I went to on a trip yesterday with my school and this got me inspired to right this next chapter. I won' see where we went so I don't ruin the surprise. If I had a boyfriend I would think this would be something really sweet to do. As always tell me what you think and I hope you guys are great! Please review!

Italics words aren't my original phrases. I think everyone will recognize that phrase though.


Sandy worked diligently at his desk around 11:30 on a Thursday morning. He was reading file after file trying to better understand the client he was representing. Partridge, Savage and Khan didn't usually give him cases that excited him as much as he got with the Public Defenders Office but he couldn't complain, he was give an extremely nice job at a prestigious law firm, it just wasn't Sandy Cohen being Sandy Cohen. He was pulled away from his file when he heard a knock at his door.

"Come in" he shouted, so whoever on the other side would hear him. He was still looking down at his file, trying to read the last few lines before looking up. But he could no longer concentrate because he felt light delicate fingers running through his black mop of hair, calming him like it always did. He also could smell the soft, romantic fragrance that he could spot a mile away. It just made him have to look up and he couldn't keep the smile off his face when he was meet with the most beautiful person he had the distinct pleasure of calling his wife.

"Hi baby" she said softly, smiling down at her husband, she immediately could tell her presence was relieving the tension he was feeling. She leaned down and planted a short kiss on his cheek.

"Hi… what are you doing here?" Not that Sandy wasn't beyond thrilled to have Kirsten in his office, but he was surprised to see her. He never would to be able to fully figure out this woman, but he would be lying he if said he didn't love her surprises.

"Get your stuff, you are coming with me," She said with a big smile, she was so excited to share her treat with him. After his revelation a few nights ago, she just wanted to spend some time with him since things had been chaotic lately.

"Are you going to tell me where you are taking me?" Sandy said, getting up and packing his briefcase, while shutting down his computer. He knew Kirsten hadn't just come from work. She was dressed in dark tight jeans that he loved on her and a navy blue t-shirt. Honestly he didn't care if Kirsten dragged him to a Newpsie function or a dinner with her father, if it got him out of the office and time with the love of his life, he would do it. He interlocked his fingers into her hand as she dragged him out of his office.

"Nope. I'm being spontaneous," she dragged him out to her car, and hopped into the drivers seat. Sandy noticed his and hers duffel bags, in the backseat of her Range Rover. A vacation? Running away?

"Hey!" she snapped at him, but smiled to let him know she wasn't angry. "Stop noising around in the back of my car and get in" Sandy chuckled and obeyed her by climbing into the passenger side,

"Whatever you say Mrs. Cohen". Kirsten left the parking lot, and began driving down the 101. Sandy knew for sure that he wasn't going home.

"Well wherever we are going" he held on her hands, while she drove one handed. Kirsten looked over at him before focusing back on the road. "I'm just happy I can be with you"

"Me too baby," she told him. "I promise you will enjoy where we are going." He placed a soft kiss on her hand, and they sat in silence. Sandy dancing with anticipation to where Kirsten was driving too. She even played show tunes on the drive down.

Sandy slowly opened his eyes; having don't realized he had fallen asleep. Kirsten cupped his face and kissed him passionately, stirring him out of his sleep.

"Sandy, honey we are here". When he opened his eyes, he was met with a castle size resort in front of him. Kirsten had both of their bag in her hand as he stepped out the car. He read the written on the glass door that led to the hotel, The Montage.

"The Montage?" he said with a witty smile, he couldn't believe her.

"You know you own me a weekend at the Montage" Kirsten chimed back. She loved their banter.

They got settled upstairs in their room. A king bed in the center of a grand room. Rose petals spread across it, a fireplace tucked in the corner. In the bathroom lay a bathtub big enough for two. It reminded him of their honeymoon suite in Hawaii. Kirsten stepped on to the balcony, while Sandy looked around the room and removed his suit coat. He snuck up behind her; moving her hair over to the side and placing a warm kiss on her neck and wrapping his arms around his middle and bringing her close.

"Just what are you up to Mrs. Cohen?" he whispered into her ear slowly, as they both gazed out at the beautiful ocean view over the sunset. Kirsten bites her lower lips and turned around in his arms.

"I woke up this morning, alone and I..."

"That was not a very subtle dig at my surfing habits"

"It wasn't supposed to be. But anyways, I woke up and realized that we needed sometime together, and I know you like it when things are spontaneous, so that's what I tried to do. I do have one more thing, follow me." Kirsten ran into the room, and dug into Sandy's bag. She pulled out his favorite Yankee T-Shirt and the jeans that hugged his ass perfectly. She went into her bag, and pulled out two matching white Yankees jerseys. On the back of one it read " Together 19" while other one read " Since 84". Read side by side as "Together since 1984". Sandy mouth was wide opening; he couldn't even express how much love and admiration he felt towards her. How could he love her even more right now then he did 15 minutes ago?

" I got us tickets to tonight game against the Dodgers."

"But you hate baseball" he said just above a whisper, still in shock in how much Kirsten could love him to go through all this trouble to spend some time together. She moved closer to him.

"But you like it, and I like to be with you. It could fun." Sandy grabbed her face and kissed her with all he had, he couldn't express how he felt but he could show it and it hoped she figure it out because he would always love this women in his arm; long after he was death. Forever and eternally Kirsten Elizabeth Cohen was his love.

"I love you so much baby"

"I love you too"

That night, Sandy and Kirsten cuddled, as they sat a few rows from third base. Kirsten reminded Sandy of the good ole Berkeley days, as they both drank beer, she ate a greasy, low quality burger without complaining and she watched a baseball game with him. She cheered on the Yankees with him because she knew how much he loved something that was so close to the home he missed. Helping them win a victory of 7-3. They got a lot of compliments on their couples jersey and he loved that she smiled. That he had seen her smile more in one night then he had in weeks. He took her back to the resort and he made sweet love to her. They spent the whole rest of their weekend, with their cellphones turned off, wrapped up in bed, in a steaming shower, or out by the pool.


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