This is intended for mature audiences only.

 The door shut with a soft click, and Tina leaned wearily against it. Her dark eyes fell on the empty bed that seemed to fill the hotel room. Her last conversation with Carlos came flooding back with striking clarity:

"I can't believe you're going off after HIM again!"

Tina sighed. "It's just a concert," she protested, laying a hand on his arm.

He shook her off. "Like hell! If it was 'just a concert', why are you going back to Orlando?"

A little irritated, she explained once more, "I told you that this tour is to promote his solo album. My friends and I are all meeting down there for the kick-off concert. We've been planning this forever. You knew this...I've told you this..."

His hand sliced through the air, cutting her off. "I know you're probably going to stalk him again."

She didn't deny it. Her blush gave her away. "Carlos, I don't understand why you're so upset. It's only a concert."

"I forbid you to go."

Tina blinked. "What? I don't think I heard you right. Did you just forbid me to go?"

He crossed his arms over his muscular chest. "I did."

"And you really expect me not to go?" He nodded. "I suppose you expect me to just sit here all weekend long, waiting for you to drop by...after you're done with Carlene."

Carlos grew still. "Carlene has nothing to do with it. She's just staying with me 'cause her boyfriend beat the shit out of her."

She snorted. "Oh, I know she's staying with you...in your bed." She closed the distance between them. "Let me tell you something, Carlos," she began, poking him in the chest for emphasis, "I am not going to sit idly by here in Virginia while you're fucking Carlene when I could be having fun with my friends in Orlando."

"If you go, don't bother calling me when your come home."

Tina's dark eyes widened in mock surprise. "Ooh! Was that an ultimatum? I'm sooo scared."

"I mean it, Tina."

She squared her shoulders and went nose to nose with him. "I'm going, Carlos."

...And she was here. Carlos had stormed out. "Probably went to Carlene, the fucking voodoo bitch," she muttered, dropping her bags to the floor.

Someone knocked on the door behind her, and she opened the door. Her eyes widened, and she grinned. "Kat!!" The two women hugged. "You are a sight for sore eyes."

"You, too, freak," Kat said, thumping Tina on the back. her all too perceptive cat's eyes narrowed. "You okay?"

Tina nodded. "Fine," she lied.

"You and Carlos..."

Tina turned away. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Tee..."

Tina turned back to Kat. "I don't want to talk about it," she repeated more slowly.

Kat raised her hands in surrender. "Okay, okay, okay. I give up.." She grinned suddenly. "Get on your dancin' shoes, girl. It's time to cheer you up!"

The music throbbed around her. Tina smiled at her tall, dark and handsome dancing partner, but it was forced. If he tried one more time to rub up against her...

Tall Dark and Handsome brushed his trim body against hers again. White teeth flashed as he grinned down at her. Tina smiled back, stepped down hard on his foot then turned away as he staggered for balance.

Laughter floated over to her from her right. She turned to find herself staring into a pair of laughing dark eyes. "That was pretty good," he said, nodding to the dark haired man and smiling down at her.

She found herself blushing as she looked at the smiling blond. "He'll only limp for a little while." Her previous partner was slowly making his way over to her. She grimaced. "I should have kicked him in the balls."

Her new blond friend laughed even harder and spirited her away before Tall Dark and Handsome could follow.

They stopped at the edge of the dance floor, and Tina smiled into the blond's dark eyes. There was something familiar about him, but she couldn't place it. She shook off the thought. "Thanks for your help," she said, smiling shyly. What was it about this guy?

He grinned at her, and gave her a little bow. "It's my pleasure to help a damsel in distress." The wicked grin on his face and the way he drawled the word 'pleasure' had heat pooling in her belly. He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, brushing a kiss over her knuckles before turning her hand over and pressing a gentle kiss on her palm.

Her eyes were drawn to his mouth, and a memory niggled at her. That mouth? She knew this man, she was sure of it now. "We've met before, haven't we?" she asked.

