Sunday night after Fitz picked up Teddy, Mellie went into her closet to decide what to wear. She and Isaac had talked on the phone every night since his first call, and he told her that a dress would be the right choice to wear to dinner. She stood in the middle of her massive closet and looked around. When she first bought the house, she had a contractor come in and expand her closet to fit all of the clothes she had. The closet alone was almost as big as her bedroom.

Mellie sat down in the middle of her closet and sighed. She shouldn't be stressing out this much about her date. She was actually looking forward to it if she was honest with herself. Mellie enjoyed talking to him every night. The second night they talked, Mellie fell asleep talking to him.

She ended up choosing a fitted red dress with a cut out in the back with black pumps. She was finishing her makeup when her doorbell rang. Mellie hurried downstairs to answer the door, and she opened it while she put her earrings in.

"Sorry, I'm running a little behind. Fitz was a little late picking up Teddy. I'll be ready soon," Mellie apologized.

"It's alright. Take your time."

"Do you want anything to drink?" Mellie said as she took a sip of her wine glass.

"What do you have?"

"Here. Finish this," Mellie handed him her wine glass.

"Yes ma'am," Isaac took the wine glass and finished it.

"I'll be right back."

"You look beautiful by the way," Isaac said as she started to go back upstairs.

"Thank you. You clean up pretty well yourself," Mellie winked at him and turned back around.

Isaac took Mellie to a new restaurant downtown. They talked all throughout dinner and dessert. They stayed a little longer than necessary, but neither of them wanted to leave yet. Once they decided to leave the restaurant, they went for a walk.

"I had a nice time with you tonight," Mellie told him.

"I did too. I'd like to see you again, Mellie. I like you a lot. I really do."

"I like you too, but I don't want to rush into anything. Especially with me being VP now, I'll be under a microscope again. I am already, but being VP will make it worse. They'll say I'm moving on too fast."

"I understand. I'm willing to wait," Isaac said as they arrived back at his car, and he opened the door for her.

The drive back to Mellie's was mostly quiet. They were both content to just be together. Isaac pulled into her driveway, but he didn't want leave her and go to his empty house yet.

"Do you want to come in for a drink?"

"I'd love to," Isaac was grateful for the offer.

"What would you like? I've got red, I've got white, shine and whiskey," Mellie said walking into the kitchen.

"I like the southern twang in your voice when you said shine and whiskey. It's cute."

"It's only cute until I'm pissed off, and then it comes out even more."

"I bet it's even better when you're angry," Mellie rolled her eyes and pulled out wine glasses.

"It's so quiet without Teddy here. I've been thinking about moving into a smaller house. This one is massive, and I don't need the space. I do love it though. I probably won't buy a smaller one, but I think about almost every time I'm here alone."

"I used to have a house about this size after the divorce, but I didn't love the house or need the space, so I sold it. I have smaller house not too far from here. It's not very small, but it's a lot smaller than the one I had."

"How long have you lived in D.C?"

"About fifteen years. I moved here after the divorce. During the campaign, I wasn't around much because I was Matthew's campaign manager. He used to work at the same law firm that I did back in the day, and when he wanted to run for president, he asked me to come out to North Carolina and help him out."

"Matt and I grew up together in Asheville."

"So I've heard. He loves talking about how great you are around me. I think he thinks he was setting us up."

"He did the same about you when I had the meeting with him, and the day I went to make the announcement with him. He's something else," Mellie chuckled. She walked to the living room, and Isaac followed. She sat down, kicked her heels off, and sighed with contentment.

"You make it seem like the best part of your day is taking those off."

"That and taking my bra off," Mellie shrugged, and Isaac almost spit out his wine when he laughed. "Too much non disclosure?"

"I admire your honesty, Mellie. It's cute."

"That is the second time you have called me cute. Cute is for puppies, dammit."

"Oh, is someone getting angry?"

"I'm not angry. I'm just simply saying that cute is for puppies. I am not cute. I'm fabulous. Maybe I've had too much to drink tonight," Mellie glanced at the bottle and saw that they had finished it. This was their second one tonight. They finished the first one at dinner, and Mellie realized they had a good amount of whiskey as well.

"I think we both have."

"You can't drive home after all this. You can sleep in one of the guest rooms, or you can sleep on the couch. I would offer to let you sleep in my bed, but this is our first date. Plus I don't really trust myself after all this wine."

"Mellie, I don't want to impose."

"Quit with that proper shit. You're staying here. End of story," Mellie started to get up, but she was a little unbalanced.

"Be careful."

"I'm good. I'm good. Follow me upstairs. I'll show you the guest room," Isaac did as he was told. She led him to a door towards the end of the hallway.

