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[emmawright]

It was the day after Monty's birthday, and Emma couldn't stop thinking about him. She was unsure how to feel about the situation because Monty was five years younger than her; but now, utterly legal by New York standards. And then there was Simon to consider. Would it hurt his feelings? He'd been too busy to see her this past week or she would have

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[breezy_playboy]

Monty flipped open his phone without looking to see who was calling. "Monty Petrelli, sexiest member of the sexiest family, how can I help you?"

[emmawright]

Her face turned red and she smiled. "You goof. How does it feel to be seventeen?"

[breezy_playboy]

"Emma! Hi!" He grinned into the phone, even though she couldn't see it. "It feels great, believe me. And I got some awesome presents."

[emmawright]

She rolled onto her back, smiling at the ceiling, "Good, I'm glad. You deserve them. Would you like to go somewhere with me today...?"

[breezy_playboy]

"I'll go anywhere with a beautiful lady," he said, only half joking. "Just name it."

[emmawright]

She felt her face go hot again. Damn it, Monty had a sexy voice. "I-I was thinking maybe a picnic. I don't have food but we could go to a store and then...if you know of any nice, quiet places outside the city....maybe....just an idea..."

She was clearly flustered, and Emma hated herself for it.

[breezy_playboy]

He smiled slowly. That sounded... like the best thing ever. "I think I know just the place," he murmured. There was a nature reserve outside of the city that his parents had taken him to often when he was a child.

[emmawright]

"Great! Come pick me up in a few...?" Emma sat up excitedly. She would need to wear something extra cute...

[breezy_playboy]

"On my way." He closed his phone and ran upstairs, changing quickly into a shirt he hadn't spilled tomato sauce on. There was always a lot of tomato sauce in the Petrelli house. That done, he was on his way out of his bedroom when he stopped and decided to grab the Phantom mask Simon had bought him. He bounded down the stairs and almost flew out to his car. Before long he was knocking on Emma's door and sliding the mask on over his face.

[emmawright]

Emma grabbed her purse, having put on short Jean shorts, sandals, and a revealing tank top. What, she couldn't tease Monty a bit?

She opened the door with a smile and then let out a small yell, covering her mouth. "Monty!! You frightened me!"

[breezy_playboy]

He grinned, half of it covered by the mask. "My apologies, dear lady," he said, bowing over her hand, "but my appearance is even more frightening. For I... am the Phantom of the Opera."

[emmawright]

"Sounds very scary," she said with a firm nod. "And while I think the mask is neat, you're too cute to be covered up by it." Emma curled her fingers around his hand, taking hold of it.

[breezy_playboy]

"Are you sure you want to risk it?" Monty's grin widened as he let her take the mask off. "Seriously, though, how awesome is it? Simon bought it for me."

[emmawright]

"Its really beautiful." She examined it and then slipped it on herself. "How does it look on me?" Emma did a little pose.

[breezy_playboy]

"Amazing," he said softly. Emma always looked amazing. He reached out and touched the cheek not covered by the mask.

[emmawright]

Emma paused and then pulled it off, handing it back to him. "Here. I'll break it if you let me hold it for too long. I break everything." She turned and locked up her apartment, then put her keys in her purse.