He paused, considering. "It's possible. I meet lots of people in my line of work." He shrugged. "But if not," he bowed again, grinning at her as he stood upright. "I'm Alex."

Tina's mouth went dry. Oh dear God. That mouth. Blond hair. That mouth. Those eyes. That mouth. The memory of his DC concert...of Alex wiggling that tongue. "Alex?" she squeaked. "Alex McLean?" His name was a whisper, almost a prayer, but she wasn't sure what for.

"You know who I am?"

Tina groaned silently, her cheeks had to be glowing bright red. "You're the reason I'm in Orlando." One dark brow raised in question. "I'm here with friends of mine for your kick-off concert." In a softer voice, she added, "I'm a really big fan of yours."

"You mean the Backstreet Boys," he corrected, moving closer to her.

She shook her head. "No...I mean, I like the other guys, too, but..." He stood so close their bodies brushed against each other. She fought the need to tremble. "You're...well...you're the one I'm crazy about."

Alex cocked his head to one side, listening as the music changed to a slow song. Taking her hand in his, he asked, "Will you dance with me, my lady?"

Her heart caught in her throat at his words. Her mind kept screaming, THIS IS ALEX!!! She nodded, and he led her out onto the dance floor. The song was familiar, and she nearly groaned as Alex sang softly, "It's undeniable, that we should be together..."

She leaned back in his arms then reached up and pressed her lips against his. "Don't," she requested softly. "Please don't sing just now."

"Why not?" He looked offended.

"Because if I listen to you sing this song, I refuse to hold myself responsible for the consequences."

He grinned, pulling her closer. "Such as?"

She grinned back at him, slightly more relaxed now. "Such as ripping off all of your clothes and having my way with you here and now."

He burst out laughing. "We need to save that kind of thing for the later."

Her grin widened. "Promise?"

He pulled her closer still so her hips pressed against his. There was no mistaking the long hard bar of his arousal. "I promise."

The soft sultry purr of his voice made her shudder. "Is it later yet?"

He laughed again. "Your place or mine?"

Her smile slipped a little, thinking of her big empty hotel bed. Alex would share it with her, she decided. "Mine."

Kat found Tina deep in conversation with a blond across the room, she was closing the distance to investigate when the couple left the dance floor and headed for the door. As they neared her, she realized who the blond was. Kat grinned, eerily resembling her namesake. "I knew Citywalk was just what she needed," she murmured, watching as the couple left the club.

Alex drove. The sleek black Mercedes sped through the night with the top down. Tina's hair blew about wildly, and she loved every minute of it. Rock music blasted over the speakers, filling the night with the sound of screaming guitars.

Carlos' voice was in the back of her mind, but Tina pushed all guilty thoughts aside. Carlos was with Carlene. And she hadn't stalked Alex. He'd fallen into her lap. She looked over at him out of the corner of her eye. He was singing along with the radio. For once he wasn't wearing his nearly ever present baseball cap. The wind ruffled his blond hair. She grinned. Yes, she decided, her guardian angel deserved quite a commendation for this piece of work.

"What's that grin for?"

"You," she replied honestly, moving closer to him. Her hand rested lightly on his thigh, rubbing gently.

He grinned at her. "Me?"

She leaned closer and kissed his cheek. "Yes, you. Now, shut up and drive. The sooner we get to my hotel room..." As her words trailed off, her hand traveled up his thigh to between his legs.

Alex took one hand off the steering wheel and laid it on her thigh. She wasn't wearing any stockings, and she groaned as his hand slid up her thigh beneath her short black skirt. She groaned even louder when his exploring hand found moist curls instead of cloth.

"Alex, the light!" Her voice was anything but steady, and she was finding it quite difficult to breathe. Alex slammed on the brakes just in time to stop for the red light. He opened his mouth to speak but she leaned close and kissed him. Her tongue dived quickly into his mouth, then she pulled back. Her hand stayed between his legs, massaging gently. She glanced over her shoulder. "Light's green," she panted.

