Timmy grabbed his jacket and keys on his way out the door. It was time for date number one and he was starting to worry a bit. He had decided to go a bit outside of his typical wardrobe at both Vicki's and Chase's suggestion. He was wearing a slim fitting two piece gentleman gray suit with a crisp white shirt on underneath. He had on a nice pair of black dress shoes which matched his black studs quite well. With on button the jacket clasped, Timmy looked like he belonged in a magazine or store for men's fashion. In order to disguise himself a bit, Timmy had shaped his hair differently and even worn contacts instead of his traditional glasses.

Timmy strolled outside swinging his keys around his finger. He was whistling the tune he had created, but still couldn't find the words to really fit it. It made him grimace a little, but that was life. He strolled over to his car and jumped in. While Timmy wasn't big on spending his money, there had been a few exception. Guitars were obviously one area and a quick stroll around the house would tell you records were another. The third area was his cars. Timmy's favorite, which he was taking out tonight, was a 1969 Chevorlet Corvette ZL-1 in Black. He loved how it purred when he turned the engine over and shifted into gear.

And Timmy was off. Tonight's date was going to meet him at a local restaurant. They were dining at Collage Restaurant. It was going to be a seafood night, which was never Timmy's favorite, but Vicki said his date loved it so he would be willing to give it a shot.

Pulling into a spot, Timmy made his way inside. The décor was lovely and his date was easy enough to locate. As he strolled up, she stood to greet him and Timmy took her in. She was about 5'8" and seemed relatively fit. While she certainly looked lovely, Timmy got a bit of a bookish sense from her. It might have just been the glasses, but he almost got a librarian sense from her. She had short black hair and a bright smile. Her best asset probably had to be her breasts, Timmy wouldn't deny that. Still, he carefully greeted her with a hug and the two sat down to enjoy dinner.

As they placed their orders, they both dove into chat. Definitely academic, Timmy thought as she talked. Timmy learned that his date's name was Lauren and she was a professor of English at Flagler College. She was 29 and had been in Florida her entire life. She grew up in Ft. Lauderdale before going to FSU for her undergraduate and them the University of Miami for her doctorate. Three years ago, she had graduated and moved here to St. Augustine because of the job and had fallen in love with the area.

Turned out she had met Vicki during a night out. Lauren had gone out on a date, her boyfriend through grad school about two years after moving to the area. They had been together for quite some time and the two went to a very nice restaurant. Lauren had kind of ben hoping the two would be ready for the next step in their relationship, but the night had ended up with a fight as she learned the ex was actually moving to Seattle and wanted to end things now. So Lauren had made her way to a local bar for a few drinks. A bottle of tequila later, Lauren was not quite as in control as she had hoped. Vicki happened to be in the same bar and saw things falling apart. She had befriended Lauren and gotten the story from the heartbroken girl. Vicki had intervened and carefully taken Lauren home. Lauren had fallen asleep and woke up the next morning with a card from Vicki. She had called her and the two had gone to lunch the next day. Since then, Vicki had been offering to set Lauren up and Lauren had finally given in a few months ago. With the first guy, things went really well until Vicki learned he was already married. Vicki had stepped in to save Lauren from that embarrassment and now here she was with Timmy for attempt two.

"So tell me, Timothy, what about yourself?"

"Hmm, what about me Lauren? What would you like to know?"

"Well let's start with what you do?"

Timmy paused and thought for a moment. He wasn't quite ready to give everything away. He smiled at Lauren before offering his answer.

"I work in the music industry."

"Is that so? Any good stories?" Timmy tried to hide a smirk. Several, but he probably couldn't share too many without giving things away.

"Perhaps a few, but those are best for a second date, or at least a bit more alcohol." He held up his wine glass as she giggled at his answer. She really did have a sweet laugh. She was a nice girl and Timmy was enjoying himself.

"Ok, well know anyone fun?"

"Probably. Let's see….who is your favorite musician?"

"That's a tough one. Not sure I have a favorite, but I have been interested…" As she trailed off, Timmy decided he wanted to know more.

"Interested?" He prompted. She giggle and avoided his eyes or a minute before staring at him full on.

"Yes, interested. See, several of the students keep claiming that Tiberius Tee lives in your neighborhood. Supposedly they have gone to most of the houses trying to find him even. I have to agree that it would be kind of cool to meet him." It took everything he had not to smile at her. Seeing the look in his eyes and not really understanding it, Lauren went on.

"I was wondering, you working in the music industry and him supposedly living there, any chance you know anything about him?"

