Harm and Mac did relatively well on the course though Harm had a hard time concentrating. His eyes kept finding their way to his partner, her skin now glistening with a sheen of sweat. He couldn't help but notice how the sweat had made her thin tank top cling to her body. Nor could he ignore how the heat had caused her cheeks to become flushed. He also couldn't ignore how when she'd go to strike the ball...
"Harm?" Mac laughed softly. "Let's go, Fantasy Boy."
"I...what? And don't call me that. I wasn't fantasizing."
"Okay..how about, Hormone?" She teased. "Ago. And I said, let's go. We're finished here and you need to cool off." She laughed softly as he followed her sheepishly. "We need to go back to Sydney. The next route marker is in front of the Opera House." They drove off as Andy/Bev started their third hole, Pete/David started their second hole, and Melissa/Gerry got to the mine to do 'cool down'.
Harm couldn't take his eyes off her as she drove them back to Sydney He wasn't lying to her in Paraguay. There were times that he forgot just how beautiful she was. And then there were times like this, with the wind blowing through her hair and he'd realize it all over again.
Mac shivered slightly as she pulled intoa parking lot near the Opera House. She'd felt his eyes on her most of the way. She ran to the box, ripping open the clue. "It's a roadblock. I'll take this one, okay?"
In this roadblock, one team member must take a walking tour of the area. They'll use clues along the way in the form of local slang.
"This should be cake...after listening to Mic..." She stopped, seeing the look in Harm's eyes. "I just...I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Yeah, good luck."
She kissed his cheek before looking towards the beach. "Oh...and while I'm gone, don't you dare be checking out any topless women."
He smirked faintl. "I'll make a deal with you. I won't look at any topless women if after we get to the pit stop and get to our room...you lose the top and whatever's under it." He smirked, loving the shocked look on her face.
To say that she was shocked would be an understatement, but she refused to let him watch her squirm. "Actually, here's the deal, Counselor, you don't look at any topless women and your manhood will remain in tact."
"Ouch! Maybe I should rethink this marriage thing. You're already threatening my manhood. I don't know about marrying someone that can cause so much pain to my guy." He chuckled.
"It's true. I could cause your 'guy' alot of pain, but I could also cause him a lot of pleasure." She murmured in his ear before taking off in search of a 'surfie in lairy daks' who would have her next clue.
Harm watched her run off, smiling softly. "I know you could." He murmured before sitting down to wait for her.
Mac quickly found the man in colorful pants who gave her the next clue. "Find an 'ankie bite'."
Five minutes later, she found the young kid who gave her the next clue. "Find a 'sheila in the Aussie cozie'." She ran towards the beach and received the next clue from a woman in a yellow and red bathing suit. "A 'bushie' will give you your final clue.
Six minutes later, she received the final clue from a person from the country side and returned to Harm. "Do I need to injure you?"
"Nah, the way I see it I have no need or desire to look at any topless bimbo."
"And why is that, Commander?"
"Because even fully clothed, you're the only one I could ever want or need to look at." He said smoothly, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Though if you were less than clothed...I certainly wouldn't complain."
Mac rolled her eyes, but couldn't keep from laughing. "I'm sure you wouldn't and I'll keep that in mind." She turned in his arms and ripped open the clue. "Head to the pit stop at...oh Lord."
"What?"
"The ferry in Sydney Harbor." She said softly.
"Perfect."
"Perfect?"
"Sure...gives us the chance to go back and fix the mistake I made."
"You weren't the only one that made a mistake that night, Harm."
"Okay, well then let's use this as a chance to fix both of our mistakes."
"Let's go." He took her hand, leading her to the mat on the ferry.
"Harm and Mac, you're team number one. And as a prize for finishing first in this leg, you win an all expenses paid trip for two to Paris provided to you by Travelocity to enjoy after the race."
Harm grinned. "Paris was good for us."
"Yeah yeah." She took his hand. "Let's get some food, I'm starving."
Twenty minutes later, Andy/Bev stepped onto the mat. Bev had completed the roadblock.
Five minutes later, Gerry/Melissa arrived. Melissa had completed it for them.
Four minutes later, Pete/David stepped onto he mat. "Pete and David, you're the last team to arrive. Fortunetely, this is the third of four non-elimination legs so you're both still in the race."
MEANWHILE
Mac finished eatching and was throwing her trash away when she felt Harm's hand on her lower back.
"Come with me." He guided her to the railing. (("On New Year's Eve, they write 'eternity' on this bridge in lights."?)) His eyes pleaded with her to follow his lead.
She swallowed hard and nodded. "Is that how long we're going to wait?"
"No, but...that's how long I'm going to lo..."
"Sarah?"
Mac spun towards the familiar voice. "Mic?"