A/N - Guys, I'm really sorry it took me soooo long to update this story. This chapter is kinda short, but I already have some ideas for the next few, so you can count on updates next week! Thank you for the amazing reviews! Enjoy!

-Nina K.

Heat & Dinner?

When Kate opened her eyes again, she knew Rick wasn't there anymore. She felt cold even though she was laying under the comforter. It was already morning, she could tell because of the light beaming through the window and though she hadn't eaten in a long time, she didn't feel hungry at all.

She tried to sleep some more, as she still felt tired, but she just couldn't, so she stretched her back lazyly and got up out of bed, before heading downstairs, where her grandfather was.

"Good morning, Katie. How are you?" he said cheerfully as he cooked some scrambled eggs and bacon - the smell suddenly making her hungry.

"I'm okay." he set a plate in front of her, on the kitchen island and she started eating. "This tastes amazing! Thank you, grandpa." she offered him a sweet smile.

"You're welcome, sweetheart."

They ate quietly and Kate offered to wash the dishes. He let her, as long as he could help her. When they finished, they sat together on the couch to watch TV. "So... That Rick boy of yours dropped this off earlier. It's for you." he told her, handing her a medium-sized blue box with a ribbon tying it.

She opened it and came across a thick bloc of paper. On the top it read 'Heat Wave', and there was a note scribbled right above the title.

"Katie, I don't know if I've told you this, but I want to be a writer someday and as I've finally found my inspiration, I decided to write this story. It's about you and I hope you like it.
-Rick"

She felt... flattered? Yeah, that was the perfect word to describe it. He had spent his time writing a story about her. It was just so sweet. She went back to her bedroom, sat quietly on the bed to read his story. She got so caught up in it that she missed lunch. She only stopped at about 3 in the afternoon when her grandfather knocked on the door. "Kitty-Kat, are you alright? You are really quiet."

"I'm great, grandpa. Just reading a really good story. Can I go see Rick later?"

"Sure, just make sure you don't stay out late. Be back by dinner time. Oh, why don't you invite him and his parents over for dinner? I'm going to cook something special..."

"Yeah, sure. I'll invite them."

She took a long, relaxing shower and got dressed, her wet hair dripping on her sweater. She rode in the elevator to the Rodgers' floor and knocked slightly.

"Hey, Rick." she said when he opened the door.

"Hey, Katie. How are you?"

"I'm good. Thank you for the gift. I love your story so far, you should publish it. Really. But seriously, what kind of name is Nikki Heat?"

"It's a cop name."

"It's a striper name! Please, tell me you're going to change it..."

He laughed "I'm not. There's no way I'm changing it. It's a great name. Besides, think of the titles. 'Summer Heat', 'In Heat', 'Heat Wave', and many other options. It's going to be my mark. I'm going to play with the main character's name and the title."

"Okay." she sighed, not wanting to have an argument over something so stupid. It was his character, he had the right to name it whatever he wanted.

"Okay?"

"Yes, Rick. Okay. You can keep the name, it's your story after all. But, still. Thank you for writing it, it's amazing."

He pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her waist as she rested her hands on his shoulders. "I'm glad you like it, but speaking of amazing, do you know a girl? Well, she's extremely beautiful, has the most gorgeous green eyes and the most kissable and soft lips?"

"I don't think I do, no." she teased.

"Well, I do, and you know what?"

"What?"

"She's standing right in front of me." He pressed his lips to hers, slowly. The kiss was sweet and when Rick tried to slip his tongue through her lips, she let him and suddenly their tongues were fighting for only broke apart when the urge to breathe was unbearable. He pressed his forehead to hers, breathing her in.

"Kate, would you like to go on a date with me? Next Friday, after school?"

"I'd love to." She pecked his lips and he pulled her to the couch, where they spent the rest of the afternoon, cuddling and watching movies on TV.

She had almost forgotten to invite him over, but ,thankfully, she remember soon enough. "Rick, would you and your mother like to come over for dinner tonight? Apparently, Phillip is cooking something special."

"Sure, I'll call my mother and see if she can come as well. I don't know if she's going to stay out late for rehearsal."

He excused himself to call his mother and soon came back. "She can't make it tonight, but I can still go."

"Great! I'll let him know and helo him with it." she pecked his lips before heading to the door. "I'll see you tonight!"