Chapter 8

"Hey-Lisbon wait!"

She doesn't look back.

"Jane I need to go, I'll be late for the meeting."

"Well wait please!"

He takes hold of her arm and she shoots him a glare.

"I wanted to know if you'd like to...to..."

Lisbon roles her eyes.

"Make it quick Jane."

"Do-you-want-to-go-out-with-me?"

"Yeah sure."

She says it without hesitation which takes him by surprise and he lets go of her arm. She smirks before giving him a quick peck on the cheek. His heart stops for a complete two seconds. Turning to leave she says:

"Pick me up at 8 and wear something nice."

Well then, it looks like he's taking her on a date.

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It was 7 and he had no clue what he was doing. Did he really put his best suit on? Is he really driving to her house? Did he really make those reservations to Olive Garden?

He got to her house at 7:30 and she came to the door still in her work clothes. She looks him up and down and smiles, letting him in.

"You're here early."

"Yeah..."

"Well let me get changed I'll be down in a minute."

"You didn't get ready at all did you?"

She raises an eyebrow.

"I thought you'd back out."

Then she disappears upstairs. He sits on a couch, twiddling his hands and playing with his ring. He could see Angela coming down the stairs with her white dress on, all smiles and laughing. Breathe Patrick. Breathe. This is okay, liking Teresa is okay. He could almost hear Angela teasing him 'Oh please Patrick Jane, it's just a date stop acting so nervous Wonder Boy!'.

"You can't laugh! And in my defense I thought you'd chicken out!"

He watches Teresa come down-stairs in a classy light green dress that goes down to her knees. The dress flowed like waves as she went down the stairs, a green eyed nymph in a emerald dress. She looks beautiful.

"Jane are you alright?"

He can't say anything which makes her a little nervous.

"Well if you don't like it this much then I guess I could change-"

"No."

"What?"

"You...you look good."

She crosses her arms.

"Good."

Can't she see how this is affecting him?

"Well I mean you look good! But you look really-really good."

"Oh well that's good I guess."

"...I'm really bad at this."

She smiles at him and wraps her arms around his chest causing his breath to catch.

"Isn't this the part where you take me out to dinner?"

"Oh yeah let's get going."

What has he gotten himself into?