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Topher thought he'd made some good New Year's Resolutions.  Well, he tried. But he really wasn't thinking about them, at the moment with Josie, even if the thought he should.

He looked back at Willow and Jules as the music poured over them, and the lights danced around them in the dark of the concert. He didn't think Jules would be into the concert. Was he just acting this silly because of Willow?

Jules' hands were on her waist and he swayed about as if this was the best concert ever.  Topher smiled at them and tugged at Josie's hand. He was doing this slowly. Taking Willow's advice. He was one to rush things. Of course, most of his relationships might have lasted three weeks, tops. He was determined to do better this time.

They were on the outskirts of the mosh pit as they stood in the steamy arena as the bands played on. He thought of what Willow said. "Now would you rather be the guy you'd trust with your own daughter, or just that bad boy, you can be?" That was a lot to think on. Actually, the first part was a bit creepy. He guessed he knew what she was talking about. He knew, she wanted him to get to know Josie, before things got physical. In fact, she wanted him to leave out the physical part, entirely.

As it was, he was beginning to think Jules couldn't entirely be that different from him. And it hurt a little that Willow never took him up on his offer between girlfriends. It almost happened, but it didn't. It was definitely history now.

And he'd been looking forward to going out with Josie since last year which was only a few weeks ago, but still, it felt like a long time coming.

His smile was open with her. Still, he didn't know what to do. Was she really having fun? Well, he'd have a whole lot more fun if he wasn't questioning his every move. Obviously, Jules wasn't, as he bobbed around like a nerd. He almost laughed and decided it was about time he twirled Josie around. It was awkward, but he caught her in his arms. The night was young and he definitely wanted this date to be one of many.