Christmas is coming so I am going to try to get these two crazy kids to the restaurant if it kills me! Thanks for reading and if you have any extra time, I would appreciate a review. I am glad so many have read so far, and I will try my hardest not to disappoint.

Again, CSI does not belong to me, or any character in it. I will not profit in any way by this story!

The sun was starting to set as Catherine gathered her things off the patio table. SPF or no SPF she was going to get some color, she just hoped it wasn't going to be red. She hadn't heard from Brass, but she guessed that she would see him in the room anyway.

The room was spacious that was for sure. The living area had a lovely fireplace that Catherine was looking forward to using. I hope he found a good place to eat, I'm starving.

On the counter there was a short note: Have reservations at El Pescadores, 7:00. Jim

Short and to the point. Catherine wouldn't expect anything else from Jim. She walked into her room, threw her towel onto the bed and went straight to the bathroom. The cool blue tones in the bathroom calmed her. Everything about this room relaxed her. When she was last in Cancun, the hotel room that Eddie and her shared could have fit into her bathroom here. Old memories, some good, most of them painful.

As Catherine removed her bathing suit, she noticed the contrast of the exposed skin and the skin that was hidden under her suit. "Great. I guess that souvenir came sooner than later after all." Her skin was slowly glowing and she knew that it would be a matter of time before it would be a bright red. No Jacuzzi for me, she thought. She stepped into the shower and started the water as cool as she could tolerate. The water felt like little needles against her skin. She washed as carefully and as quickly as she could.

Getting out of the shower, it seemed like all the moisture was sucked out of her skin and the sunburn was painful to bear. I know that I have some aloe in here somewhere. Where is it? Nothing. She looked in her suitcase, purse, beach bag, not a sign of aloe anywhere.

"Well," she said out loud to herself. "I hope Jim has something." She walked to the adjoining room and knocked. No answer.

"Jim? Are you in there?" Catherine's skin was screaming for some aloe, anything to moisturize herself. Cautiously she opened the door and peeked inside. No Jim here. She stepped into his room and carefully walked over to the bathroom. The door was closed and she could hear a humming noise.

"Jim, are you in there?" Nothing. Catherine checked the door knob, it was unlocked, and so she opened the door slowly. The sight before her made her laugh out. There he was, in the Jacuzzi on full blast, with some sort of mud mask on his face and a blindfold that you would wear if you wanted to sleep during the day. Her laughter woke Brass up quickly, and not thinking, he stood up looking for a fight.

"What? Who's there?" Jim was disorientated from the nap, and when he turned, he saw Catherine holding herself, laughing. Remembering where he was and how exposed he was, he grabbed the floating pillow and covered the essentials.

"That was priceless," Catherine gasped. She quickly recovered her shock of seeing Brass in the buff and focused on his face. His face was a lot safer to look at. The rest of him, well, she didn't want to dwell on that. It was hard enough to see him in shorts and sandals, but in the buff was too much information for her right now.

"Enjoy the free show? Now what are you doing in my bathroom?" Jim was as red as her sunburn in his face.

"Aloe, I need it badly," Catherine couldn't stop giggling and soon she forgot what she was wearing. Her towel slipped quickly off during her laughter and now Jim was seeing way more than she ever thought he would. She quickly got behind the door and grabbed her towel. 'This is not my day. I'm sorry for walking in on you Jim, if I could get the aloe from you I promise that it won't happen again."

Jim's eyes were the size of basketballs when her towel dropped. He always thought Cath was an attractive woman, but never in his wildest dreams did he think he would see her in such a position. He didn't recover his shock nearly as well as she did, but grabbing a towel for himself he wrapped it around his middle and got out of the tub to grab the aloe right next to the sink. He handed it to his red faced friend.

"You better make sure of that, I don't need all my beauty secrets let out on this trip. The mystique of my handsomeness would evaporate." Jim was smiling now, taking it for the joke that it was.

"Don't worry, your secret it safe with me," Catherine promised. "You only have an hour before we leave, Sleeping Beauty, so you better hurry up before we miss the ball."

She quickly left the room and ran to hers. This evening is getting more interesting as it progressed.

Dinner will definitely be memorable that is for sure.