Blake eventually managed to speak through the hypnotizing sight right in front of him.

"You....you can wear my clothes. Im sorry, it really was a mistake. I know I joke around but I do have a limit."

Dalia did believe it was an accident and after he assured her that she had something to wear she wasn't as mad.

She got dressed in a black oversized shirt. It was long enough to cover as much as a short dress would so she didn't bother with the pants that wouldn't stop falling down.

Again Blake was mesmerized and his mind lead him to a scenario in which he was undressing Dalia slowly until the real her interrupted his thoughts. "You sleep on the bed." She said trying to argue his previous plan. "Not doin it." He responded.

Dalia was a little quieter now and said in almost a whisper, "h...how...how about we both...sleep...on the bed?"

That surprised Blake and even though he knew he would be tempted he agreed. Dalia was by the wall beside the desk and set her clothes out to dry. Blake was walking over to her when he tripped on his towel. He trapped Dalia between himself and a wall.

She looked at him with deep desire in her eyes but she didn't act, she was still too scared to do anything. Blake's eyes to were filled with desire but he was scared that Dalia wouldn't return his feelings or be scared of him. They were quiet and Blake looked at Dalia's bare neck wanting badly to leave a mark. He wanted people to see it and know that she was his. They both ignored these fears and went in slowly for a kiss.

*Knock, Knock, Knock* "Housekeeping!"

The two of them split at the speed of lightning and Blake went to shoo off the lady. -Are you f**king kidding me right now. You've got to be f**king kidding me. I am never coming to this f**king hotel again.- Blake's mind was on a rampage. However when he opened the door he was respectful seeing as how the lady was just doing her job.

He turned back around to see Dalia already in bed facing out and he did the same thing beside her still agitated at his missed opportunity.

In the morning Dalia woke up early, around eight a.m. Blake opened his eyes just enough to find Dalia desperately trying to make his pants fit. Upon bringing them up, Dalia lifted the shirt to allowing Blake to just barely see her rainbow striped underwear.

After she finished Blake pretended to just wake up. "Why so early?" Blake asked kind of disappointed that he wasn't the one to wake up and find her sleeping.

"I figure that maybe while we're out doing things ill remember something." Dalia replied. She sounded overly optimistic but inside she really just wanted to do things with Blake. She believed her time to be up. For now she wouldn't be depressed but rather look on the bright side.

"How about ice cream for breakfast then?" Blake suggested. "You owe me anyway." He smirked, Dalia was getting used to that smirk and began to find it very attractive.

"Alright then, get dressed and lets go." She teased back.

Blake ordered a chocolate dipped vanilla cone while Dalia had chocolate ice cream in a waffle cone bowl.

"You like vanilla?" Dalia asked. "Well there was this one time when that friend I had mentioned to you at the hospital got ice cream with me. They were almost out of chocolate so I said I'd get vanilla so she could have more. Ever since then I just usually get the same thing."

Dalia felt jealous at hearing Blake show such admiration for another girl. Whoever she was, she meant a lot to him, that much was apparent.

"Ah, d...did you ever reach out to her?" Dalia wondered even though the answer might not be one she would like.

"Um, no. If its meant to be it'll happen, if not then it cant be helped." Blake thought about his answer, he also thought about the night before. -I've fallen for her twice now, what if she likes me to. That would be a dream come true but I'll have to tell her everything eventually. Things went quiet. "Well...where should we go next?" Dalia finally asked. "How about your house?"

Blake thought about it. -Dalia lives right across the street from me. I need to be ready to face whatever might happen, but I cant hold off forever....-

"Alright, yeah. Finish up there first though."

Dalia didn't eat too fast so she wouldn't show how eager she was. She felt special at the thought of Blake allowing her to meet his parents.

When they finished their ice cream they went on their way to Blake's parent's house. "Ok, so if my mom acts weird you'll just have to ignore her. My dad also might be comforting to you. He doesn't do it to everyone though so feel special."

"Why me though?"

"Umm...you're the first girl I've brought home." He said. Which wasn't technically a lie but that wasn't the reason.

Blake's rant about his family finally ended when they pulled into a narrow driveway in a wooded area. Dalia didn't pay much attention to the surroundings until she got out of Blake's truck.

That when she stood in awe at the house. Her facial expression was enough to worry Blake. "Dalia, are you ok?" He asked in full concern.

"I've been here before." She said astonished. Blake was wondering if this was getting her memory back. "In a dream I had I came here with a boy but his face was blurry. It was probably some weird deja vu."

Blake had a taste of hope but it faded almost as soon as it got there. -Maybe it won't happen.- He thought beginning to doubt his efforts.