Thanks to those of you that are reading along. I have been writing this for a few months now so it's just a matter of posting a chunk when I get a chance. Let me know if you would like it slower or faster. Thanks. And I appreciate the reviews. It let's me know that some one is reading.

What does it all mean?

She woke in the morning to a strange feeling and realised it was because he was still inside her. Sure he was soft but her walls had tightened around him as if they didn't want to let him go. She knew if she tried to move she would wake him so she just lay there and thought back over the night.

He stirred and realised that there was something heavy on him and then it all came back to him. He didn't want to wake her but as he lay there thinking about what had happened he could feel himself stiffening in his groin and knew that he would wake her up but he had no control. She was naked on top of him and he was still inside her. He figured he was in heaven. She smiled to herself as she felt him hardening inside her and she turned her head and raised herself just enough to look at him.

"Hey" he kissed her lightly.

"Hey yourself – I gather your looking for another round."

"What makes you think that?" he smiled realising he had no control over certain parts of his body.

"More something I felt than thought" she smiled back.

"Where did you feel it?" he smiled.

She moved her hips slightly side to side causing his eyes to almost pop out.

"If you keep that up you may end up getting more than you are bargaining for" he said as he kissed her more deeply.

"That's exactly what I was hoping you'd say." She added returning his kiss.

"Don't say I didn't warn you" he said in between kissing her and he proceeded to roll her over and finish what she had started.

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They were lying in bed a short time later still cuddled up together when Marissa's stomach gave a growl.

They both laughed.

"Was that the alarm?" Ryan asked.

She playfully hit him. "You know very well what it was. Would you like me to take you out for breakfast? My treat."

"I'm not sure I ever want to move from this bed again" he said. "How long do you think we could last?"

"Well I'm not sure. We would get hungry first and then smelly. You do know we have worked up quite a sweat here and not just once." She smiled. "And then the sex would go off because a) we'd run out of energy and b) we'd wouldn't be able to get close enough to one another to even do it because we'd smell too bad."

"Yeah. I see your point. So what do you suggest?"

"Well why don't we have a shower and then get some food. We can always come back to bed later and you'll have more energy."

"Hmm. I like your idea but are you inferring I was low on energy."

"No not yet. But if you don't eat, then you will be by the time I've finished with you."

"Hmm. I like the sound of that." He said as he hopped out of the bed and extended his hand to her.

"Come on then. Shower first" he said looking her in the eye and making it quite obvious that they weren't likely to be eating for quite a while. He definitely had other ideas for getting hot and sweaty in the shower.

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When they finally emerged from the shower he pulled on some jeans and a wife-beater and then made his way to the kitchen to put on some coffee.

Marissa went to the guest room to get changed back into her clothes from yesterday but her shirt and bra were still damp. She went to the top of the stairs.

"Ryan. Could I borrow a wife beater to put on while I put my clothes in the dryer? They are still damp."

"Sure help yourself."

She put on her g-string and her jeans and then went back into his room and took a wife beater from the drawer and put it on. The wife beater was so big on her she had to be really careful when she moved otherwise one or the other of her breasts would pop out of the arm hole. She carefully made her way down the stairs to the kitchen.

Ryan turned around to hand her a glass of juice and as she reached for it the wife-beater slipped off her shoulder and her breast fell out again. Ryan looked up and laughed. He couldn't take his eyes off her as he watched her trying to work out how she could manage to try to move while still maintaining her modesty.

"Don't laugh. What am I supposed to do?"

"Works for me." he said smiling "I don't see the problem." He took her damp clothes from her and went and put them in the dryer. "So you hungry?"

"I'm starving – it must be the sea air" she said smiling at him.

"You were always starving. I don't know how you stay the shape you are with your appetite." He said turning to look at her.

"How do you know what shape I'm in – although I do seem to remember you having a good long look when you took the towel off me last night." she teased him.

