And I said,
"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone
I'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story, baby just say yes

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"I can't believe you let that boy kiss you," my Dad was ranting as I sat on the couch next to Mom. He was pacing across the floor, and I had my hands folded in my lap and my eyes stuck on the carpet. Mom had her arm draped behind me and was quietly rubbing comforting circles on my back. I appreciated that.

"I really thought we raised you better then that Jules. Really did. You're a married woman for crying out loud and you were out there carryin' on with that boy in front of the entire town of Dillon." He stopped walked and turned toward us with his hands on his hips. "Do you know what they're going to be sayin' about you now? Is that the kind of reputation you want? You think they don't know you married Matt?"

"Daddy, you don't understand," I said softly.

"Then maybe you should explain it to us, honey?," Mom said, looking over at me. Dad nodded and sat on the chair in an exasperated manner.

The doorbell rang and I expelled the breath that I was holding in. The door swung open, Gracie Belle smiling at us from ear to ear, holding a bag in each hand.

"Oh, Lucy! I'm home!," she said in her best Desi impression. Oh, Gracie Bell. I have never loved her so much. She saw the tension in the room and grimaced.

"Bad time?," she said with a smirk as she tossed her bags in the corner in a very Gracie like manner. Mom and Dad stood up and headed toward her, giving her a group hug.

"It's so good to see you, Pumpkin," Mom said.

"You look beautiful, Darlin'," Dad said with a kiss to her cheek.

"Thought you weren't supposed to be in until tomorrow?," Mom asked as Gracie spotted me from the corner of her eye, and probably noticed the complete mess that I was. She walked over to where I sat and plopped on the couch next to me, almost on top of me, as she threw her arm over my shoulder.

"I was supposed to but then my girlfriend got sick and couldn't come, so then I called Julie," she said winking over at me, "and we decided that I should come out early and we would hit the town tonight." My eyes widened, realizing that she had just given me an out. God, I loved my sister.

"Oh, well, it's already pretty late. Most places in Dillon are closed by now," Mom said as she wrapped her arms around herself.

"You're right, Mom. So we should really get a move on," she said grabbing my hand and pulling me up. "Don't wait up," she said before Mom and Dad could say another word. I heard Dad muffle a "Be careful," before the door closed behind us and we ran laughing toward Gracie's car.

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"Jay. Jay. Street. Jason! Stop laughin' or I swear to God I ain't ever gonna tell you nothing ever again." Jason, the dick, wouldn't stop laughing since I told him about my little escapade with the untouchable Julie Taylor. I had to tell someone, and no one seemed like a better option then my best buddy Jay. He might not live in Dillon anymore, but he always answered my calls and listened to my bullshit.

"She's married, Riggins. Saracen's like a son to Coach. What the hell did you really expect him to say?"

"But that's the thing, Street. She's getting divorced. Seven cheated on her with some girl out in Chicago. She's talking about moving home." Yeah. Uh huh. He wasn't laughing any more. Instead, I could hear him whistle through his teeth.

"So you want to make this a thing then? You and Julie Taylor?" Shit. I hadn't even thought that far.

"What do you mean, a thing?," I asked, trying to bide some time while I thought it over.

"You know, man. A thing. You want to date Coach's daughter. You like her. You like really like her." I sighed. I guess I did.

"Yeah, man. I guess I do. I mean, you always knew about my little crush on Julie. I told you about that a long time ago. What are the odds, you know? After all these years, she came back to Dillon, and we're both practically single. The same rules don't apply. We're all grown up now. Kind of feel like it was meant to be." I paused and then smiled to myself. "So yeah. I think I want to date Julie Taylor." I said, the word date feelin' funny in my mouth. I mean, sure. I wanted to date her, but I wanted to kiss her so much more. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to make her smile and make her laugh and make her happy like Saracen couldn't.

"Shit. My boy's all grown up, admitting his feelings and everything. Talking fate. Didn't think I'd ever see the day." I laughed.

"You and me both, brotha."

"Just be careful, alright? I don't want you to go and get yourself hurt and start pining after something that's not gonna happen."

"Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence," I replied sarcastically.

"I don't doubt your ability to bed Julie Taylor, Riggins. But I'd be lying if I said the way you were talking about this girl didn't worry me some. I just don't want her to crush your heart into a million little bits and then leave me to pick up the pieces. I don't have any more vacation days." I laughed, knowing he was just trying to look out for me.

"Tell you what, Jay. How about we just see how it goes and I'll keep you updated."

"Sounds good to me. So.. How was the game tonight?"

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"So what the hell was that about?," she asked as we plopped in the car quickly. Gracie had started the car and pulled off down the street and around the corner and parked, ready to get the story on what she had walked in on. I told her about it all, from Matt and his whore to Tim Riggins and the way his kiss made my toes curl. It had taken awhile for Gracie and I to be able to have conversations like this one. There was quite an age gap between us. She had just turned 23, and it wasn't until recently that we began to call each other to vent about lifes craziness. She had known that Matt and I were having problems, but it wasn't until tonight that she knew about his mistress. She had even come to stay with us for a week before her last semester started at NYU. Then again, I hadn't known about the other woman yet either.