"Where the hell is that hotel?" he muttered, revving the engine and racing into the night.

Two blocks later, Alex pulled into the parking lot. Tina laughed out loud at the squeal of tires as they rounded the corner. Alex bounded out of the car and half-dragged/half-ran with Tina into the hotel. In the elevator, he pressed her up against the back wall. "Ever done it in an elevator?" he asked, rubbing his hips against her. He gave her no chance to answer as his mouth covered hers. His tongue delved deep into her mouth. She shuddered as his hands slid under her shirt to find her hard nipples.

"I thought you didn't like close places," she panted when his lips moved over her neck to her ear.

"Depends on who I'm with," he growled into her ear, biting down gently on her earlobe. She arched against him.

The doors slid open. Dimly, Tina heard a startled, "Oh my!" She and Alex parted long enough to find a matronly older woman blushing furiously at the young couple groping in the elevator. Alex grinned at the woman, causing her blush to deepen to a mottled red. Tina hustled the both of them past the older woman to her hotel room.

The bed filled the room. Tina paused in the doorway as thoughts of Carlos came rushing to mind.

"Second thoughts?" Alex breathed into her ear.

She turned to face him, losing herself in his dark eyes. Carlos who? she asked herself. "No second thoughts," she murmured. Her hands threaded through his blond hair, pulling his mouth to hers. Their mouths mated, tongues dueling desperately as his hands slid over her body.

When she felt the mattress beneath her back, she wasn't quite sure how she'd gotten there...and didn't much care, either. AJ followed her down, covering her body with his own. He lay over her, looking down into her eyes. She had time to notice the wicked tilt of his lips before he sat back on his heels, straddling her. His body pressed intimately against hers. She groaned. His hands took hold of her shirt. He slid the shirt up and over her head, pulling her up slightly to remove it and toss it aside. She fell back against the pillows, and he groaned, filling his hands with her yellow lace clad breasts. "Yellow?" he asked, bending down to kiss what bare flesh he could.

Her hands roamed him restlessly, over his shoulders, his arms, sliding into his hair as his hot mouth nudged one nipple free and claimed it. His hand found her other nipple, pinching it beneath the lace. She arched into his touch.

He pulled back to look into her dazed eyes. "Yellow?" he asked again.

"It's your favorite color," she murmured, taking hold of him and pulling his mouth back to her breasts. She heard him chuckle before he nudged the other nipple free. He licked it, then blew gently, chuckling again as she shuddered beneath him.

He slid down her body. He lifted her skirt, pulling it up to revel her moist nest of dark curls. He sat back for a moment, taking time to part her swollen lips. She watched his blond head dip down, and her eyes slid shut on a moan. "God, Alex," she groaned. His tongue played with her, driving her crazy as it manipulated her swollen clit. His teeth bit down gently, and she buried her hands in his hair, holding him in place as she bucked against his mouth. "Ah, God, so fast," she groaned, losing herself to the feel of his mouth, his tongue as he pleasured her. She flooded him with her juices, crying out his name as she came.

He sat back on his heels, watching her chest rise and fall with each agitated breath she took. He waited until she opened her eyes. "Feel better?" he asked, grinning.

She stretched languorously. "Much." She gave a pointed glance to his crotch. "But I think you still have a...very large...problem."

He flopped down onto the bed beside her, resting his hands behind his head. "I think you can fix it, though...can't you?"

Tina sat back on her heels, staring down at Alex, head cocked to one side. "What?" he asked.

She nibbled on her lower lip. "Just trying to decide what I want to do first. Damn, but I wish I'd thought to bring along..."