"Perhaps a bit. I have met him. Can even point out his house to you sometime if you like."

"Really?" There was a mix of excitement and teasing in her voice. Timmy tried to cover his tracks.

"Well, sure. If you ever make it over my way, definitely. I will point it out to you."

There was a moment while Lauren looked deep in thought. Then she reached over and placed her hand on his, staring into his eyes.

"Tonight, maybe?" Timmy felt his own face go red. Well this was certainly faster than he had expected. Then he slowed down his own thought process. Maybe this wasn't what he was making it. Maybe she just wanted to come hang out. Either way, he needed to relax and let it go.

"Maybe." He responded, non-committally.

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About an hour later, with dinner finished as well as the bottle of wine and the check settled, Timmy and Lauren wandered out to his car. Timmy was more than sober and Lauren was only slightly buzzed. As they approached his car, Lauren wandered over to the passenger door. Timmy watched for a moment before strolling up and unlocking her door. As he did, she really played up the buzz and leaned back against him. She apologized while blushing as she leaned down and opened the door. Timmy offered his hand and helped her in before going around to his own door.

"So where to?"

"Where ever you want to take me, Timothy."

"Perhaps I should take you home?"

"If you want." Her eyes looked very sad as she said this. Timmy sighed.

"Care to come back to my place for a little while?" He saw her face brighten immediately at this.

"I would love to!" Timmy started the car and drove them back to his place. As he did, the tension that had arisen when they first got into the car settled and they fell back into easy conversation about life and favorites. When they arrived at his house, Timmy led her inside and the two settled down on the couch. He offered her a drink which she gladly accepted and he sat down next to her. The two moved into gentle conversation before things became tense. Every few minutes, Timmy noticed Lauren sliding closer to him. He was enjoying himself, but he really didn't want to do anything and seeing the state she was getting herself into, Timmy was pretty sure Lauren would regret it too. So he sat warily as they talked until she snuggled up against him.

"This is nice." She said it softly and sweetly against him. Timmy just hummed his agreement. As the two settled into silence, Timmy began humming the song again, the one he still couldn't create lyrics for. After a few minutes, Lauren looked up at him with a big smile on her face.

"That is lovely. Did you write it?"

"Sure enough."

"Can I hear more?"

"Maybe once I finish it."

As the two sat and stared at one another, the tension rose between them. With her leaning against him, they were mere inches apart. Slowly, almost in an unnoticeable way, the two slowly moved toward one another. Without so much as a word, their lips met. Lauren was so soft, even her kiss felt caring. Timmy, having not actually shared a romantic kiss in his life, was carefully losing himself in the kiss. It felt nice. It felt sweet. And Timmy sat there….

…thinking of someone else. Not Lauren beside him.

So Timmy carefully pulled away from the kiss. As he did, Lauren gave him a confused look. The look did not last long however. After looking at his eyes, a grin came across her face.

"So I'm not the one, huh Tiberius?"

"Sorry Lauren….wait, what?"

Now Lauren sat up. She offered him a big smile as she sat with her feet underneath her on the couch.

"Timothy, you really are a sweet guy. That was a really nice kiss, but it didn't feel right to me either."

"Yes, sorry about that Lauren…but Tiberius?" Lauren let out a small laugh.

"Ok, so I lied a bit when you asked about my favorite musician. You are my favorite Timothy. I love Tiberius Tee's music. Vicki said she had the perfect date for me, but I knew who you were as soon as she sent me the picture. Even disguised, I knew who you were."

"Oh." It was all Timmy could offer.

"I'll be honest, it would have been really cool if it had worked out. But regardless, how many women can say they have had a real date with you? Certainly not those women who claim to have slept with you."

"Claim?"

"Haha, Tmothy, I can tell. Don't worry. You were the perfect gentlemen and I won't tell anyone. Victoria doesn't even know I know." Here an almost evil grin came across her face. "But since we won't be doing something else together, how about I get to hear a song?"

Timmy laughed. Lauren really was a sweet woman, even if she wasn't the one for him. He pulled out vinyl copies of his two records and pushed them toward her.

"I'll do you one better. These are for you. Pick a song on there and I'll play it for you personally. We can even record me doing it if you like. Be right back."

With that, Timmy headed for his room to change. If she knew, there was no point hiding. So he switched into his more practical clothes and messed his hair up just right. They he went into his guitar room to grab his acoustic before heading back out to her. And he did exactly what he said. And Lauren appreciated it before saying goodnight and heading home herself.