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I like to call this slight smut. Thanks for the reviews guys. Enjoy.

Elizabeth awoke a few hours later feeling a bit dirty. Literally and physically She was covered in sand and heard the waves crashing into the shore. Sitting up she remembered what had happened the night, or at the very least a few hours, before.

Turning to her side, she saw Will sleeping soundly beside her just as naked as she was. That couldn't last much longer.

"Will, wake up," she said shaking him.

He groaned and swatted her hand away. "Not now. I'm comfortable."

"Will," she said pushing him once more "get your lazy ass up. We're still on the beach."

Like a shot, his eyes opened and he jumped up beginning to collect his clothes and put them on.

"Elizabeth, have you seen my other shoe?"

Turning he saw that the shoe was in her hand. She was already fully dressed and held the shoe in front of her teasingly. He reached out a hand for it and she pulled it away from him.

Will was beginning to get cold as he had only managed to put his pants on and one shoe. His shirt was still in his arms. "Elizabeth, give me my shoe."

"If you want it, come and get it."

Will reached for it again and she took off running. Will went after her and both of them were laughing as they went.

Elizabeth reached the front door first but Will was there not even a second later. He took the shoe out of her hand and reached into his pocket to remove the key.

Elizabeth got to it first for him and opened the door. She took his hand and pulled him into the bedroom and shut the door. Elizabeth pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him.

He quirked an eyebrow. "Again? Wasn't twice enough last night?"

"Not nearly," she said running her fingers across his bare chest causing him to involuntarily shudder.

"Elizabeth," he moaned with delight.

She kissed him long and hard on the lips while simultaneously opening his pants once again. Her kisses slowly moved down to his neck and collarbone. She placed her legs on either sides of his waist.

"Elizabeth," he whispered again as passion took over his actions.

A constant buzzing was an annoying noise so early in the day. Especially if you hadn't slept the night before.

"Elizabeth, I think it's your phone this time," Will said as he continued playing with a strand of her hair.

"Can you let go of me for long enough so I can answer it?" she asked looking into his face.

Slowly he lowered his hand and she reached to her bedside table and grabbed the thing.

"Hello?"

"Elizabeth; where are you? I haven't heard from you in days," her father said.

"Dad," she said worried as she sat up. "Sorry, I went out of town for a few days. I didn't mean to worry you."

She looked to her side but Will seemed to have disappeared.

"Where did you go then?" her father asked.

Elizabeth put the sheet around her as she looked around for Will. "Oh just the beach. I needed some time off after working on the novel."

"You mean the novel you don't want to tell anyone about."

She was about to respond when Will suddenly appeared at her side and began to kiss her again. She tried not to moan into the phone but it was so difficult.

"Elizabeth? Are you alright?"

Coming to her senses, she sent Will a look but he just smirked and continued.

"I'm really sorry Dad but I can't talk right now. I-I've got to get back to work."

"Alright Elizabeth, just try and call more often."

"Yes Dad; good bye."

She closed it as Will began to kiss her leg. Going down slowly to her feet.

"Will, stop it."

"But I don't want to," he said sitting up.

"Well you're going to have to. We've got to go to work tonight."

"Alright, but only because you want to. Maybe we can continue this later," he said with another suggestive smirk that just sent shivers down her spine.

It seemed as though there were more people in the restaurant than usual and Will had to clean all their tables. In his youth, he did in fact clean tables at another restaurant so he wasn't unfamiliar with the work involved.

But when there were so many tables that were dirty and only himself and another girl cleaning them then it got tiring very early and easily.

Bringing a full buspan into the kitchen, Will quickly wiped away a bead of sweat on his brow before returning to his job. The other busgirl ran over to help him with a particularly dirty table.

"It's like they do it on purpose," the girl said.

"I know. They don't care about who cleans it; they only care about themselves," Will said.

Elizabeth walked by and smiled at the two of them with a full tray on her hand.

"You're going out right?" the girl asked.

"What?" Will asked having been slightly distracted "yeah."

"Cool. You guys are totally awesome together especially when you act together. It just fits you know."

"Uh, thanks?"

"I'm just a hopeless romantic. I want everyone to be happy in life."

That being said, the girl picked up the full buspan and walked into the kitchen with it leaving Will to stare after her.

That night after they ate, they decided to finally work some more on their lines since they had to act out the scene the following day.

"Okay so you've got to run to me and I've got to push you on the floor," Will said.

"Like this?" Elizabeth proceeded to run at him but Will threw her into the chair nodding.

"Yeah, that was good. Okay so now my line is: 'Ungrateful girl.'"

"I still can't believe you're a cop," she said shaking her head.

"Whatever, just say your line," Will pleaded.

"Fine," she said rolling her eyes. "But Davy, you've got to listen to me. It's in my nature. Would you have me any other way?"

She put an arm on his shoulder and he refused to look her in the eye. Using her other hand, she pushed his face to hers.

"You've truly had my heart ever since I gave it to you," he stated.

"Willingly I believe," she said with passion.

The two just stared at each other and suddenly Elizabeth's eyes went wide.

"Oh my God, that's it!"

"What's it?" Will asked confused.

Not answering him, she ran into the room with her laptop and slammed the door shut behind her.

That just left Will feeling slightly angry at her for leaving him there and also slightly angry because he was a bit turned on at the moment. He sighed and fell to the couch to wait for the feeling to go away as he waited for her to return.