He was already awake, watching her when she woke. They were still side-by-side, cuddled up together. She rolled onto her side and leaned up to kiss him. "Sleep well?"

He followed her as she moved back from him and kissed her, his tongue pushing at her lips. She opened her mouth and his tongue was tangling with hers. He was resting against her, simply enjoying kissing her. She rolled them over and straddled his waist so she was now on top of him, never breaking their kiss. After a few minutes of enjoying the closeness she sat up on him, her hands on his chest, massaging gently. His hand was on her cheek. "I love you."

She leaned down and kissed him gently and pulled back and said, "I love you, too."

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"A little sore, that's all."

He put his hands on her thighs and began rubbing and massaging them. He knew she'd be sore. "How about a hot shower to ease some of our aches?"

"That sounds lovely. You still up for some pool time this morning?" she asked.

"Definitely. I want to lay on a lounge and hold you and I want to talk about last night."

"Okay." She tried to keep a straight face but wasn't sure she pulled it off.

"Nothing bad, Kenz, okay?"

"We'll talk as much as you want, Billy," she said getting off of him.

They enjoyed their first shower together in many years. Will washed Mac and then she washed him. They both paid special attention to the spots they each knew would cause the other to moan. When they had completed their shower they dried each other, again paying attention to the special spots each knew about.

Will pulled on his swim trunks and Mac put on a one-piece swimsuit. They each grabbed a towel, their phones and sunglasses along with sunscreen and went to the pool.

Mac took special care to make sure Will was covered with sunscreen and then he returned the favor, making sure to thoroughly rub her all over. She was lying on her front on the lounge and he was rubbing sunscreen into her back when she said, "God, you're making me feel good."

"How about we lay in the sun for a bit and then we'll go in and rest some, maybe take a bath? How does that sound?"

"Perfect. There are jets in the master bath," she told him.

"Jets could be fun," he said patting her back and she rolled over. They'd moved two lounge chairs together and they were lying there enjoying the sun.

He was holding her hand when she felt the pressure from his hand increase.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"The little boy almost hit his head on the diving board."

Mac watched the boy hurry out of the pool and back onto the diving board. "He's so little."

Will watched as the boy jumped and tried to do a flip and this time he did hit his head. Will saw the blood and he was up and off of the lounge chair. The boy wasn't coming up. Will pulled off his shirt and said "call 911," and dove into the pool. The boy was on the bottom of the pool when Will reached him. Will tried to keep the boy's head immobile not knowing what damage he'd done to himself. There was a lot of blood now coming from the wound. The boy's mother was screaming on the deck of the pool when Will brought him up and pushed the boy into the waiting hands of several other witnesses and then pulled himself out of the pool and knelt by the boy.

"An ambulance is on the way," Mac said.

"Is he breathing?" Will asked.

"I can't tell," a man said kneeling next to the boy.

The mother pushed her way over to where the boy was lying on the deck, still screaming.

Will stood up and said, "calm down. An ambulance is on the way and will take care of him. What's his name?" Will kept his hands on the woman's arms, trying to get her to focus.

"Jack," the woman finally got out.

"Okay, I'm going to check on him but we don't want to move him too much since he hit his head."

Mac came to stand next to the woman and placed her arm around her shoulders and rubbed her back.

Mac heard the ambulance and turned to see it pull up to the area outside the pool. Two paramedics grabbed their gear and a stretcher and made their way to the boy. "Can someone tell us what happened?"

"He was trying to flip off the diving board and hit his head. He didn't come up and I went after him," Will said.

The paramedics were checking the boy out and put a collar on him. They determined that he was breathing and Mac let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding. She helped the boy's mother gather her things and get in the ambulance with her son and one of the paramedics. When she turned around Will was standing there, looking lost. She walked up to him and pulled him into her arms.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

He nodded. "You saved his life," Mac said smiling at him. Again he only nodded. Maybe it was the adrenalin wearing off but she didn't think that was all it was. "Tell me," she said placing her hand on his cheek.

"I want to know that he's okay."

The pool manager came out and explained that he was closing the pool in order to clean and that they'd hoped to have it open again tomorrow. He then came up to Will and Mac and said, "thank you for helping."

"Sure. Do you know their names? I'd like to make sure he's okay."

"I'm sorry, Mr. McAvoy, I don't. All I do know is that they were taking him to Sarasota Memorial."

