Lucy Martin<br/>Location: GPC, rooftop garden<br/>Tags: Dylan Murphy<br/>Time: Late evening<br/><br/>She had to admit, her heartbeat increased at the thought of being alone with him in his apartment. The way he had described it all came to back her with crystal clarity. The view alone from his balcony was probably breathtaking. Still she feared how awkward it would be should he decide she was no longer his cup of tea when she told when what she planned on telling him tonight. “The rooftop,” she said, not wanting to make eye contact. The first time in the elevator she was nervous. This time she was still nervous but for a different reason.  A smile remained on her lips though, as he had mentioned the kiss the first time. A memory like that doesn’t fade. It plays on your mind in quiet times. At night, it fills your head with dreams that make you toss and turn about. It would be with her for some time.<br/><br/>The elevator dinged and the doors opened, pulling her away from the thought of his lips against her own. Now she was greeted by the sights and smells that the staff at Gramercy had treated them to by creating this space. “Oh. My. Goodness,” she said, her voice a whisper, and her eyes wide with surprise. “I had no idea this was up here. It’s..It’s..beautiful. I mean there aren’t words for it. The flowers..there are so many. I can’t even begin to count how many there are. I don’t even know all of the species. It’s..it’s..incredible. “ Her feet had carried her from the elevator into this space. Softly she touched the petals that had bloomed and opened up their beauty. Leaning down, she cupped a flower, inhaling it’s sweet fragrance. “We had flowers back home. They grew everywhere, but nothing like this. Wildflowers mostly. I loved the purple and white hues that littered the countryside, but this. I can’t believe it. It’s like being in a dream or something.” She giggled softly, still taking in the sight of it all. “Thank you Dylan. I had no idea there was something like this here. It’s so beautiful. “ Lucy turned, taking in everything, even glancing up at the sky. “The stars! Look at that! They’re so..oh my goodness Dylan! Look at them!” She turned to quickly to face him. “I can’t ever thank you enough for showing me this. I can’t…..” Lucy’s voice trailed as she looked away for a second. Gathering her courage, she once more looked to him. “I have to tell you something, and if you don’t want to see me anymore, I understand, but I have to tell you Dylan.”<br/><br/>Her heart was in a lump in her throat. “When I left home, I was young and stupid. Not a great combo. My mom and dad really didn’t want me to go. They kept saying things like, ‘Oh come home honey. You know you can’t make it on your own.’ Nothing like words of encouragement from the parental units to motivate you. So I was more sure than anything that I wasn’t going home. Even when the money I had saved from my job ran out, I still didn’t go home. Sure I had some money coming in, but it wasn’t enough. I called them up to ask for money, for help, so that I could keep living where I was. They brought up how I couldn’t make it on my own before I had the chance to. So I didn’t ask for help. Instead I lost the place I was renting. I met a guy, Tank.” She rolled her eyes at the mention of his name. “Tank belonged to this biker club. He took care of me, helped me out, let me come stay with him for a while. You know everybody has these notions about bikers being real badasses. The drinking, drugs, smoking, and sex is all true though. Tank, he was no different. At first, I thought he was. He got me into drinking.” She smiled. “Yeah. I can drink. I turned down the drugs and smoking bit. Like I said before, I don’t see how anybody that cares for their body could do that to it. I guess I’m a hypocrite though right? Drinking does the same thing. Anyhow,” she continued, shaking her head, realizing  she was getting  a bit off track. “The sex part is something I just ..said..no..to..as..well. “ Lucy looked up, catching his eyes with her own, trying to see if he understood. “Dylan..I..I have always..just..said..no..to that. I’ve never..you know,” she told him, waving her hands in front of her trying to make her point. “Please tell me you understand what I’m saying. If you’re put off by it, like I said, I understand, and I’ll go. In fact, maybe I should.” She started towards him quickly, towards the elevator. “I’m sorry for wasting your time. I’ll just go. You know I always thought the right guy would come along, and I wouldn’t be nervous, and I would just do it. I’m sorry. I’m still so nervous, and I wouldn’t even know how to begin, even if I wanted you to be the one, and maybe I do, but I just don’t know,” she rambled on, unable to stop the closer she came to him. “I just..maybe I should go. My parents are right. I’m just a stupid kid who can’t make it on her own. Who am I trying to kid anyway? You? You’re this handsome, amazing man, and I’m too nervous to get over the fact that maybe you could be the one that I’m with the first time, but I’m too nervous to even do anything about it, and I don’t even know what that move should be.” Her voice gave into a giddy laugh as she was within reach of him now. She was scared he wouldn’t say anything at all. She was scared he would say something. Either way, when Lucy couldn’t talk anymore, she kept her head down and continued to apologize. “I’m sorry Dylan. I’m sorry.”