Her words trailed off, and he grinned at her. "Bring what along?" he asked, sitting up. He pulled his shirt up and over his head, then carelessly tossed it aside. Tina's dark eyes trailed down his chest, fastening on his 69 tattoo. When she didn't respond, only stared at him, he tipped her chin so their eyes met. "Bring what?" he repeated.

She blinked. "What? Oh, well, it..." she cleared her throat. Her hands found him, stroking his shoulders lightly then trailing down to his nipples. Using her nails, she ran circles around his nipples, grinning as they puckered in response. "It was a joke, actually," she said softly. "Someone gave me a pair of handcuffs, and told me to use them on you when I got down here."

"Handcuffs?" he murmured, eyes shut in pleasure as her hands lightly stroked a path down his stomach. One nail traced his 69 tattoo, and he sucked in his breath.

Tina gave him a gentle push and he fell back down on the bed. She straddled him, pressing her hips against his. He arched up and she bit back a groan as she felt his hard cock beneath his clothes rub against her clit. "I'll get your pants all messy if you keep that up," she said, bending down to nibble on his ear, his neck.

"I'll do it myself if you don't get them off me soon."

Chuckling, Tina moved down his body. His hands played with her hair a she sucked his nipple into her mouth, biting down so gently then swirling her tongue around it while her hand toyed with his other nipple.

She moved lower. She sat back to pull off his jeans, sliding them down and off his body. She took a moment to just look at him...all of him...laying there gloriously naked. He was bigger than she had thought he'd be. A vague memory of his hip-thrusts at the DC concert came to mind, and she smiled. She should have known. "Enjoying the view?" he asked, reaching for her.

Tina nodded, glancing up into his eyes. "Immensely," she said, bending over him once more. She kissed a path down his stomach, stopping at his 69. She traced the tattoo with her tongue, then pulled back to blow on it. He groaned when she dipped her tongue into his belly button. His hard cock bobbed as she moved still lower, kissing a path around it to the insides of his thighs.

"Tease," he groaned, his hands playing once more with the long strands of her hair.

She took one of his balls into her mouth, and would have smiled if she could have as Alex sucked in his breath. She rolled it around in her mouth, sucking gently, and his groaning increased. She switched, rolling the other around her mouth, and his hands tightened in her hair. "God, Tina, please..."

She licked her way up his cock until she reached the tip. She licked away the pre-cum, swirling her tongue around and around the head of his cock. Her name was a whispered litany on his lips as she slowly took him into her mouth. His hands fisted in her hair, trying to pull her down harder...faster. She moved slowly, enjoying the feel of him in her mouth, until he nudged the back of her throat. She took him into her throat, just a little, and sucked on him.

His hands tightened in her hair, and he moaned her name as he lost control, arching his hips up into her mouth. She pulled back so she wouldn't choke, then groaned as he filled her mouth with his cum. She couldn't swallow it all. The salty fluid trickled from her lips as he came and came. Finally, his hips fell back down on the bed, spent. His harsh breathing filled her ears as she untangled her hair from his fingers.

Tina sat back on her heels, waiting for him to look at her. His dark eyes opened. She licked his cum from her lips, then leaned over him. She kissed him, and he groaned again, tasting his cum on her lips, in her mouth. His tongue lapped the salty fluid, and she moaned, twining her tongue with his. Already she could feel him hardening against her. Her eyes widened in surprise as he flipped her onto her back. "Alex?"

"This skirt has got to go," he said, suiting action to words and pulled the offending garment off of her. It went the way of her shirt. His fingers nimbly worked the front clasp of her bra, and the lace fell away so she lay naked beneath his gaze. His eyes traveled the length of her, then once more, he met her gaze. "I need to ask a question."

Tina smiled. "Condoms are in the drawer of the night table," she said. "I picked up a box, just in case..."

He grinned as she blushed. "Thanks, but what I wanted to ask was..." he covered her body with his; his hard cock rubbed against the center of her, "just how much sleep did you get last night."

She blinked. What? "Enough...why?"

