I was going to bed, that was the plan. Then I heard the PERFECT song, which got the juices flowing in my brain. This will be the end of day 2!

If anyone has seen Stranger than Fiction with Will Ferrell, you'll know the scene that I am emulating here, with a twist.

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The ride home was quiet. Catherine put her head on Jim's chest. His steady breathing and strong heartbeat lulled her into a deep sleep. She was so comfortable around him. She felt safe, loved. It was an amazing feeling. She couldn't wait for the bus to get back.

Jim was stoking her hair, humming a tune to himself.

The ride went quickly with Catherine wakened to Jim whispering in her ear, "Babe, we're here." So soft and tender, she never would have guessed those characteristics from such a man.

She was so tired. The sun from yesterday and walking around in the park did her in. Jim watched her like a hawk, making sure she drank plenty of water, or making her rest in the shade throughout the day. Even with all that, the heat of the day combined with the jetlag, made her want to get into bed and not get out until tomorrow afternoon. She started walking out of the shuttle, and stumbled a bit. Jim caught her immediately.

"Maybe walking around a park wasn't such a hot idea."

"I'm just tired, Jim. Nothing more. This day was perfect, I really loved it."

Out of the bus, she held onto Jim's arm tightly, they slowly made it into the hotel. Mateo, their bellhop spotted the tired couple immediately, and raced to get the bags from Jim's hands.

"Senor, allow me to help you," Mateo said as he took the bags.

"You're a good man, Mateo." Jim looked at Catherine, who was starting to look paler and paler each step she took. "Now I can do this." He whisked her up in his arms, and proceeded to walk to their suite.

Mateo led the couple to their room, opened the door, and set the bags down in the living area of the room. Jim took Catherine to her room, kicking the door to get in.

"Jim, this isn't really necessary." Catherine protested quietly. "I think I could walk to my room in one piece."

"Well you look like you're about to pass out, so excuse me for acting on the side of caution."

She smiled as he let her down by her bed. Bed looked awfully good right now. Jim started to leave.

"Jim?"

"Yeah? Do you want anything? I'm going to have Mateo get so ice and water. Would you like something to eat?" Jim was concerned, he tried to make sure that she kept hydrated, but with the sunburn she should have drank more for the activity they did. Catherine didn't want him to worry. She was having such a good time with him that she didn't realize the stress that she was putting herself under.

"Some of that fruit that we had this morning would be great. I'm going to get ready for bed. Thanks."

After Jim left the room, she could hear some talking, probably Jim and Mateo, a door shutting, then silence. She slowly got out of her clothes and went into the bathroom to get clean. Her skin didn't bother her as bad as yesterday. Jim must have something there with that Seabreeze, she thought to herself. The shower was a little longer than she planned, but it revived her enough to get into her pajamas.

In Vegas, her mother got her some clothes. One of the things she got was something to sleep in. Catherine thought it was ridiculous, but Lily insisted.

"You can't wear a t-shirt and shorts to bed, that's just sloppy." Her mother protested as she packs her bags. "Don't you have a decent nightgown at least?"

"What am I going to need that for? It's a 2 bedroom suite. He's not going to care, I sure don't," she said defiantly.

"Can I at least get you something? Please?" Her mother was begging now, and she knew that her mother wasn't going to rest until she was attired properly.

After what happened today, she was glad that her mother talked her into the outfit. It was a deep green camisole, trimmed in black lace, with same color green shorts. The silk felt cool against her skin, and she liked the way it fit. She got into bed and started to get comfortable when she heard Jim come into the suite. There was more talking, she assumed that it was the bellhop again with what Jim wanted, though she didn't know why Jim had to leave as well. The door shut again, signaling Mateo's departure, soon Catherine was starting to doze off.

But she soon was awakened by something. It was a guitar playing softly. She didn't recognize it at first, but a soft deep voice started to sing the words and she knew it instantly.

I hope I didn't wake you

But what I got to say can't wait

I know you'd understand

Shot got out of the bed quietly and went up to the door, putting her ear to it. Could it be? She thought.

Every time I tried to tell you

The words just came out wrong

So I'll have to say I love you in a song

She quietly opened the door to see a strange sight. Jim was sitting on the couch, guitar in hand. He played it as one who hadn't in awhile, but it wasn't so bad. She leaned against the door as he sang.

Yeah, I know it's kind of strange

But every time I'm near you

I just run out of things to say

I know you'd understand

Every time I tried to tell you

The words just came out wrong

So I'll have to say I love you in a song

His eyes were closed and he was totally engrossed in the song he was playing. As he played the break of the song, he bit his lip slightly in concentration. She thought it looked adorable as she quietly walked into the room and sat down near him on the ottoman.

Every time the time was right

All the words just came out wrong

So I'll have to say I love you in a song

He sang with a passion, he really meant those words that he was saying. He didn't know she was there yet, his eyes were still closed and he was focused on the playing. She didn't want to startle him.

Yeah, I know it's kind of late

I hope I didn't wake you

But there's something that I just got to say

I know you'd understand

Every time I tried to tell you

The words just came out wrong

So I'll have to say I love you in a song

She got up as he was finishing. He looked up as she walked to him, stunned that she was there. There was only one thing left to do in Catherine's mind. She straddled his lap and she took the guitar out of his hands. His hands were in her hair as she kissed him, drawing her closer to him. She wanted to get closer. She wanted him. He paused and looked into her eyes as if to say something, but she cut him off at the pass.

"I know Jim, I love you too."