"I am really getting tired of you getting guns pointed at you," Teresa declared.

"I can't say I enjoy much either," he agreed. "But you looked very hot when you came into to rescue me."

She smiled at that one. "Which time?"

"Both times," he admitted. "I very much have a thing for you in your full police mode."

"A thing?" she chuckled. "Is that what the kids call it these days?"

"I think it is. I also think you've been wearing that black shirt on purpose because you know how much I like the way it looks on you."

She pursed her lips but he could see the smile in her eyes. "I can neither confirm nor deny that," she chuckled. "And what was with that line about seducing me over a meal?"

"My dearest wife, I have much better ways of seducing you than that. But if you want a fine meal, I can happily provide that for you."

"Does this mean you're cooking tonight?"

"Anything my lady desires," he agreed. "Though I'm banning those jeans from work."

"You love these jeans."

"So did the sheriff." Teresa scoffed at his words. "I swear I saw him looking at your ass more than once."

"First, he was practically twice my age. Second, I thought you weren't the jealous type."

Patrick shrugged. "Jealousy is a very odd emotion. And anyway, I want to keep how good your ass looks in those jeans to myself." He pulled her close. "They look amazing by the way."

"I knew you liked them," she purred. She leaned up to kiss him and then he pulled away. "Hey, I wasn't done."

"I'm not either but we need to go."

"And where are we going?"

"Somewhere special. Let's go."

Teresa sighed he tugged on her hand. Patrick led her out to his car and held the door open for her. She kept trying to ask where they were going and what was going on but he was immovable. Teresa frowned as they passed the sign for Napa Valley. "We just did a case here, why are we coming back?"

"Because it's a surprise and you need to stop questioning it or it's going to ruin things."

"I am a ruiner," Teresa replied.

Patrick reached over and squeezed her leg. "You're so much more than that."

Teresa frowned once more as she realized they were pulling up to the very hotel where their last case had ended. "Don't tell me you missed this place already."

"Not at all," Patrick assured her. "But it gives special rates to state and federal employees. Plus, apparently if you stop a crazy serial killer couple from murdering people in their motel and thus damaging their reputation, you get a weekend in one of their premium rooms for free."

"I can't believe you did this," Teresa said, not sure whether to laugh or scream.

"We've been saying we need some time off. So I spoke to Minelli and we have the next three days off. We're going to enjoy wine country."

"I don't have any clothes with me," Teresa pointed out.

"That sounds like an even better weekend than I had planned," he teased.

"Patrick stop that."

He laughed. "I stopped at the house before I came to pick you up. There's a suitcase in the trunk of the car. You know I do make pretty good plans once in a while."

"Once in a while," Teresa agreed. "As long as it doesn't involve suspects or cases, I have to say, I rather enjoy it."

"I'm glad to hear that," Patrick preened. "Come on, let's look at the inside." They both exited the car and he grabbed her hand to tug her inside. "It's not the Ritz Carlton but it is nice," he noted.

"I've slept in worse places," Teresa agreed.

"That doesn't make me feel like a good husband," Patrick smiled. He pulled her close. "Be honest, do you like it or not?"

"I like anywhere as long as I get to be with you," she giggled.

Patrick kissed her. "I bet I can make you like it even more," he whispered as he began to walk her to the bed. "What do you think about that?"

"I think I'm excited to find out," Teresa replied with another giggle.

It was hours later when Teresa finally woke back up to an empty bed. She slipped on a robe and followed the sound of cooking to the kitchen. "How long have you been up?" she asked.

Patrick, clad in his own robe, looked away from the food to smile at her. "I promised you dinner, didn't I? Here's dinner."

"It smells really good," she smiled. "Is this the part where you seduce met?"

"I told you, it would be very sophomoric. And I just seduced the hell out of you three hours ago. I'd do it again but then the food will burn."

Teresa loved seeing him like this. When he was relaxed and happy. Truly happy. "Hey Patrick?"

"Mm?"

"I love you."

He grinned at her. "I love you too."