"So mind telling me your name, Mystery Girl." Jesse asked as we neared Central Park.
"Oh? But where would the fun in that be?" I pouted.
"Well then if I don't know your name, shall i call you babe?" He inquired.
"You can call me whatever you want, darling." I smiled adding a southern lilt to my voice.
To that he just smiled. Walking down the darkened street with him, we probably looked pretty weird, though that's nothing unusual for New York. I say this because he was all snazzed up in a suit complete with cuffs and I had on this skimpy dress. Thank God, I wore tights. Walking in silence for a while I suppose we were thinking of what to do next.
"Have you ever been to the top of the empire state building at 3 in the morning?" I asked.
I certainly got a reaction with that.
"NO, though I wonder how you'd be able to accomplish that." he smiled.
"Oh that's simple. The hard part is not getting caught." I stated.
"Is that what you plan to do tonight, Mystery Girl." Jesse asked.
"Why of course not!" I yelled.
Roaring with laughter he leaned up against the wall. 'Well then, what do you plan on doing?"
"This" I breathed. Standing on my tip toes I a gave a peck to his lips and giggled. "Hand me your phone." I ordered.
"Yes, ma'am" he sighed.
Grabbing his phone I added my number with a picture of me. Of course I added my contact as "Mystery Girl".
Returning his phone, I smiled. "I've loved the time we've spent together, Jesse. But I'm afraid I have to go."
"But-"
"We'll see each other soon. I promise." With that I kissed his cheek and bade him a farewell and a goodnight.
I again, hailed a cab for the third time tonight, already writing a song in my head about tonight.
Opening the cab door I waved to Jesse and grinned like a cat who had gotten her cream.
"Where to?"
"JOE?!"
Belting out a laugh he replied with "Home I suppose"
Smiling I rolled the window and screamed to Jesse "Till next time, McCartney!"
Still chuckling in the front seat Joe said "Well someone's happy."
"YOu have no idea." I whispered as I looked out the back window at the shrinking figure of a man under a street lamp.
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FanfictionFor how long will Love hold her charade for her idol before she's exposed? An up and coming singer runs into her long standing idol, but she doesn't tell him her name nor exactly who she is. Now she's in a predicament....
