Josephine Morgan Caine glanced up at her boyfriend's closed eyes as he ran his fingers along her arm. The sun was pouring in, heating what he shorts and tank top wouldn't. As much as she loved the moment, she was bored. She had been dating the youngest CSI for four months and he was keeping to the rules her father had set. She wasn't sure if it was because of his own principles or if he didn't want to piss off the Lieutenant, but it was getting annoying. She had hopped the beautiful Sunday afternoon shopping for bikinis and dresses would have broken him, but Ryan Wolfe was a strong man. He had convinced Morgan he was tired and that they take a break back at his place. They had spent five minutes kissing before Ryan announced that he really was tired and closed his eyes. There was no music to get lost in, no out of place book that she could pick up. And there was no way she was moving from his arms.

She turned onto her stomach and sighed loudly to get his attention. He smiled. "I was wondering how long you'd last," he announced smiling.

"Ryan, come on... Take me to the beach or something?" She jumped up and onto her knees. She started bouncing up and down. "You know I hate being in your bed and not doing anything."

"No more shopping and teasing?"

"I promise."

Ryan glared at the group of teenagers wolf-whistling as he and Morgan passed, his arm around her waist, the other holding a plastic spoon. Morgan giggled. "Every time I see that guy, all I wanna do is rip his head off." Morgan smiled at the idea and kissed him.

The guy Ryan was referring to was Colin Jones. He went to school with Morgan. The night Ryan and Morgan got together, he had thrown a party and thrown himself at her, hitting her when she refused. The thought made Ryan sick for the few hours Morgan wasn't his girlfriend and was worse when she was. He had promised Morgan that he wouldn't tell Horatio and he didn't. He would never have let Morgan out of his sights again, especially since earlier that week, one of her teachers had tried to pull off the same stunt and turned out to be a serial rapist the team had been looking for.

He pulled her closer to him, thankful that she was so feisty.

"So what are we doing next weekend?" she asked.

Ryan frowned. "Next weekend?"

"Saturday? Valentine's day?"

Ryan groaned. He always did and always will hate Valentine's day. Having a special someone to spend it with made no difference. "Do we have to? Can't we just go on a normal date?"

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Does a normal date include presents and spoiling me?"

Ryan thought for a moment. "Yeees?" She nodded happily and kissed him.

When he dropped her home that evening, she kissed him deeply. He forgot everything and pulled her closer to him. She pulled away. "I love you." he told her.

She smiled, looking deeply into his perfect brown eyes. "I love you too."

It was their first time to say it.

A/N: Awwwww. Can you say cuteness!