"Nice bruise Ruzek." Jay took a second look as he waited for Ruzek to fill his coffee cup. Ruzek said nothing. His eye had darkened overnight and he was now sporting a nice little shiner. Jay tried to recall whether they had been involved in anything lately that would explain his black eye but they had been pretty quiet unfortunately.

He followed Ruzek out of the break room. "So you are not going to tell me how you got the shiner?"

"Nah man." Ruzek tried to blow him off by shrugging and taking his seat at his desk. They didn't give up though and all day they kept at him and he kept brushing them off. Eventually he relented. "I was playing Twister with my cousins kid. I lost." Well it wasn't' a complete lie. He was playing twister and he did lose. Burgess is a lot more flexible than he is.

Why on earth he agreed to play Twister with Burgess was beyond him. The woman did yoga and worked out hard; while he ran & lifted weights. It was always going to end badly for him but the idea of being tangled up with her won out. She had found it in the back of her cupboard when she was clearing out. Her niece had left it there months ago and since the liver transplant hadn't wanted it back. A couple of beers and Burgess challenged him to a game.

"Can we get naked?" he asked wiggling his eyes suggestively. Kim slapped his arm playfully. "Not everything needs to involve us getting naked."

Even if they had remained fully clothed they had fun and he couldn't recall the last time he had laughed so much. Even if it did usually end with him on his arse, they both had a competitive streak and Kim's celebrations got more enthusiastic the more beers they shared.

As they say, its all fun and games to someone loses an eye. Well at the very least until Adam lost his balance and smacked his head on her knee; hard. He grasped his face and rolled onto his back. "Oh God, Adam." Kim leapt up and pulled his hand away from his face, a red mark was already forming.

"It's okay." He was still lying on his back on the floor while Kim jumped up and grabbed an ice pack and towel from the kitchen.

"I hope it doesn't bruise." She placed the icepack on his eye; he winced at the sudden cold. Kim straddled him and suddenly started laughing. "I am glad you find my misfortune so amusing." He scolded before laughing himself. "How the hell am I going to explain this?"

Kim leant forward and moved the icepack before planting a soft kiss on the red mark. "Aw Baby." Adam grabbed her around the waist and flipped her over so she was lying flat on her back; he threw his leg over and reversed their position. She was still laughing uncontrollably, he grabbed both her hands and held them above her head with one hand. "You think this is funny?" he demanded with a huge smile on his face. He grabbed the ice pack with his free hand and started to slide it under her shirt until she squirmed and squealed much.

Kim begged him to stop and eventually he threw the ice pack away. She looked up at him with her big brown eyes and it made his heart beat a little faster. She was getting to him. He kissed her hard and fast and as was usual for them they went from nought to hundred in no time flat. Their clothes ended up on a pile on the floor. Kim jumped up and retrieved their condoms from her bedroom. She had mocked him when he came home with a huge box, but they were certainly doing their level best to get through them. "This is so much better than twister." Adam commented in between kisses. "And safer."

By the time the morning came around his eye was starting to show signs of a nice little bruise. Kim kissed it softly. "You are going to have a black eye."

"What am I going to tell everyone? We haven't even had an rough jobs lately." He groaned. He could just pretend it wasn't there and hope no-one commented. However that was unlikely.

Kim kissed him quickly and got out of bed. "Not my problem."

"Hey, not fair Babe." He tried to grab her arm as she scooted away to the bathroom. He rolled over and rested his arms behind his head. Looking at the clock they had a good hour before they had to leave. He would always leave about ten minutes before her and they would travel in separately to maintain their charade.

Hearing the shower start he jumped out of bed to put some coffee on to brew before joining her in the shower. While it was incredibly hard not to have a hot and heavy session every morning they resisted the temptation. Generally they then shared a cup of coffee and toast before Kim grabbed some yoghurt and a banana before she ran out the door. Adam cleared away the remanants of breakfast, dressed and headed out fifteen minutes later.

"Twister?" Antonio queried. "Is that the best you can do?"

"I swear to god I was playing twister and the little bugger had me bent this way and that. I ended up on my arse more than once." He pointed to his eye. "This was a side table."

He was glad they had discussed his story and what he was going to say because as soon as Burgess appeared upstairs later in the day Atwater immediately asked her what she had done on the weekend. Adam hadn't even turned around from his desk when she arrived. Burgess shrugged. "Not much, Yoga, dinner with my sister, housework."

Adam finished his signing his reports and stood up. "Hey Burgess, Roman." He greeted them.

"Looks like your weekend was more interesting." She commented, keeping her face completely neutral.

"Kids and Twister don't mix." He picked up his reports and took them into Sgt Voight to sign off. They were briefed on tomorrow's planned raid, for which they needed the help of Patrol hence why Roman and Burgess had been called up.

"I thought Twister was great fun, definitely should be added to the must do again list." She teased him a little later when they were at home.

"Only if we play naked."

"And what are the rules of Naked Twister?"

"Everytime I lose, you take something off."

Kim laughed, her eyes twinkling happily. "I'd be naked in less than five minutes."

Adam bought her a glass of wine and grabbed a beer for himself. Kim rested her feet in his lap and leant back against the back of the sofa. "Actually I think we should invoke a naked policy at least four nights a week."

"Which would mean what?"

'No clothes."

Sipping on her wine she pretended to contemplate his suggestion. "Hmm.' Cocking her head to the side she smiled. "Nice idea but cooking could be dangerous, I have seen you in the kitchen, you'd get things snagged or dangle bits in my dinner."

"You like my dangly bits." He teased; winking.

"Not in my dinner."

He raised his beer in acknowledgement and admitted she had a fair point. "Speaking of my dangly bits, they are keen to spend some time with your girly bits."

"Well that would have to be the most unromantic description of sex I have every heard."