"I'm sorry, Kim." Jason breaks the silence that has been lingering between them since they pulled out of the parking garage. He takes a quick glance over at the woman beside him before returning his eyes to the road. "I…"

"It's okay, Jase." Kimberly cuts him off not really needing an explanation. "Really. It's cool. I know you are just trying to look out for me."

"Yeah." He agrees in an indifferent tone. Tell her, you dip shit. "Look, I…ah…" He looks toward her again to find her smiling back at him. "I, uh, was just thinking that maybe I should just go to a hotel." Chicken!

"Jason, we've been over this." Kim rolls her eyes at him. "There is no reason to spend money for a place to sleep when I have a perfectly good guest room."

"Yeah, I know but I'd really hate to mess up any plans you may have."

"Tomorrow is Saturday. All I have a 4 hour class to teach in the afternoon so after that I am free til Monday," Kim tells him. "So you are staying and that is final."

Jason can't help but smile at the seriousness in her voice. "Okay, Kimmie. I should know by now than to argue with you."

"Damn straight." Kim grins at him he pulls into a parking space in front of her building.

Putting the car in park, Jason turns to look at Kim. His heart beats a little faster when he sees how the gentle light from the full moon makes her face glow. Say something. "So, did you have fun?"

"Yeah." Kim's smile widens. "But tomorrow will be better. I will figure out something we can do that you will enjoy. She adds as she opens the car door and steps out.

Jason smiles despite the fact that he is kicking himself for his own lameness. Yeah big man, way to be afraid of a girl. He rubs his hand across his tense brow before getting out and following Kim back toward her apartment.

By the time he catches up with her, Kim has slipped off her heels and is unlocking her front door. "Hey look, Kim," Jason says as he steps into the apartment behind her. "you really don't have to try and plan stuff to entertain me. I mean I came here to see you, we could just hang out like the old days. "

"I just want to make sure you have a good time while you are here." Kim turns to him as she tosses her shoes beside the door.

"When have we ever not had a good time when we've been together." Jason smiles at her as he walks of over a sits on the back of her sofa. "We've known each other since the second grade and we were always managed to stay entertained then with running all over town.

"We were like 7 years old." Kim laughs at him. "We weren't even allowed to leave block at that age so we technically couldn't. My dad even had a cow when I would cross the street."

"Yeah, he really would." Jason shakes his head and grins at the memory. "Speaking of you dad, I saw him in town a couple days ago and I am pretty sure he still hates me."

"Oh Jason, he does not hate you." Kim walks and joins him on the back of the couch.

"I dunno, I keep getting that irate look whenever he sees me." Jason shrugs. "And it all started when I got you to cross the street."

"Somehow I think it was less that reason and more like when you convinced me that is was a good idea to put a firecracker in Mr. Tucker's mailbox." She tries to hold back a smile but fails.

"Or it could have been when we built that ramp for our bikes and you broke your arm." Jason adds with a chuckle. "I guess I have never really given him a reason to like me."

"Well I wouldn't say that. You did keep the really bad boys away from me so he should be thanking you for that." A few minutes of silence pass between them before she leans her head over to rest on his shoulder. "I am really glad you are here. I know we talk on the phone a lot but I've missed this."

"Me, too." Jason agrees turning his head to look at her, his arm moves to wrap around her. Okay, now's the time. Tell her. "Kim…?"