Sam looked down at her, and still couldn't believe she was there. He smiled, and slid his hand slowly down her side. He couldn't keep from touching her, she seemed more real when he could feel the smoothness of her under his hands. Perfect. Beautiful.

CJ walked up beside him. "Is this her?"

"This is her," he answered, sliding his arm around CJ's waist and pulling her close.

They stood there for a moment, looking at her. Sam's sailboat, brand new, the latest model. She floated in the calm waters off the dock, rocking gently.

"She's beautiful, Sam," CJ said quietly.

"ALMOST as beautiful.." he said, kissing CJ under her ear, where she was ticklish. "..as her namesake."

CJ laughed, trying to squirm away. But not trying very hard.

"Come sailing with me, pretty lady?"

"Always."