"Look who's talking. Just how long had you been watching me last night, before you bothered to let me know you were there?"

She could feel herself blushing, wishing she'd never started this little game. "Yeah. Okay. You've got me there. You win. But it's hard not to notice when you're walking around in a wife beater. Mind you I prefer you without the wife beater." She said raising her eyebrows at the last comment.

"Well if you ever want me to take it off I'd be happy to oblige" he said with a smile on his face.

"Hmm. I'll keep that in mind. Now, what can I do to help?"

"Well what do you want?" he asked as he looked at her suggestively.

She knew straight away what he had on his mind. "Down boy, not again. At least not until I've had food."

"Okay." He said as he opened the fridge and looked inside. "We have bagels, cream cheese, cereal and milk, eggs, toast, coffee. Anything take your fancy?" he smiled and looked back at her.

"Yes you do." She smiled "But right now a bagel sounds good. And a coffee" she added.

He got the bagels from the fridge and split one and put it in the toaster. Marissa watched him as he moved about his kitchen. "Do you want some smoked salmon with it? Rosa usually leaves some for me." He said, reopening the fridge to look for it.

"No. Cream cheese is fine. Did you say Rosa? As in the Cohen's Rosa?"

"Yeah. She comes in Mondays to clean up after me and then on Friday to freshen up the place and stock the fridge. I don't know what I'd do without her."

He put the bagels on a plate, handed her, her coffee and picked up his mug. "Let's go and make ourselves comfortable." He said leading the way to the sofa.

They ate looking out over the ocean in front of them.

"This is really great." She said admiring the view.

"Uh huh. … I love to come down here and spend some time on my own whenever I feel the need."

"But you're not on your own, your with me" Marissa replied. "Would you rather be on your own?" she asked scared that she had overstayed her welcome, somehow invaded his sanctuary.

"Nooo. Definitely not… I'm really happy that you're here with me. This place was built to have people in it. It never feels quite right when I am rattling around in it all on my own. I just mean I can get away from work and relax here. And thanks to Seth, I always have you with me".

"What?... Now you mean?" she looked at him puzzled wondering what Seth had to do with her being here.

"No all the time." Ryan replied.

"I don't understand?"

He reached for a pile of magazines on the sofa table behind them and handed them to her. They all had her on the cover.

"What?" She asked puzzled to what he meant.

"Seth's idea of a fun gift for me last Chrismukkah was a subscription to just about every magazine you have ever worked for, so if you look around the house here, you are just about everywhere."

She smiled and put the magazines back.

"I'm glad he made sure you didn't forget me. I'll have to remember to thank him when I see him next." Marissa replied.

When they had finished eating Marissa stood up. "Okay I'll clean up since you cooked." She smiled and reached for his plate and cup intending to go and put them in the dishwasher. As she did so the wife-beater slipped off her shoulder and she fell out again.

Ryan laughed "I definitely like the way you clean up. Maybe I could help you." He reached for her and placed his hand over her exposed breast gently rubbing the nipple between his thumb and fore finger.

"I thought you were going to help clean up? I don't think that's helping?" she smiled not moving away because she loved the feeling of his hand on her.

"No I like the way YOU clean up. I was helping with keeping you covered up since it seemed to be causing you some concern." He said as he moved in front of her and used his other hand on her other breast.

"Such a gentleman." She said as she put the plates back down on the coffee table and sat down on his knee. She put her hands around his neck and lent in and kissed him. She pulled back and looked deeply into his eyes. She desperately wanted to know just what was going on between them but she didn't think he knew any more than she did. All she knew was that this felt right. She lent back in and their kisses became more and more urgent as both felt the need to connect with one another. As her tongue slipped into Ryan's mouth, he removed the troublesome wife-beater and they slid off the couch on to the rug in front of the fireplace.

"Riss"

"What?" she replied between kisses.

"Is this going too fast for you?" he asked breathlessly between kisses.

