A/N - Here we go for another round of fun... Blame it on being woken up early! That and this story is a lot of fun to write and almost finished (well not the posting side of things, only about half way there with this chapter)

Enjoy and thanks for the reviews.

Disclaimer in Chapter 1

Chapter 11

The next morning Kim woke before Callen and slipped quietly out of bed. She stood at the balcony door looking out, enjoying the slight breeze that was coming through the open door and tried not to think. Waking up next to him had brought back memories of their previous time together. Memories which, in themselves were wonderful, but not when she looked back at the whole picture.

Kim was too lost in her thoughts, having been unsuccessful at not thinking, and didn't hear him get up. Callen walked up quietly behind her and slipped one arm around her waist, whilst running his fingers lightly down her arm. Kim tensed, fighting her body's reaction his touch. Callen gently kissed her almost bare shoulder as he spoke.

"You know standing there, looking like you do, it's an invitation," he said softly. She wasn't wearing the revealing one that she had thrown at him yesterday, but it was soft and silky and very tempting.

"An invitation to what?" Kim asked. Caffeine, first thing in the morning before you open your mouth, girl. You didn't even think about that response did you?

"To do this," Callen replied as his hands moved slowly over her body and his mouth planted light kisses over her shoulder and neck. She could feel the heat of his hands through the soft material. Could feel the heat from him against her back through the material and where it was just them. So familiar, even after all this time.

"Not an invitation." Kim closed her eyes, she couldn't help it. You know I want a divorce right, you traitor, she told her body.

"Yes," Callen corrected. "Anyone could be watching us. Wouldn't want them to get the wrong idea." He was enjoying this. He could feel her responses, the tiny movements that had always given away what she was wanting, unconsciously guiding his hands.

"From where?" her voice was breathless as he continued to tease her. He obviously remembered what she liked. She was having trouble standing and felt herself involuntarily lean back against him. Don't do this to me, she begged her body. It didn't listen and she felt herself grow weaker and respond to him.

"There are at least two hotels that someone could be in, watching us," Callen smiled against her neck as he felt her lean back, the kisses not so light anymore.

Kim opened her eyes and looked. Sure enough there were. Damn him. Why did I have to fall for him? She tensed again. It's just a job. He's not doing this because he wants to. Are you going to be an idiot again? Wasn't there enough pain for you last time?

Kim took a deep breath and focused on becoming Beth again. She turned into his arms and caught his mouth with hers. Callen's arms went around her and held her close. Kim moved them back deeper inside there room. As soon as she had him far enough in, she stopped and and moved away.

Kim looked over at him and felt like smiling in satisfaction. At least she wasn't the only one having trouble. Maybe he did want to do...

After a mental shake of her head, to stop the voice from going further, she asked, "What? No one can see now."

Before Callen could think of an appropriate response, there was a knock on the door. Kim started to move to the bathroom out of sight.

"Not going to get that?" Callen asked as he glanced over her attire.

Kim rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Dressed like this? I don't think so." She reached behind the bathroom door and pulled out one of the bathrobes that was there and threw it to him.

"You get the door." Kim walked into the bathroom and closed the door halfway. Callen switched on and slipped in his ear piece, not willing to risk a reprimand from Hetty, before he opened the door.

It was breakfast. Kim put the other bathrobe on and went to join Callen, as he was taking the tray out onto the balcony.

"You want to eat outside?" Kim asked.

"Why not? It's a beautiful morning," he replied as he put it down on the table.

"True," Kim agreed. "But what about all those who could be watching?"

Callen turned and winked at her. "Call it practice," he replied.

Kim raised her eyebrows. "You think I need practice?" She thought she done quite well just now, well at least once she'd put her mind to it.

"No harm in it," Callen added.

Kim looked at him suspiciously wondering what he had in mind, whilst Callen wondered if he was going to pay for that comment.

They sat down and started eating with a light discussion of all the possible places people could be watching from. Turned out there were at least six places that could watch the balcony. After they had finished, Callen reached over and took her hand, pulled her off her chair and guided her around to his. Kim frowned at him but went along with it.

"Thought I saw something," Callen said softly, as he pulled her onto his lap. "Maybe our conversation wasn't so crazy after all."

"Someone watching?" she asked as she rested her arms loosely around his neck.

Callen looked at her and smiled. "Saw a flash of something."

"Guess we'd better give them a good show," Kim replied as she placed a hand on the back of his head and moved in to kiss him.

"Good's not enough," Callen added just before her lips touched his. He felt her smile and the show was on. Whilst she kissed him, he concentrated on getting rid of her robe. He might not really be her husband, but if he was, he was sure that this would be considered appropriate behaviour. Kim's response matched his and he absently remembered Matthews comment that apparently she could pull of any emotion or any role. Looking like he might have been right.

Kim pulled back eventually, her robe now sitting around her waist, his opened up reveling his chest. She stood up, leaned down to kiss him softy, as she let the robe fall around her feet. She smiled and stepped out of it. As she walked around his chair to go inside, her fingers trailed over his arm.

Callen started to move to get up to follow, but she stopped him. She put a small amount of pressure on his shoulder indicating he should stay put, leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Not yet."

