondered if Rose would like to ride, I'll have to ask her.

While I rode down the highway, I was thinking about what we should do. There weren't any concerts in town and I didn't think there were any movies for us to see. I rode through the city area and found a place to park. I got up and took off my helmet and shook out the helmet hair. When I looked to my left I saw two girls staring at me. They were both humans and they both had on a spray tan. One girl had black hair that was in a ponytail and bright green eyes and her friend had cropped blonde hair. The black haired girl had on a t-shirt that cut way too low and tight shorts that made me think that she might have a yeast infection and her friend had on a very short skirt and a leopard print tank top that didn't fit properly. To me they looked like the rejects from the stupid show Jersey Shore. They looked at me like I was something to eat. They both winked at me and I gave them the coldest stare I could give them. They shrank away and looked elsewhere. I smirked and then walked away.

I walked around the city looking and searching for anything to do. I kept on going through ideas in my head, when I saw a club. The club was named Nightingale. The exterior was black and purple and it had a cocktail glass that would most likely light up at night. The door was a deep shade of purple and I think I found the place for our date. I was staring at the club for a couple of minutes when someone came out.

"Hey buddy, can I help you with something?" Someone said. I looked to my right and saw a guy. He was probably in his in early 30's and he was built. He had on white wife beater and baggy black pants. He was carrying empty crates that looked like it carried bottles of some kind. He had a crew cut and grey eyes. He was staring at me like I was crazy and expecting an answer from me.

"I was just looking at the club. I was looking for a place to take my date tonight," I answered.

"Oh ok. I thought you were some weird guy that I would have to kill or something," He said with a smile that told me that he was joking. He had a very contagious smile which in turn made me smile back.

"No, I'm not weird. Well, not that weird. Do you work here?" I asked him

"Yes, I do. I'm the bartender here. So, you plan on taking your girl here tonight?" He called Rose my girl. I kind of like the sound of that.

"Yes. How is this club?"

"The club is very nice and always busy. There is always a long line here," He said. He put the crates down and motioned me to follow him inside. I shrugged and followed him in. The inside of the club was somewhat similar to the outside. The walls were black and the celling was covered in lights each one a different shades of purple and blue. The dance floor was huge and in the middle of it were three pillars. Inside the pillars it looked like water. The pillars surrounded a circular sitting area. The sitting area was cushioned and it was surprisingly white. There were booths that were styled in the same fashion and just outside the booth were transparent, light purple curtains of some kind that flowed from the ceiling like water. The same peculiar pillars that were in the middle were located on either end of the bar. The bar was made from the same material as the pillars. The actual counter was made of black colored granite and behind the counter was an array of different liquors and half of them I had before. The stools were black and the cushion was purple. There was also a place for the DJ to setup and that area was surrounded with purple transparent walls.

"This is a pretty unique club," I commented to the bartender.

"Yea. The owner has an obsession with purple and other cool colors besides green," He said as he walked behind the bar taking stock. I leaned on the bar and wondered if Rose would like this.

"So what is your girl's name and how long ya'll been together?" He asked.

"Her name is Rose and this would be our first date," For some reason I felt awkward for telling him this.

"Rose is a sexy name. Well, this is a good place for a first date. Have you known her long?"

"Yes I did. We knew each other all through middle and high school,"

"Why did it take you so long to ask her out?"

"Well, we thought we were in love with other people at the time. Found out that we weren't meant for them, so we sort of drifted to each other," I summed up the entire situation.

"Oh well, that's good. I came to a solution,"

"What is that?"

"I decided that I like you. Not in a homosexual way, I mean I like your personality so far. What is your name anyway?"

"My name is Christian Ozera,"

"Weird name but I like it. My name is Dennis Mayer. Since I'm working tonight, I'll get you and your lady in without waiting in line,"

"Really? You would do that?" I was shocked beyond belief.

"Yep. I like your spark kid. Just tell the doorman that Dennis Mayer said you can come right in. I'll be sure to tell him. He will out you in V.I.P. list,"

"Wow, thanks man," I said and shook his hand.

"No problem. Besides I want to meet this lady friend of yours," Dennis said and smiled. I smiled back and waved at him as I left. Well, this is perfect. I have a venue for our date tonight and I got a free pass in. I hope everything goes well tonight.

(A/N: The date will be in the next chapter in Rose's POV. I wanted to show Christian's thought process and preparation of the date. I haven't been to a lot of clubs so I'm sorry for the lack of description and originality. The pics of Christian's Aston Martin and Ducati are on my profile. I also know close to nothing with cars so I'm sorry if the car handling sounds weird.)