After their last encounter Joe was a little frazzled. He had been dreaming about being with Barack ever since their term started in 2008. Never once did he think it would happen like.. that. Joe didn't know what to do. The next day Barack and Joe had a conference together. Joe made nervous glances at Barack but he ignored him and kept going as if nothing happened. It would be another week until Barack scheduled another private meeting. This time he made Spaghetti. He knew Joe still be a little sore from the angel pasta. He wanted to go slow as he wasn't sure Joe was up to the challenge. Once Barack finished piling the noodles onto the plate he picked up the phone on his desk, and told his secretary to let him in. Joe pushed his way through, trying not to seem anxious, though it was all clear to Barack. Joe was breathing heavy when he sat down.
