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He took the cloth from her and dropped it to the wet floor. Taking his hands, he used the soap to glide his fingers across her skin. She shivered under his touch.

"Oh..." she started to say.

"Don't speak," he said, continuing to touch her. He moved behind her and reached around her waist, his hands moving higher on her body until he cupped her breasts. He carefully pulled her against him so she could feel his excitement.

"Can you feel the heat?" he asked.

She reached back to his neck and pulled his head down. "Kiss me," she said.

"Where?" he asked and then laughed. "I'll go to the ends of the earth to kiss you."

"Shut up and kiss me."

"You've got to go, now? Can't you call in sick, or something?"

"You know I can't do that. Besides, I've got the rest of the week off. If you drive me down, I'll get you breakfast."

"Great. If I keep eating at Raymond's, I'm going to weigh two hundred pounds."

"Oh, I don't think there's any chance of that. I'll give you enough exercise."

"You're funny." He checked his watch. "I think there's time for some push-ups."

"You'll have to be quick, then. Just drop your pants and come here." She hopped up onto the kitchen table.

"Hey!" he laughed. "That's the... I eat..."

"I'll give you something to eat... c'mon, give it to me."

The table rocked enough that anyone would have thought a West Coast earthquake had rolled through the kitchen. "Ah, Jesus... whatever you do, don't stop."

Pulling into Raymond's parking lot with minutes to spare, Greg laughed as Cindy ran into the restaurant. Walking more slowly, he went in to have a very late breakfast. When he was done, he put a dollar down for Barbara, the waitress, waved at Cindy and left. Martine would give her a ride home, as usual.

He, on the other hand, was going to the pier to do a little fishing. "What a life," he said to himself as he drove toward Redondo.

A short while later, he was fighting a barracuda, hoping the line wouldn't break, when Elliot walked up and leaned against the railing next to him.

"Hey. How's the fishing?"

"Not bad, if you like barracuda. I was hoping for something else but these guys put up a good fight. What are you doing here?"

"Speaking of something else, have you seen Al?"

"No... I thought it was your job to keep an eye on him?"

"Yeah, well... somebody screwed up and we lost him."

"Are you going to pick Angie up, now? You better or she'll be in the wind, too."

"I know but she hasn't really done anything."

"So what? Grab her up and worry about it, later. If you don't..."

"Yeah, I know, she'll be gone. Do you think she'll stay for the wedding?"

"She said she'd be there, but maybe that's just talk. Wait a minute..." Greg grabbed his pole and wound his line in, finally pulling the aggressive fish up the side of the pier and against the railing. "Watch out, Elliot, those teeth are nasty. Get that net, will you?"

With the fish now on the pier's deck, he baited his hook again and cast out into the water. "I'm hoping for a nice, big halibut for dinner. Maybe, I could invite Angie over and sound her out, how's that?"

"Thanks. What's wrong with this fish?"

"For some reason, you get really sick if you eat them. Why don't you and Sophia join us, too? I'm sure Cindy won't mind. I'll give her a call when I get home."

"You looking forward to Friday? Getting married is a big step for anyone." Elliot looked out to the bay.

"Yes, although I'll admit I've been enjoying it for a while." Greg smiled.

"Don't let that spark disappear, my friend. It's interesting. Women, sex and love... it can be so damn confusing." 'How true,' he thought, realizing Sophia had controlled their love life ever since that night at the restaurant.

"God, I hope not... life is crazy enough as it is. Hey! I got another bite!" Greg yelled. He worked the line, playing the fish. "Oooohooo! It's a halibut and a big one, too! Get the net! Get the net! Don't you dare let it get away!"

A minute later, dinner was cooling in the ice chest.

"I'll see you, tonight, Elliot. Thanks."

"Honey, we're having guests for dinner.

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