Posted here a day late, sorry! For Captain Canary Week, Day Four: First date or date night. (This counts, right?)
Many thanks to LarielRomeniel for helping me knock this double drabble under 200 (for the drabble itself) and fix a few issues.
On one level, Leonard supposes, it's not much of a quandry.
He despises the heat. This is a hot tub. Easy decision. Right? Plus, going into that…that…kettle of churning water would require him to strip down to far less clothing than he's comfortable with in an outdoor situation.
Yes. An easy decision.
"C'mon, Len. The water's really nice."
He sighs, folding his arms and staring down at Sara, who's in said hot tub, wearing a very small blue bikini… so small, it barely counts as clothing.
And she's beckoning to him, leaning back against the lip of the tub, giving him THAT smile…which grows as she sees him wavering.
"No one else is going to be showing up," she notes, and her voice is a purr now. "I told my friend I'd house sit while we're on shore leave. She and her wife are in France. The team doesn't even know precisely where we are. C'mon in here with me. We're all alone."
She beckons again…with a foot. And a long. shapely leg, which leads his gaze farther…
Sara grins at him. Len sighs, and begins to strip off his shirt.
Like he said.
Easy decision.