"No" she replied as she reached for his belt.

"But Riss ….I mean … we said we'd take it slow." he pulled back and looked into her eyes.

"Listen Atwood I have been waiting for this for seven years, so I don't think that it is rushing things …Do you?"

"Well I guess not when you put it like that" he smiled and resumed back where he had left off.

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A short time later, their clothes were scattered around the floor and the two naked bodies lay entwined, their breathing returning to normal, as Ryan rolled off Marissa and pulled a rug and a couple of cushions off the sofa to cover them with. When they were comfy he asked "What would you like to do now?"

"Well what did you have planned for today?"

"Well I could take you back to the hotel if you want……. or you could just stay here…. with me." Ryan suggested.

"Well I wasn't looking forward to spending time in the hotel either by myself or avoiding Jake. And whenever I try to leave it, I am constantly surrounded by photographers. So staying here sounds great... If you can put up with me… I don't want to wear out my welcome."

"Never." He kissed her lightly. "How about you stay for the whole weekend then we can really catch up."

"I can think of nothing nicer than being caught by you" she smiled snuggling up closer to him and wrapping her leg over his.

"Do you need clothes?" He asked remembering what had happened last night. "I mean we could always go shopping and get you some."

"Well what are we likely to be doing? You know. Because it seems certain activities don't require them." She smiled as she raised the rug on top of them to look at their naked bodies curled together.

He followed her gaze noticing how she fit perfectly to him before she put the rug back down. "I'm sure we'll be doing more of this but is there anything else you need? We can go to the mall." Ryan suggested.

"Yeah and start a small riot. I don't imagine even the newpsies at South Coast Plaza would leave us alone after that attention last night." She said.

"Yeah I think we might be the main event at the moment so it's probably wise to keep low." Ryan replied.

"By keeping low, are you referring to a 69 in the bedroom or something else?" She smiled.

"Ha ha. Can you get your mind out of the bedroom just for a moment. Are you sure there's nothing you need? I could just go down to the pharmacy on my own, if you need something." Ryan new they hadn't used protection last night and he thought she probably needed some contraceptive pills. He still regretted his mistake with Theresa all those years ago, and he didn't want to entertain the possibility of her becoming pregnant. Although, when he thought about it, he knew that there was a part of him that could think of nothing better than having a child with her. He had never been able to imagine anyone else as the mother of his children.

"Why would you want to go to the pharmacy?" All of a sudden it dawned on her and she realised what he was getting at. "Ahh... I think I see what's troubling you. Would is reassure you to know that I've already taken my pill this morning? I keep them in my handbag." She smiled at the look of understanding and relief on his face. "You know you could have just asked. I don't think that there are too many secrets between us after last night." She smiled.

"Yeah I'm sorry. I guess I'm just not comfortable talking about things like that. It's been a while since I've even had to concern myself with the possibility but you know after Theresa……"

"Yeah .. I know" she added. She didn't want to talk about Theresa.

"How about a walk on the beach? The beach here is fairly secluded. There is rarely anybody around at all. Your clothes should be dry by now and you can put on one of my caps and we should be fine."

"What you don't like the wife-beater?" Marissa queried; a smile on her face.

"Yeah I love it. But only for me. I'm not prepared to share." He replied.

"Okay. A walk sounds great."

He stood up and reached his hand down to her to help her up.

"Ugh" she moaned.

"What's wrong?"

"Uhmm. I think I've definitely had a workout. I seem to have a few aches and pains that I'd rather not have and I don't think making out on the floor helped either."

"It may be something to do with your sleeping position last night. Actually a number of positions you were in could be responsible." he added.

She smiled thinking back. "Yeah maybe. But it was worth it."

"Well come on. We'll go for that walk and if it will make you feel any better then I'll give you a massage when we get back."

"A massage sounds great. I intend holding you to that." She smiled thinking of the possibilities of a massage from Ryan.