He grinned, and her heart fluttered in her chest. "Good, 'cause you're going to be up all night."

Tina grinned up into his dark eyes. "Think you can manage to be 'up' all night?" She rolled her hips, sucking in her breath as his cock rubbed against her clit.

Alex grinned down at her. "You'd be surprised at what I can do."

Their eyes met and held. The grin faded into a soft smile. "Alex," she said, reaching up to caress his cheek, "I don't think there is much about you that can surprise me anymore."

Alex bent his head and his lips captured hers. The kiss was soft...sweet even. It started off gentle, but when his tongue traced the seam of her lips, she opened for him. His hard cock pressed against her and he flexed his hips. Tina pulled back. "Wait," she panted, pushing at his shoulders.

"Why?" he groaned, arching his hips again, sliding a bit into her.

She moaned, wriggled beneath him until he slid back out. "Condom," she managed to gasp, reaching for the drawer of the night table. Alex growled something unintelligible and reached for the drawer as well.

Together they rolled off the edge of the bed onto the floor. Alex landed on top of her and she let out a muffled "Oof!" Alex immediately rose up off her but banged his head on the drawer of the bedside table which Tina had managed to open. Alex's body covered hers once more as he lay there cursing fluently.

Tina laughed. Her body shook with her laughter as Alex glared down at her. "It's not funny," he said.

"Yes, it is," she giggled.

It took a minute, but Alex started laughing as well. "Okay," he conceded, "I guess it is funny. But it was your idea to get the condoms."

Tina rolled them so she straddled his hips. His arousal had fled when he hit his head, but Alex was quickly rising to the occasion. "It's not that I don't trust you, Bone," she flexed her hips, eyes sliding shut as his cock rubbed against her clit, "but, these days, a girl has to be careful." She reached into the drawer and pulled out the large box of condoms.

He grinned when he saw the economy size box. "Planning on quite a vacation, aren't we?"

She blushed. "Actually, I had hoped..."

The phone rang.

Tina sat up, looking at the phone as it rang again. "You going to answer it?" Alex asked.

Tina still hesitated as it rang a third time.

"Well if you won't..." Alex wiggled from beneath her. Tina's eyes widened as she watched him sit up, and answer the phone. "Hello?" He held out the receiver to her. "It's for you."

Her lips twitched and she started to giggle. "Of course it's for me," she said, laughter bubbling up within her. "It's my room." She took the receiver from him. "Hello?"

"Hello, remember me?"

Tina sat down hard next to Alex as Carlos' voice came through loud and clear. Alex reached for her, but she shook her head. Not yet, she mouthed. Into the phone, she said, "I remember. How's Carlene?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. "Gone."

The one word was filled with a wealth of pain. Carlene had been his last link to the old neighborhood back home. He was lonely again. Poor baby, she thought sarcastically. "Sorry to hear that," she said, carefully keeping her voice even. Confusion racked her. Here she was wrestling around naked with Alex McLean, and the man she'd given her heart to was on the phone with her. 'My life is an X-file,' she thought, eyes sliding shut.

"When are you coming home?" Carlos asked.

"I don't know." It was honest. She didn't want to go back. Carlos would do what he'd always done: be attentive for a little while, and then go back to his carousing. "Right now, I don't want to."

"Having fun?"

The snide twist of his words brought the smile back to her lips. "Actually, I was...until the phone rang."

"Oh, did I interrupt something?"

Still the sarcasm. "Yes, so if you don't mind, I'll call you back tomorrow." She paused. "Late tomorrow...tomorrow night...sometime. Bye." She hung up the phone.

"Boyfriend back home?" Alex asked.

Tina sighed and climbed back on the bed. She sat on its edge and Alex joined her there. His arm slid around her shoulders and she leaned into his embrace. "He is and he isn't."

Alex was quiet a moment, digesting that. "You're lovers?"

She nodded. "When he remembers me out of the long trail of women he has at his disposal."

