So many apologies for not updating sooner, RL kinda blew up at me.
Hope you like xxx
"What do you think they're doing right now?" Natalie asked, her mind miles away from her body. She was leaning against the break room counter, hot cup of coffee in her hands.
Danny, sitting at the table, replied, "Mac and Stella? They'll be sat by the pool, sipping sangria, talking about work."
"Work? No no no , you don't talk about work when you're in Paradise."
"They would."
"You think?"
Danny was nodding his head, when he saw Connor walk past the room. Hoping for a little backup, he called him in, "Hey, Connor, What are Mac and Stella doing right now?"
He thought about it, "Beach…drink with umbrella…working out a case."
"Thank you!" Danny called, turning triumphantly back to Natalie. "Told ya."
"That's just so sad. Why would they talk shop over there?"
Connor disappeared back into the halls while Danny made his way over to his colleague. He had that twinkle in his eye that worried her just the slightest. "What you don't understand, Nat," his voice turned deeper, huskier and dripping with the proverbial sex. He slipped his arm around her shoulders, "is that for Mac and Stella work is foreplay. The long, hard guns…the tough, mean bodies…the bravado…the power…the 'cuffs…"
"Oh, take me now!" She sassed pushing back from him, suddenly and secretly jealous of Aiden.
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"Okay, where's MTV and who's Crib is this?" Stella muttered, first setting her eyes on to the poolside. The deep turquoise sea shimmered in the distance, the light blue water of the infinity pool in the foreground, seemingly blending into each other. The restaurant behind them gently played some unknown music while general chatter of holiday makers surrounded them.
Mac led them over to two free sun-loungers and spread their towels over the top. Stella was still trying to peel her gaze away from the view, but seeing Mac pull his tee shirt over his head did the trick. She slipped out of her flip-flops and stripped down to a chocolate-lime bikini. Mac watched as she lay down on the bed and leant into him whispering, "This is the most naked I've been in public for 38 years."
Xx
"I'm going for a dip," Mac announced, swinging his legs around to the side. "Comin'?"
Stella nodded and followed him to the pools edge. She sat down, dangling her legs into the cool water watching as Mac dipped both feet and eventually dived straight in, coming up for air in the middle.
Stella was most definitely impressed. She debated whether to do the womanly thing and slide herself in, or do the Stella-thing and give Mac a run for his money by diving in after him…
She watched as he raked a hand through his hair, beckoning her in. She pulled her legs back out, stood up and dived in.
"Hi," he grinned as she came up next to him, pushing sodden curls from her face and rubbing water from her eyes.
"Hi."
"Nice form," he told her, motioning to the waters edge and her diving board.
"Not in front of the children, Mac," she whispered, feigning shock. He spluttered that he didn't mean it like she had taken it, but she just chuckled and kissed him. "Stella 1, Mac 0."
Stella looked around, seeing the sea from the new direction. It really was paradise incarnate. But she still couldn't shake the feeling that it was a Monday and she wasn't at work.
"Stop it," Mac demanded.
"Stop what?"
"Thinking about work. Switch off. Relax."
"I am. Relaxing that is," she almost lied.
He didn't believe her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. It was a good kiss, PG13 but enough to blank Stella's mind of everything but the man in front of her.
"What work?" she breathed.
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"What are you doing?" Mac snapped, twisting his head to Stella. They were sat under an umbrella at the poolside, Stella texting away on her blackberry. "You're supposed to be on vacation!"
"I am on vacation! Note the pool," she smirked, gesturing.
"Who are you messaging?"
"…Natalie."
"You were supposed to leave that at home. This vacation was supposed to be all about us, no work at all." He knew she wouldn't be able to stay 100 work free.
"It still is. I just wanted to check she was doing okay, that she was coping and didn't need any help on her case."
"Give me the phone." He held his hand out.
"Let me just send this…"
"Now Stella."
She clicked 'send' quickly and reluctantly handed over the phone. After a few minutes, Mac turned back to her, asking, "What did she say?"
She smirked, he was in exactly the same boat as she was. "She said everything was fine. Everyone's behaving and if I text her again then she's going to strand us at the airport and take a week off for harassment."
"…right. Well, I guess we have to take our minds off work somehow."
"I'm sure we'll think of something…"