Kim moved away and removed her hand. Callen waited, not quite sure what was going on but sure she had something in mind. The next thing he knew her nightdress landed on his lap and he heard her laugh. He looked at the item in his hand, smiled and stood up. If someone was watching, he certainly shouldn't be staying outside right now. As he stepped through the doorway, he heard the bathroom door close, and the distinct click of the lock. He closed the balcony door and curtains behind him. She was good and he was … not. She had to know what she was doing to him.

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It was afternoon. They'd had lunch in the hotel restaurant and then headed back to the pool. Eric had managed to discretely hack into the hotel employee rosters and found out that Gavin was working the afternoon shift at the pool bar again. After a leisurely swim, Callen left Kim lying on one of the chairs, made his way over to the bar and Gavin. He stood, leaning slightly against the other end of the bar, away from the other customer.

"Hey," Callen said, getting Gavin's attention.

Gavin moved to stand in front of him, a smile on his face. "Can I get you anything?"

"Yeah," Callen replied, glad Kim wasn't there. Gavin's smile held a little something more to it today and given her reaction yesterday, he wasn't entirely sure how hard a time he'd have keeping her under control. "You said if I needed anything, to let you know," Callen continued.

"What do you need?" Gavin asked as he continued to dry the glass that was in his hand.

"A place to take the wife for dinner. Needs to be special," Callen explained with a brief glance to where Kim was lying.

"Anywhere in particular?" Gavin asked.

Callen smiled. "Somewhere that will impress her."

Gavin raised an eyebrow. Callen could see the interest in his eyes. "Expensive?" Gavin asked.

Callen shook his head. "Money's not the problem," he replied.

"You done something wrong you need to make up for?" Gavin asked, his tone curious.

"No," Callen smiled and shook his head. "Been married sixteen years tomorrow. Haven't had the time to find a place to go." Callen paused, a thoughtful look on his face, before he continued, "Been away for a couple of months. Making up for lost time."

"Ah," Gavin nodded. "Something that is going to ensure you a very happy anniversary?"

"Something like that," Callen agreed, knowing what Gavin was thinking.

If only that were the case.

"I know the perfect place, though I don't know if I can get you in," Gavin offered.

"In where? " Kim asked as she slipped up behind Callen, her hands running over his chest and resting low on his stomach. He sucked in a breath as her fingers played with the waistband of his swimmers and wondered just how far she was willing to go. Callen felt her chuckle against his back as she slipped under his arm and turned into him, so she was between him and the bar. Her eyes were sparkling and full of mischief. He narrowly avoided frowning at her. She was playing with him.

You know you can play just as well as she can, maybe even better.

Callen smiled.

"You were gone too long," Kim continued before she kissed him. "Better have a good reason for that," she added when she pulled back, leaving her arms around his neck. Deliberately, Callen pushed her against the bar, holding her there with his body. He saw her eyes widen slightly in mild shock, but she hid it quickly and smiled at him. He wondered just how she would retaliate.

"Just trying to find the perfect place for dinner tomorrow," Callen replied, as his arms tightened around her. He saw the look on Gavin's face change slightly to one that looked like the cat who got, not only the cream, but the milk and the mouse.

"Have you?" Kim asked Callen. She fought back a frown, but couldn't keep the concern out of her eyes as she felt him tense. Tension that had nothing at all to do with what she was doing or how he had trapped her against him.

Callen looked up at Gavin, questioningly.

"I'll let you know if I can get you in," Gavin replied with a a nod.

Kim started to kiss his neck and he looked down at her briefly before looking back at Gavin.

"Just call the room, leave us a message," Callen said, then he kissed her quickly and picked her up.

"Our stuff!" Kim protested as her arms slipped around his neck.

Callen turned around and carried her back to where they had been sitting. Letting her down, only until she had picked up their small bag. He picked her her up again.

"Are you going to carry me all the way to our room?" Kim asked.

"Safer that way," Callen replied. They walked past the bar and out of the pool area.

"Why?" Kim asked him as they neared the elevator.

Callen looked at her. "Never know what your hands might get up to. Just how far were you planning on going?" he asked.

"With what?" Kim asked, an innocent look on her face.

Callen looked intently at her and the innocence left her face as he added, "At the bar."

"As far as necessary," Kim replied with a smile.

"Which was?" The elevator arrived just then.

"As far as I went."

Callen carried her into the elevator. There was no one else in there, but knowing there was a high probability of them being watched, he let her slide down his body slowly, reached over and pressed the button for their floor. Not taking his eyes off her. Then he kissed her as the elevator started to move. He pushed aside the thoughts of how much he was enjoying this on a personal level and focused on the fact that it was for the mission.

Yeah right. Since when did you have to get this intense on a mission? You and she know very well how to fake it.

They heard the elevator stop and Callen picked her up again, carrying her the rest of the way to their room.

Once safely inside, he put her down and Kim stepped away from him.

"Guess you've been working out a bit," Kim said absently, having noted how easily he'd been able to carry her.

"Enough," Callen replied and watched her. She swallowed nervously at the look and started to turn away.

"Umm, guys. There's a problem." They both froze, silent, waiting for Eric to continue, as they looked at one another.

"The other customer at the bar. He's followed you to your room and he's got a tiny camera he's about to put under your door."