The light was dimmed low, but looking at her across the table, she had a smile so bright I'm sure the whole room saw her. She was laughing at the memory of her brother and I thought we were so tough when we face a group of biker in the city but it turns out we were total cowards and ran for our lives.

"I don't think I ever heard my brother running away from things but I'll admit, he needed his ego to be pulled down a little." She chuckles.

"Your brother had a good balance of tough and when knowing to walk away." I told her.

She signs, "I guess."

My brow furrows at her sign. She had some other thoughts and I couldn't figure out what it was.

She gave me a smile. "So you and that weirdo BamBam are good friends?" I nod my head. "His parents raised you?" I nod my head again. "And you two are different people?" I laugh at her question but nod my head.

"BamBam's mom is very caring. The moment she fed me when I was young, she didn't want me to go anywhere else."

"She sounds like a great women."

I nod my head, "Yes, she is." I bit my lip from hesitation. "She asked about you."

Lisa points to herself in confusion, "Me?"

I smirk at her reaction. "Yes. BamBam talked about you and she seemed to like you. She said you didn't take any of BamBam's crap and she like that."

She gave me a smirk, "Well that's good to know." I tilt my head. "The women who raise you, like me. That's so far is a good sign."

I blush at her words. She was making it hard not to get shy. But this whole dinner she would make comments like this that made it seem like we have a fighting chance.

I believe it to but I wouldn't want to jinx. I never knew I had a type. I actually don't know if I have a type but Lisa was someone I can see myself for the long run. She took the last sip of her wine, as she glanced around. She was admiring the atmosphere. When she takes in the view, like at the lake where we finish running, she has this soft expression.

"You already know that my parents came here a lot. But I don't think you know I actually never been here." She tells me.

"Never?"

She shook her head. "I was barely of age to drink, and I was drown in school work so I didn't go out much. And when my brother pass, I left town. So no I never been here. I actually forgot about this place." She gave me a thoughtful smile. "Thank you for bringing me here."

My chest tightened. She always had a strong demeanor and we all knew she had a rough past but hearing details of it, it just hits you in the chest.

"You know that even though we never actually met. I remember my brother talking about you." Her words pull me out of thought. My eyes widened. She chuckles. "I asked you if you ever played baseball at night at that one spot, well then I remembered Nick would talk about a certain comrade." She tucked a piece of hair behind her hair shyly. "He made a joke about if I could find a guy, he would approve a guy like you. And then I challenged him that if you were so perfect why wouldn't he introduce us."

Her smiles falters a little. And I wanted to know what he said. She looks me in the eye and continues to smile.

"And he said he would. But a week later, he went to war."

That was stab in the heart right there. Her eyes glistened and I felt like shit all over again.

"But he was right." My ears perked up. "You are perfect and I'm sad that we never met before. But maybe it's like what you said maybe this is our time."

We both starred at one another without saying a word. And I could see her guard going doing a little and her heart forgiving me a little more. This right here is one of the moments, I will never forget not because of how beautiful she looks, or how amazing this night was but because it was moments like this where you know forgiveness really can heal. And as much as I asked for forgiveness for her brother death, it's hard to forgive myself. But if this is how life plays out and we really believe this is our way to meet, then maybe I forgive myself.

"Do you want to get out of here?" She asks me. I nod my head. "Good."

We got out of table, I put a couple of hundred bills on the table. I don't know what bills was but I think 200 would be enough. I grabbed her hand and our finger instantly intertwined with one another. We stepped out of the restaurant and walk out into the nice cool fresh air.

I look down to her and she was already smiling at me. "What now?" I ask her.

She shrugs her shoulders, "A nice walk?" I gave her a smile letting her know that it was a perfect idea.

Our fingers stayed lace as we stroll down the path of a busy weekend in a small town. You can hear laughter and feel freedom around us. It was a good night so far.

"You know, it's weird that you barely speak but I feel like I know you. But the reality of it, is that I don't know you well." She points out.

"What do you want to know?"

"Where are your parents?" Her question was not a question I was expecting.

I clear my throat, "I don't know. They left me at school one day and never came back." Her hands tightened around mine. "I was 8 at the time. BamBam and I was playing, his mom came to pick him up. They stayed till my parent were ready to get me. When she realizes no one was coming, she took me home. She fed me, gave me clothes to wear, a toothbrush to brush my teeth and clean sheets to sleep next to Bambam. The next day she took us to school, expecting my parent to be worried sick but no one came again. It went on like this for three days." I stop to look at Lisa to make sure I wasn't boring her but she gave me reassurance to continue. "Bam's mother ask teachers about my parents and they said unfortunately it was normal. And in times like this I would just go home like nothing. She was furious about this and called the police. But they were planning to take me away, and they did for a week. BamBam's parents went to court and got custody of me."

"Wow." Was all she said. "I'm sorry to hear that."

I shook my head. "Don't be. I was in good hands. I was lost my whole life but I had guidance."

"That explains why you are quiet. But I do hope you open up...." She pause. "At least to me."

We both stop walking and face one another. The urge to touch her skin was strong and that's what I did. Her cheek was smooth and her brown eyes darken. The desire in her eyes were clear that she wanted to kiss but I hesitated. I don't know why but I did.

She on the other hand didn't hesitate at all. She immediately went on her toes and I felt a pair of soft plump lips on mine. Before I could react, her hands came around my neck and all of a sudden my arms were around her waist.

She kissed me gently and softly. Not something I was expecting from her. As we continue to kiss, I didn't want it to end so quickly so I deepened the kiss. She didn't expect this from me, hell I didn't expect it from myself.

We finally pulled away to breath. Her hooded eyes open with pure satisfaction. She smiles at me. "Your a damn good kisser."

I laugh at her bluntness. I scratch the back of neck nervously, "Thank you. You too."

She giggles, "Let's continue our night."

And we walked and talked till it was midnight.

Author's Note

Hey everyone! It's been so long. I know but summer is a little busy. But I'm trying to write as much as I can. I did start another story called Angel of Shadows.

It's different. It's missed with sci-fi and paranormal.

I hope you enjoy this chapters