"Here you go. My room is right there if you need anything," Mellie said pointing at the door next to his.

"We have a meeting at nine tomorrow morning, remember? He wants you to meet the staffers, and start moving into your office too."

"Oh shit. Not our brightest idea to drink too much on a Sunday. I'll probably get up around seven or seven thirty. I can make breakfast if you want. Lord knows I'm going to need food to deal with whatever hangover I get. I honestly don't remember getting the whiskey out. Sorry. I'm rambling," Mellie said and realized she was awfully close to Isaac.

Mellie wasn't sure who leaned in first, but before she knew it, they were kissing. Mellie could feel his kiss all the way down to her toes. She didn't want to stop. Her head felt foggy, and all she could focus on was his lips on hers. She wanted to pull him closer, but she knew that they needed to stop.

Isaac had never experienced a kiss like the one he was sharing with Mellie. He could taste the wine on her lips and the whiskey on her tongue. She was more intoxicating to him than the alcohol. He wanted to take her into her room, and spend the rest of the night showing her how amazing she was, but now was not the time. She wasn't ready, and it was only their first date. They eventually had to pull apart for air. Isaac didn't realize that he had her pinned against the wall.

"Wow."

"Holy shit," Mellie whispered.

"We should both just go to bed now."

"I agree. There's a bathroom right across the hall if you need it," Mellie said, and she slipped away into her room. Isaac didn't know how much longer he stood there, but all he knew was that Mellie Grant was going to be the death of him.

The next morning Mellie woke up to a pounding headache and her alarm. She groaned and rolled over to cover her head. It was only seven. She could wait another half hour. Just as she felt like she was drifting off again, she heard what sounded like someone pounding on her door.

"WHAT," Mellie yelled.

"Mel, I'm really sorry to bother you, but do you have any medicine for a headache because I'm dying here, and it's almost eight."

"What?" Mellie jumped up and looked at her alarm clock. She must have fallen back asleep without realizing it.

"I woke up later than planned as well."

"There should be advil or Tylenol in my bathroom, and can you leave it out for me, please?" Mellie rushed into her closet to grab her robe. She had to get ready quickly, and she needed to get clothes on because she wasn't wearing much. Isaac didn't seem to notice, so she hurriedly walked into the bathroom to find him still in there. He was sitting on the edge of her tub with his head in his hands.

"Oh. Sorry. I'll get out of your way."

"It's not a problem," Mellie took the pills for her headache as Isaac slowly made his way out.

"I'm going to head home to shower and change. I'll bring you coffee and something to eat. I'll meet you at the White House around quarter till nine. Sound good?"

"Sounds excellent," Mellie gave him the best smile she could, and he left.

Mellie walked into the White House at the exact same time as Isaac. He handed her coffee and a muffin, and she moaned as she drank the coffee. Nothing had ever tasted so good.

"Thank you so much," Mellie was incredibly grateful. She wouldn't have had time to stop and get anything if she wanted to make it on time.

"You are very welcome. But do me a favor."

"What?"

"Don't make that sound again unless we're alone," Isaac winked at her, and Mellie stopped walking. She was caught off guard. Isaac turned around to look at her and smirked.

"Isaac Scott I could…"

"Could what?" He asked cutting her off.

"Oh never mind. Keep walking," Mellie hit him in the arm and kept walking.

Mellie and Isaac both walked into the room at the same time, and Matthew arrived right after them. He looked at the two of them and smiled.

"I see my work here is done," Matthew bowed in front of both of them.

"Mr. President, I have no clue what you're talking about," Mellie rolled her eyes at him and sat down.

"Still not a morning person, Mellie?"

"You know I'm not," Mellie gave him a glare, and he just smiled back at her.

The meeting started, and Mellie eventually started to brighten up. Once her headache was gone, she was in a perfect mood. The meeting wasn't very long. Matthew just introduced her to some of the aids and other staff members. Once they were done, Mellie walked to her soon-to-be office and sat in her chair. She couldn't believe she would officially be the Vice President in a week.

"You look very happy," Isaac said as he walked into her office.

"I am. Part of me is still in shock."

"I bet," Mellie's excitement was contagious. Isaac couldn't wait for her to become Vice President. He could see how happy it made her.

"I'm also slightly exhausted."

"Me too. When can we have dinner again?"

"I'm free Friday night."

"It's date, but this time, no alcohol. We don't need a repeat of today. I'll pick you up at eight again."

"I will see you then," Isaac left her office, and Mellie couldn't believe that she couldn't wait until Friday. Mellie left the White House to go to her office on the Hill, and she was incredibly happy. So much for taking things with Isaac slow.