"Thanks," Will said and shook the manager's hand. He and Mac grabbed their things and went back to the room.

"I'm going to take a shower," Will said.

She already knew the answer but asked anyway, "do you want some company?"

He shook his head. "Not this time, Mac, okay?"

She smiled at him and nodded. She watched Will walk into the bathroom and heard the shower turn on. She knew he was upset.

Will stayed in the shower for almost an hour. Mac was sitting in the living room when he came out in one of the robes.

She knew he'd been crying when she saw his eyes. "Come sit with me," she said. She'd changed while he was in the shower. He sat down next to her and put his feet up on the table and rested his head against hers. "Are you all right?" she asked taking his hand in hers.

"I need to find out if Jack is okay. I can't really explain it to you right now Mac, I just have to make sure, okay?"

"Of course. I'm here when you want to talk about it, if you do want to talk. Let me go get dressed and we can go to the hospital and check on Jack," she said and started to get up.

"Will you sit here with me a minute? I need to hold you, please."

"Anything you need, Will," she said and settled back against him and he wrapped her in his arms. They didn't talk; Will was simply holding her tightly.

After a few minutes he said, "I love you, Kenz."

She turned and kissed him softly. "I love you, Billy. Are you all right?" she asked, not wanting to push him too much.

"I am. Let's get dressed and go see Jack," he replied and together they walked into the bedroom.

They dressed and Will drove them to the hospital the pool manager said that the ambulance had taken the boy. They only had the boy's first name and that wasn't going to get them very far. Will decided to try anyway while Mac walked into the waiting room. Mac spotted the boy's mother and when she turned to go find Will he was walking up behind her. "Jack's mother is over there."

"Let's go check on him," Will said taking Mac's hand and they walked over to the area Jack's mother was sitting. "Excuse me," Will said.

When the woman looked up she recognized Will from the pool.

"We don't mean to intrude but we wanted to check on Jack," Will said sitting next to the woman. Mac sat down next to him.

"I'm sorry, I don't even know your names," she said.

"I'm Will and this is Mac," Will said introducing them.

"Pat Kincaid. That's so kind of you to come check on Jack. His father is back with him right now. He's got a pretty bad concussion and he now has some staples in his head from the gash but he's going to be all right. They are keeping him here overnight."

Pat's husband walked up and said, "Mac?"

When Mac looked up she stood and hugged the man. "You're Jack's father?"

"Yes."

"How's he doing?"

"He's tired but doing okay. They are moving him up to pediatrics right now. We can't go up for an hour or so, they need time to get him settled," he told Pat.

"How do you know each other?" Pat asked her husband.

"Mac is an executive producer for ACN in New York."

"This is Will, he's the one that saved Jack," Pat said.

Will looked up and saw that the man recognized him. Mac turned to Will and said, "John works for a local in Chicago."

Will stood up and shook John's hand. "Thank you," John said to Will.

"I'm glad I could help," Will said. "We didn't want to intrude, we wanted to make sure Jack was okay."

"Thanks for taking the time to check, we do appreciate you taking the time," Pat said.

Will and Mac said their goodbyes and left the hospital. Once they were in the car he asked her, "how do you know John?"

"I did a panel with him a while back. He's a good guy and an even better news guy. He will be as good as you are one day. He'll transition soon to a cable news organization, maybe even the next time his contract is up."

"We need some good next generation guys coming up. I'm glad Jack's going to be okay."

"Me, too. Do you feel like walking around some?" she asked.

"I think that would be good. Do you have somewhere specific in mind?"

"St. Armand's Circle. I saw a brochure for it at the hotel. It looks like a fun place to hang out at for a couple of hours. Is your hat here?"

"In the backseat. Let's go do some shopping, Kenz." She could tell he was feeling better.

They parked and looked at a directory trying to decide which way they wanted to go and they finally decided to just wander around.

"Do you need anything specific, Kenz?"

"Not at all. How about you?"

"Maybe some shorts and casual stuff for spring."

She smiled at him. It was a well-kept secret that he was a clotheshorse. She didn't know if anyone other than she knew that about him. "Let's see what we can find," she said taking his hand.

They wandered into Tommy Bahama and Will gravitated toward the shorts and swimwear.

"Do you like these?" Mac asked holding up a pair of twill shorts for him. They were a cream color.

"I like the color, I'd like them a bit longer, though."

