Sandor began to lean into her and stopped when he was a mere inch from her slightly rounded face. He was waiting to see if she would meet him the rest of the way, to see if she wanted him the way he wanted her and by the seven heavens did she answer him. Her kiss was gentle but demanding, and Sandor couldn't help but groan when he felt her sweet lips part, and her tongue lightly probed for entrance to which he gladly allowed. Their kiss was passionate and short-lived as he quickly pulled away. Both hearts were beating like a hummingbirds wings, their pupils were blown with desire and bellies heated with want but Sandor had somewhere to be, and he couldn't keep his employers waiting.

"I'll call you soon." He promised.

"You better." She replied breathlessly.

And with that, they parted ways.

It had been a week before Jane got a call. It was late at night, and she had finally arrived home from a shift at the E.R.; the time read 11:43 pm when her phone began its tune from her green handbag. Not recognizing the number she hesitantly answered the mobile.

"Hello?" the exhaustion was practically oozing from her voice as she answered, but she wasn't about to collapse just yet.

"This is Jane Waters right?" A gruff voice came through the other line.

Recognizing the voice almost immediately her whole demeanor seemed to cheer up enough to give a happy reply. "Sandor? Is that you?"

"Aye, it's me. Are you busy right now?"

"I just got home from a shift. What do I owe the pleasure?"

"I wanted to take you out to dinner."

A little stunned by this she regretfully replied with, "Oh Sandor, I just got home. I'm sorry, but I've been at the hospital for twenty hours. I'd like to try and get some sleep."

"Right," he paused, "Of course. I'm sorry to bother you so late. Have a good night."

"Wait!" Jane didn't want him to hang up just yet. "I have the day off tomorrow. Fancy a cup of coffee say 10:30 tomorrow morning?" She held her breath for his reply.

"I have work tomorrow till eleven, and then I have a break for lunch. Would you like to join me instead?" His deep voice seemed to perk a little at the fact that she wasn't rejecting his offer of a date.

The Blonde smiled to herself and agreed, setting a time and place for their meeting before continuing to talk about their day. Sandor had sat through several meetings with the arrogant golden-haired lad that he was paid to babysit all day long, while Jane had helped sew and mend broken flesh a good majority of her day. They both were exhausted, but neither one wanted the conversation to end. It wasn't until Sandor yawned on the other side of the line did Jane glance at the clock.

"By the Mother Maiden. We're in deep shit." She giggled.

"Why?" he paused but continued, "Seven hells, is that the time?" Her bedside clock read 1:30 in the morning. "I need to let you sleep or else neither one of us will make it to our first date tomorrow." Jane blushed at that. He had called it a date, meaning that he had indeed meant what he said before he kissed her the morning after.

"I guess I'll see you later today then." If she could see her smile right at that moment, there would be no doubt that the sun would pale in comparison to its brightness. She was incredibly happy that they were talking that she was more than just a one night stand. Jane could only hope for more from this hulk of a brutish man. No one could deny that he was terrifying to look at, he was intimidating in every way and his scarred face only added to that fact, however, Jane wasn't threatened nor afraid of him. Sandor had shown more kindness to her that she had ever experienced in her life, save for the Starks.

The Starks had taken in Jane during her teen years acting as a foster family and provided for her until she married at the age of eighteen. The few years spent with them had been a blessing from the gods, old and new. Jane still kept in contact with them and visited whenever she could, and they always welcomed her home with open arms.

"Good night Jane." His goodnight biddings had pulled Jane out of her reminiscing long enough to wish him the same. Once the phone was closed and put on the charger, Jane tucked into her covers and quickly fell into a deep sleep to dream of sweet nothings for the first time in a long while. It was apparent to anyone, if they looked at her sleeping figure, that she had been exhausted by the day's events. Jane slept so soundly that she didn't hear her alarm go off when the clock struck 9. It wasn't until the early afternoon rays came pouring in through her blinds that she finally began to rise from her slumber.

Peering with heavy eyes the clock read noon. With panic in her heart, the curvy woman leaped from her bed and changed from her uniform that she slept in into the first civilian clothing she found hanging in her walk-in closet. After inspecting herself in the full-length mirror, she moved to her bathroom to apply a small amount of makeup.

The mascara helped add length to her blonde lashes and the blush put some color back into her pale skin. The dark bags under her eyes were a little difficult to cover with her concealer, but she managed to at least lighten them to a shade that showed that she was tired but not exhausted. Finally thinking herself presentable she left.

For the first time in years, Jane found herself nervous and giddy. With much excitement in her heart she eagerly drove to the café they agreed to meet at on East Seeds Street since it'd be the closest to Sandor's place of work in case there was an emergency. The weather was pleasant, and the air was crisp thanks to the fact that winter was just around the corner. Leaves were beginning to change from luscious greens to golden yellow and bronze brown everywhere one looked. Once Jane was parked on the street after paying the meter, she started her short walk to "Old Nan Café" and took in her surroundings to calm her nerves. She noticed how the sidewalk cracked and bloomed fall flowers of purple and blue, the pedals no more significant than her pinky nail. The grass grew at the base of every tree that was planted just behind the sidewalk, their tall and strong much like the heart and will of the people that lived in this gods-forsaken city.

Jane looked up briefly towards the sky and noticed how blue and bright it was, white clouds dusted the expanse and enhanced its peace. The short woman smiled at that, knowing that the weather would be pleasant on such an important day gave her some order and eased her heart a little.

It didn't take long to reach her destination and when she rounded the corner to face the entrance her heart stopped. With her breath in her throat and weight in her stomach, Jane saw Sandor sitting at one of the small tables outside the establishment. Quickly backing away from his possible line of sight Jane began to inspect herself as best as she could. Was her hair messy? Were there any stains on her shirt? Are her shoes even tied?! These kinds of thoughts ran wild in her mind, but she finally decided that enough was enough, she needed to be brave and have a good time on this date. Sure she was rusty in this department, but Jane wasn't going to let that stop her. Jane took one last deep breath, she trekked back around the corner and faced the very man she was dying to meet again.

Authors note: I'm going to try to update whenever I can. I make no promises of a set schedule as I am trying to work around my part-time (practically full time) job at a local restaurant and going to school full time while still trying to have a social life. I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and hope to see you all in the next installment. Oh and hello to all of those who read the last chapter from over seas. I live in America so hello to Germany, The United Kingdom, and Norway!