Zoe and Dan stood there with their mouths to the ground.

   "Don't you remember me, Zoe?" asked the tall dark haired man. He had huge muscles that could clearly be seen through his green shirt. He was very attractive and every woman in line was looking only at him. Dan turned slowly to Zoe.

   "Uh yes! Of course I do," she replied still in shock. "It's been what? Three years?"

   "Two years, three months," he said softly. "How have you been?

   "I moved back to my sister's in Chicago about a year ago. I'm taking care of her kids."

   "I can't imagine what kind of great…" on the word "great" Mark placed his hands on Zoe's waist," job you got there. Let's see when we met you were a stripper."

   Dan did not like this one little bit. This was his moment with Zoe. He worked hard for it. He finally made his SECOND move and no Vegas friend was going to ruin that.

   Dan grabbed Mark's hands and slung them off of Zoe's waist. "Hi. I'm Dan. We're busy. Bye."

   Mark looked as if he was going to punch Dan but Dan was not backing down. ""And who are you?" Mark asked with bitterness in his tone.

   "I'm her partner," he snapped back quickly.

   "Partner? Zoe I know you did some pretty wild stuff in Vegas but I didn't know…."

   Zoe saw where this was heading. "No! We are fraud investigators."

   Mark had a confused expression plastered onto his face. "Cool," was all he could say.

   "So! What are you doing here?" asked Zoe quickly.

   "Oh well. I'm down here for a volleyball tournament. Some of the guys from my team decided we needed a day off."

   "That's nice. I forgot you played."

   There was a long pause before anyone started to talk again.

   "Well I better get back to my friends. Here is my number though." He took out an old receit from his pocket and he scribbled down a number.

   "Let me give you my cell number," Zoe said without looking at Dan.

   Zoe and Mark exchanged papers, said good-bye, then Mark left.

   Dan and Zoe made their way out of the ride. They stayed very quiet until Dan spoke up.

   "What happened between you and that guy?" asked Dan still keeping his eyes to the ground.

   "Well about three years ago…" Dan interrupted her.

   "Two years and three months," he said in a mocking tone

. Zoe just ignored him.

   "We met at a club and we got close. Then we went out on a few dates, he proposed, and I excepted too soon."

   "Why didn't you two get married?" he asked now looking at her. He thought maybe he could learn from Mark's mistakes.

   "I didn't love him," she said simply. She looked over at him and gave a sweet smile.

   "Who do you love, Zoe?" he asked wanting to hear that three letter word that started with a "Y" and ended with and "U".

   "I can't say."

   "Yes you can."

   "No I can't.

   "Ohhh yes you can," he said stopping her, putting, his hands on her shoulders, and looking into her eyes. Zoe gazed up into his deep eyes.

   "Maybe I don't want to Dan."

   "Why not? What are you afraid of, Zoe?"

 "I'm afraid…."she looked down and held her breath, "that I will ruin our friendship by telling you."

   Dan smiled charmingly. "Look at me, Zoe," she once again raised her head.

   "Dan," she whispered in his ear, "I love you."

   They looked lovingly at each other for the most romantic moment in both of their lives. Then they turned away and laughed.

   Dan broke the silence," Ok well we have to ride something now that you enjoy."

   "I should think I deserve it," they both laughed.

   "Oh Zoe you do," he said fondly as he hugged Zoe.

   "Well let's see. We have Pirates of the Caribbean, The Haunted Mansion, or Small World?"

   "Something a bit rough and tough, hmm Haunted Mansion!"

   "Small World it is then!" she exclaimed.

   Dan mumbled a few things but nothing could take away from how good he felt. Zoe felt as if she was on cloud nine. She loved Dan with her whole heard and nothing could ruin that.