"Well, Matt's scum. He is no longer a brother of mine," she said very dramatically, which was her usual manner. I looked into my sisters face, her long blonde hair hung halfway down her back, and her green eyes were beautiful. She had the boys knocking down the door in high school. Little did they all know it was the cheerleaders she had her eye on.

"And I have never had the pleasure of meeting Tim, but I've heard stories about him. And I don't know if that's what you need to be getting yourself involved in right now either, Jules. Now, I hate to sound all responsible and shit, because really. That is not who I am. But you need some time to get your shit together before you think about another boy."

"He's not just another boy, though, Gracie. He's always been there, in the back of my mind. We have a weird connection. I guess we always have had it, and now that I know the way his mouth tastes…" I groaned and threw my hands on the dashboard and buried my head in my arms.

Gracie laughed and patted my back reassuringly.

"Aw Hell, Sis. You got it bad." I peaked up at her.

"It's crazy, isn't it?," I asked softly.

"Insane," she agreed as she started up the car again.

"Where are we going?," I asked inquisitively. She smiled at me as she took a corner.

"Well, I don't remember this town any, but I did my research. We need to party the night away and forget all about everything else. Just for a bit."

"Where are you planning on partying? There's only one place open after midnight in Dillon and I don't think…" Just then I saw it, out of the corner of my eye. Oh, holy hell. We're going to the Landing Strip.

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Definitely must be fate. I had decided that there would be no sleeping tonight and headed to the only place I knew was open for a beer. The Landing Strip. I used to come here for the girls, but that hadn't been the case in a long time. Not to sound conceited, but I knew I could have any girl in that place, and none of them were really my type anymore. So imagine my surprise when I look up to see Julie Taylor and some tall, pretty blonde walk in the front door. Yup. Definitely fate.

The blonde says something to Julie that makes her laugh, before she walks toward the stage and Julie heads toward the bar. I jump off my barstool and head over to her, sneaking up on her from behind.

"We should get out of here," I whispered huskily into her ear as I watched her face, waiting for a reaction. Her smile widened and she turned her eyes toward the sound of my voice.

"I'm here with Gracie," she said, the disappointment in her voice clear. "I can't just leave her." I looked toward the blonde who was laughing with a random stripper as she stuck singles in her g-string. That was Gracie Belle Taylor? Well hot damn. I could tell by the way she was flirting with the ladies that she didn't bat for our team, which was a damn shame for every other member of the male species. But to me, it didn't matter one bit. She might've been hot, but Julie Taylor was stunning.

"She looks pretty, uh… Content," I said as I inched in closer to Julie and slid my arm around her waist. I could feel her hesitance begin to dissolve at our closeness, and the idea that I was doing that to her, turned me on all the more. Gracie turned her head and saw us, her eyebrow raising as she whispered to the stripper before heading our way. I backed up a little and smiled in greeting before extending my hand to her.

"Gracie. You probably don't remember me."

"Tim Riggins," she said as she shook my hand.

"I was just asking your sister here if she'd like to go for a walk," I said, noticing the amused glint in Gracies eyes. "If you change your mind, Jules, I'll be waiting outside." I could feel their eyes on me as I walked out of the club, but not before I stopped and slipped Mitsy, a local favorite, a fifty.

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"If I wasn't a full blown lesbian, I would be all over that boy," Gracie said to me. "He is H-O-T," she concluded. I nodded my head. That he was. I was watching him leave, wondering what I should do and wondering why the hell he had been talking to that stripper. "You should go, Jules," Gracie said, giving me a little nudge.

"But what about you?," I asked, tearing my eyes away from the door to look at her. Just then the woman Tim had been talking to swayed over to us, reaching down and taking Gracies hand.

"Riggins bought you a lap dance, beautiful," the girl whispered seductively, earning a smile from Gracie.

"I'm going to be just fine here. Meet you at closing in the parking lot," she said, no longer looking at me, her eyes rolling over the strippers body appreciatively. I rolled my eyes and gave her a smile before walking into the parking lot.

Tim was waiting for me there, just like he said he would be. He walked up to me and grabbed my waist, lifting me slightly off the ground, as his lips met mine roughly, making me feel like a million fireworks were exploding inside of my body.

"Ready to get out of here," he asked as he set me back on the ground, but kept his arms around me securely.

"Yes," I whispered. Ready wasn't even the right word. I was down right ecstatic!

TBC

A/N: A nice, kind of long chapter for you all. Sorry about the late update. I'm going to try to make sure I update at least once a week, if not more. Thank you all for the kind reviews! Definitely makes me want to continue on. Keep it up! I appreciate you all! ;)