"I guess one of them just left?"

She nodded again. "And I'm supposed to run back home, pick up the pieces, validate his manhood, and stand by while he fucks whomever he pleases."

"You ever cheated on him before?"

She shook her head then squarely met his gaze. "No...never really wanted to."

"So I'm revenge?"

She shook her head, noting the sudden flash of pain in his gaze before he banked it. "No...I've wanted you a long time. Tonight you just sort of fell into my lap."

His lips twitched. "And on you."

She smiled back at him. "And on me." Her hand came up to caress his cheek.

"You've been through a lot, haven't you?" he asked, laying back on the bed and pulling her with him. His arousal had fled once more, and his cock rested limply on his nest of dark curls. His hand was in her hair, playing with the long dark strands again. His cock twitched, slowly started to lengthen.

Her hand roamed his stomach, fingers tracing the 69 tattoo. "I don't want to think about him anymore," she said. She pressed a kiss to his nipple, and flicked her tongue around it until it hardened.

Alex opened his mouth to speak, and the phone rang again. Tina groaned, and kissed him, ignoring the phone. Her tongue dived into his mouth, and his tongue met hers, twining around it. "Shouldn't you answer that?" he asked when she let him up for air.

"I should, but I won't," she said, turning away only long enough to retrieve the box of condoms from the floor. "We really should get started on these."

"Get started?" he asked, grinning.

She grinned back as she ripped open one condom packet. "I want the box empty by morning."

Alex glanced at the size of the box then back at her face. "All of them? By morning?"

She nodded, taking the condom and putting it on him. "You did say all night." She grinned at him, straddling his hips. "Not feeling 'up' to the challenge?"

He grabbed her hips and flexed upward, burying himself inside her. "Oh, I'm 'up' to it." He pulled her down so his mouth could claim hers.

She shuddered as he filled her. She groaned as he flipped her onto her back without ever leaving the warmth of her body. He slid into her, deep enough to touch her cervix then slid slowly back almost all the way out. "Think I'm up to it?" he asked.

His sultry voice sent shivers down her spine. Her hips arched up to meet his. She couldn't talk...couldn't think. All her attention was centered on the core of her where his body joined hers.

"You're not going to be able to walk tomorrow," he promised.

She was beyond hearing. His name was a whispered prayer on her lips as her hands roamed his shoulders. Her nails scored his back as the heat built within her. His thrusts grew more violent. She heard him muttering, "Too fast" then "so damned tight". He moaned her name, and buried his face in her neck. His teeth came down on her collarbone and she cried out, clutching at him as her inner muscles clamped down on him. The light was blinding, the heat intense as she surrendered to it, losing herself to the maelstrom as Alex came with her.

Harsh breathing filled the room for several moments. Alex rose up, then rolled to the side, pulling her into his arms. One quick flick of his wrist disposed of the condom. Tina sighed, snuggling into his arms. In his ear, she whispered, "That's one."

Sunlight trickled through the vertical blinds. Sometime during the night, Alex had turned the air on, and the blinds slowly danced in the cool air as the air conditioner hummed softly.

Tina woke slowly. Her nose itched and when she tried to lift her hand to scratch it, she couldn't. Alex held her, his body hugging close behind her. His hard cock pressed intimately against her ass. Her eyes flew open wide as memories of the night before assailed her. Her body ached in places it hadn't for quite some time. She grinned. She'd had no idea before last night that some of the positions they'd tried were even possible.

Her eyes fell upon the floor, and she blushed. The area around the bed was littered with empty condom packets. Alex had made good his promise of being 'up' all night, and they had emptied the economy size box of condoms. Her grin widened. Another feat she hadn't dreamed possible.

Alex flexed his hips, his hard cock rubbing against her anus. She shuddered. "Good morning," he murmured, his hand reaching up to one nipple, tweaking it.

