Lexi smiled down at Steve's sedated expression. She leaned down and kissed him before rolling off of him and onto her back, feeling the same way.

He moaned softly and laid his arm across her stomach, "I guess the shoulder is at 100%," he commented, taking in a deep breath and letting it out very slowly.

Lexi looked over at him, smiling brightly, "Everything feels better now. How about you?"

He rolled over and faced her, shrugging, "Yea, it was ok," he teased, "I've had better." He smiled cunningly and then laughed, grabbing the pillow to protect his body as she came at him with a fury.

Lexi was on top of him again, tossing the pillow to the floor and wrestling with him until she pinned his arms down above his head. He was laughing so hard from her effort he felt weak.

"Say I'm the best you have ever had!" she demanded.

"You are…" he said helplessly, "the best…" he tried to control the laughter, "that I've had this week."

She growled loudly and put her face only inches from his, "Well, maybe I'll just keep the Lexi loving all to myself then."

Steve's expression became sad, "Now you're just being mean," he pouted.

She let go of his wrists, positioning her hands on the bed above his shoulders.

He smoothed her long, dark hair back away from her face, holding it in a ponytail behind her back, "You know you have me addicted. You're like a drug."

"Ok, then make me breakfast and I'll reconsider."

He let go of her hair and spread it out over her back and shoulders, letting it hang naturally over her body. He caressed her arms, admiring her. "You are so beautiful."

"It's eight o'clock in the morning," she said shyly, sitting up on him, "I think you're dreaming."

"Then don't wake me up." He sat up, facing her, "Oh, and for the record, there never could be, or will there ever be, anyone, as good as you."

She felt every bit as beautiful as he said, just by the way that he was looking at her. She let her fingers drift over the lingering scar on his forehead from where he had been hit, trying to protect her. She leaned in and kissed it, "I love you, Steven."

There was always something about the way she said his given name that made him feel special. "I love you too."

She hugged him tightly before scooting off the bed. "I'll make breakfast. What do you want?"

He laid back down, "I'll take seconds of what I just had."

She bent down and kissed him, jumping back out of his reach, "Breakfast first, I'm starving. I can't seem to get enough food lately," she said annoyed, walking to the dresser, "I feel like I've put on a few pounds?"

Steve admired her from behind, "You look perfect."

She slid a shirt on over her head, glancing over her shoulder, "Good one. That'll get you French toast and eggs."

He put his arms behind his head and smiled, which had become a normal expression for him over the last three months. He couldn't have been happier with his life at the moment and was pretty sure she felt the same. She had sold her Father's business in LA almost immediately to a competitor, which freed her up for the move to Hawaii. They both thought it best to wait on the sale of his house, deciding that it would be smart too see how the relationship would play out. They felt they loved each other but weren't naive to the fact that they really didn't know each other either. Three months later, and neither had a complaint about the other. Their relationship had evolved into everything that they had hoped for. They had eased into a comfortable life together.

"I love Saturdays." Steve commented happily, scooping up some food on his plate, "Do you want to go surfing today?"

Lexi groaned, disappointed, "I don't think we're going to have time to surf."

"Oh yea," he remembered, "I forgot everyone is coming over this afternoon." He bit his bottom lip, smiling at her, "We could go for just a couple of hours," he held up his hand, "I swear I will come back and do whatever you say to get ready for it."

She contemplated his idea vs the chores that needed to get done for the BBQ, "Ok," she held up two fingers adamantly, "Only for two hours though!"

He playfully smacked her on the butt, "I love how you have adapted to the Hawaiian way of life. Surf first, everything else second."


Lexi ran through the front door and headed for the stairs, taking them two at a time. "I knew the two hour rule wouldn't hold. I'm not sure I'm going to have time for a shower," she yelled back at Steve.

He came in and closed the door, following her up. "It's Danny, Chin and Kono, all you have to do is throw on some burgers and have a chest full of beer. They'll be thrilled." He heard the shower come on.

Lexi was already in before she even had her suit off. "Plus their wives and girlfriends," she retorted. She started to undo the tie on her bikini when she felt Steve's hands doing it for her.

"It's only one o'clock, that gives us three hours." He kissed her on the neck, letting the top fall and replacing it with his hands. "Hawaiian time, Lexi. We really have four hours."

She turned around and faced him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Will you do the grill tonight?"

He looked down at her body, drooling, "Of course, but first things first, watching you all morning in that bikini has made me a little crazy." He positioned her against the wall of the shower, kissing her neck, making his way to her mouth.

"I can't have you acting crazy today." She kissed him hard, pushing her body closer to him.

He leaned down, lifting her up easily into a better position. She moaned softly and kissed him again.