A sales clerk asked if he could help them and Will told him what he was looking for and off the clerk went bringing back ideas for Will and put several items in a dressing room for him. Mac stood back and watched, smiling.

After finding multiple items to try on Will went into the dressing room. Mac found a pair of pajama pants she wanted to see him in and one of the times he came out to show her what he was trying on she asked, "will you try these on for me?"

"Sure, right back." Will was only gone for a few minutes and came back out wearing the pants she'd picked out. "What do you think?"

"Are they comfortable? They are very soft, but I wasn't sure about the seersucker."

"Very comfortable and not at all rough like I thought they might be," he said.

"Thanks for trying them on."

"Did you see anything else you'd like me to try?"

"No, I like the items you've tried on already."

He smiled at her. "Thanks. Let me get changed and pay for these and we'll continue our shopping."

As they left the store Will had his purchases in one hand and Mac's hand in the other.

Their next stop was a boutique Mac wanted to check out. There was a shift dress in the window she wanted to try on. Instead of sitting down and waiting for her, he shopped with her and showed her a little black dress that he wanted her to try on. Will was looking at accessories while she tried on the dress. "What do you think?" she asked.

He turned and the dress looked great on her. He walked up to her and said very quietly, "God, you look great in that dress. It will be perfect for when we go to the theatre later in the spring."

"Thanks."

He kissed her cheek and asked if she wanted to try on anything else. She didn't see anything else but did purchase the dress, which Will was carrying. He suggested that they grab a bite to eat. They were still close to the car and Will said that he was going to put their purchases in the car and would be right back and suggested she find where she'd like to have lunch while he was gone.

"Did you find a place," he asked when he returned from putting their packages in the car.

"I found a couple of places. Do you feel like Mediterranean or seafood?"

"Mediterranean sounds good, let's try that for a change," Will suggested.

Mac led them to the restaurant and they enjoyed a leisurely lunch. Mac asked their waiter if there was a drug store close by and he explained that there was a Walgreens a couple of blocks away and gave her directions.

"Are you okay?" Will asked.

Mac nodded. "I need to pick up a few items."

"Want to go over there now?" he suggested.

Mac knew his interest was piqued and that he had no idea what she was doing. She knew her excuse of picking up a few things wouldn't last long and he certainly didn't disappoint when he said, "what do you need to pick up?" he asked as they left the restaurant.

When they were outside and away from other people she said to him, "I need some toothpaste and some lotion and we need lube."

He stopped walking when she said lube. She turned around and said, "what's wrong?"

He shook his head and caught up with her and together they walked to Walgreens. Once inside the store Mac went to the aisle with personal lubricants and was standing there looking at all their options. "This used to be easier, now they have flavored lube, here's a cherry based and bubblegum, can you believe that?"

Will was not at all comfortable standing next to her while she looked at lube. "Do you want to go get me some toothpaste?" she asked.

He quickly left the aisle and when Mac caught up with him she saw him standing, staring at all the toothpaste options. Mac reached in front of him and grabbed a tube of toothpaste and asked him, "do you need anything?"

"What did you end up choosing?"

"Wet and KY, non flavored." Mac had no problem purchasing lube but Will seemed to be uncomfortable. "Why are you uncomfortable?"

"I don't want to end up in a tabloid."

"There are other reasons for lube, Billy," she said trying to ease his stress.

"Mac," he whined.

"I'm going to go check out, why don't you meet me outside."

"Thank you, Kenz," he said and kissed her cheek. "I'll see you outside."

Mac grabbed the other items she really did need and checked out. When she met Will outside she said, "I need you to tell me if you aren't comfortable with something. I don't care how small or not. If you aren't comfortable it doesn't move forward, do you understand?"

He nodded. "You want to go back to the hotel and walk on the beach?"

"That sounds nice." Once they were in the car she said, "Will."

"Yes?"

"Do you want me to milk your prostate? It's okay to say no, or even not now. I want you to feel good, but if you're stressed out about it, it won't be pleasurable."

"Can we wait until we're home?"

"Sure we can," she said.

"Where are we going to live, Kenz?"

She thought about his question for a moment and decided to answer him with a question of her own. "Where do you want to live?"

"The brownstone," he answered. "If that's okay with you."

"I'd like to live in the brownstone with you. There's plenty of room, too."

"It feels like a home," Will said quietly.

"Then it will be our home."