"It will be," she said softly, arching back against him. He slid his hand between her legs. She was wet for him already. She arched into his touch. He rolled her so she lay facedown beneath him. "Alex," she groaned, "we're out of condoms."

"I know." He parted her legs, sliding between them, and entered her. She moaned into the pillow. "Still sore?"

"A little," she answered, arching back to meet his thrust.

"Want me to stop?"

She shook her head violently. "No!" He chuckled as he filled her, pressing against her cervix. She couldn't take all of him this way, not like when she'd been on top, but still...the hot slide of him inside her had her trembling.

He thrust a few times then pulled out. Tina cried out in protest, but it died on her lips as his cock pressed against her anus. "Trust me," he said, pushing forward past the ring of muscle.

Tina relaxed and Alex slid all the way in with ease. He paused holding himself still. "Don't move."

She arched against him. "Sorry," she murmured into the pillow. "Have to." It had been so long. "Feels so good...please..."

Alex's hips flexed, setting the rhythm. He leaned over her, sliding his hands under her to play with her breasts, pinching her nipples. The heat built quickly. Each thrust sent fire racing through her. "So good," she groaned again. She was close, so close. The light was just out of reach.

One of his hands slid between her legs, clamping down on her clit, rolling it between his fingers. She cried out, bucking violently as she lost control, surrendering to the heat and light. Dimly, she heard him cry out, and knew he'd followed her.

Tina fell heavily onto the bed, and Alex collapsed on top of her. They lay that way for a long moment, sweaty and sated. Gradually, their breathing slowed, and Alex rolled to his side, pulling her into his arms.

The phone rang.

Someone knocked on the door.

Tina groaned, "I'll get the phone, you get the door?"

Alex chuckled, dropped a kiss on her shoulder, and rose from the bed. Tina sighed, already missing his arms.

The phone rang again. She glared at the receiver as she picked it up. "What do you want?"

"That's a nice way to answer the phone."

Carlos. Tina's eyes shut. Not again, she silently groaned, pushing away the twinge of guilt. "Okay...hello-what-do-you-want?"

"I want you to come home."

Tina felt the mattress dip as Alex sat beside her. He slid his arm around her, and she leaned into him. "I'm not going anywhere...not anytime soon."

"He still there?"

"Matter of fact, he is." There, she'd said it...thrown down the gauntlet.

Silence...then, "I guess there's nothing else to say."

"Not right now, anyway." She sighed. "I have to go."

"Will you call me when you come home?"

She hesitated. Right now, she didn't want to think that far ahead. She didn't want to think about Carlos, and home. "I...I don't know. I gotta go." She hung up the phone, not waiting for him to answer.

"Tina?"

She turned to Alex. He needed a shower and a shave. His eyes were filled with concern as he looked at her. "I'm okay," she said, shaking off the melancholy and guilt that Carlos had inspired. "Who was at the door?"

He grinned. "It was your friend Kat. She wants us to join her and Howie for breakfast."

Tina blinked. "Kat and Howie?"

He grinned. "Kat and Howie," he reaffirmed. His hand slid up her arm to play with her hair. "Ready for breakfast?"

"If I have to," she sighed, loving the feel of his hands in her hair. "We need to shower...and you need to shave."

Alex rose from the bed, pulling her up with him. "We'll wash each other."

"Then you can shave off the goatee." She walked with him to the bathroom.

His eyes widened in surprise, and he stopped in his tracks. "Shave off all of it?" His hand came up and stroked his chin.

She chuckled, pulling him with her to the bathroom. "Yes, all of it. You'll look good."

"I'll look fifteen," he grumbled, walking reluctantly through the bathroom doorway.

Tina turned to face him, rubbing her body against his. "You'll look gorgeous," she said, lightly kissing his lips. "You always do."

He kissed her, his tongue filling her mouth. "Shower first, though," he said when he pulled back to give her a chance to breathe.

The door clicked shut.

~~~~The End~~~~

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