A/N: Not my bet, but here you go.

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The scent of fresh coffee brewing roused Paige awake the next morning. Smiling, she stretched and rolled over, luxuriating in the feel of Sinner's gigantic bed. She didn't know why he had chosen a bed so large, but not for the first time was she thankful.

Spying the button down shirt Spinner had been wearing the night before at the foot of the bed, Paige threw it on to go see where her companion had disappeared to.

She found him in the front of the stove, carefully attending to something that smelled delicious. Tiptoeing so as not to be detected, she wrapped her arms around his waist, peppering small kisses along his bare back.

"Mmm, now that's a 'good morning'." Spinner laughed.

"What are you making? It smells amazing." Paige said, burying her face against his shoulder blade.

"Venetian omelet. House specialty." he replied as he removed one hand from the pan and placed it on top of hers that was lying across his stomach.

"Well it, and the coffee, smell heavenly. What are the odds that I can get you share?"

"Share?" he asked incredulously, "Who do you think I'm making this for?"

Paige squealed in delight. She was ridiculously happy. Happier than she'd been in a long time. She felt like she was in some weird type of time loop alternate universe and a large part of her never wanted it to end.

"You are the best. Did I ever tell you that?" she asked, letting her hands run up and down over his stomach.

"Best what?" he inquired, a mischievous lilt coming into his voice.

Paige's hands started sliding a little further down, and she smiled triumphantly at his soft groan. "Best everything." she added with heavy emphasis on the word.

Spinner turned around and captured her lips heatedly. Paige brought her hands up to tangle in his hair, deepening the kiss greedily while his arms wound around her back.

"Yo, Spin, you home man?"

Jimmy's voice caused the two to break apart, but not before he had seen them.

"Sorry guys." The smirk on his face belied his shock, but he still couldn't contain the laughter that was shining through in his eyes and his voice.

"Hi Jimmy." Paige said coolly, using her most professional voice to hide the mortification at being caught in such a private moment.

"Dude, I was happy to build that lift so you could get up here," Spinner told him, "but there is an intercom down there."

"Now where's the fun in that?" Jimmy laughed.

"I think I'm gonna go get dressed." Paige announced as she headed off to Spinner's room, clasping the partially unbuttoned collar of her shirt together.

Once the bedroom door shut, Spinner glared at his friend. "Thanks a lot."

Jimmy gave him a look. "Like I had any idea you were up here with Paige about to cook a little more than eggs in the kitchen." he pointedly stared at the omelet Spinner had fixed.

Spinner flushed. "You still should have buzzed first."

They both shut up when they heard the bedroom door open. Paige came out, now dressed in her jeans and sweater from the night before. She blushed furiously when she spotted Jimmy still smirking at her, and hated herself for reacting that way. She had no reason to be embarrassed.

Paige kissed Spinner quickly and chastely on the cheek as she passed him. "I'll see you tonight." She glanced over at Jimmy, still smirking at the table. "Jim."

"Paige. Great seeing you again."

She left and Jimmy turned to a glaring Spinner. "Can I have her omelet?"

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Spinner walked down the stairs into the restaurant tying the tie he hated to wear, but knew that Paige would like it. Marco had been by earlier and the entire place was decorated with flowers and tiny twinkling lights. He had also arranged several large photos of Mr. and Mrs. Michalchuck placed throughout the room. The serving crew walked around, setting up tables with the best crystal and china he had and carrying trays of champagne. It all looked perfect.

One of the waiters asked him where the ice buckets were supposed to be set up, and he noticed Paige coming in out of the corner of his eye. He excused himself, and walked towards her. Her face lit up when she noticed him coming her way.

"Have I ever told you how cute you look in a suit?" she asked, tugging playfully on his tie.

"Once or twice," he replied, stepping closer to her, "but I'm not opposed to hearing it again."

She laughed and kissed him softly. "The place looks amazing, Spin."

"You look amazing," he corrected.

Paige felt mildly embarrassed at the flush creeping up her neck. She'd had a feeling Spinner would like her dress. While she herself had always been fond of pinks and pastels, he had always liked her in darker colors. So when it came time to get ready for that night, she had chosen a strapless wine colored dress and hoped he would like it.

Once more, she felt like she was a kid again. She had been out on her own for years, and prided herself on being independent and self-sufficient. The men that came and went in her life were just there, more afterthoughts than anything else. But in just a few days, Spinner had managed to integrate himself into her heart the same way he had when they were fifteen and first falling for one another.

She was beginning to wonder if he'd ever truly left.

"I love your dress," he told her.

She smiled triumphantly. "I had a feeling you would."

"Paige!"

She turned around to see Dylan and Marco leading her parents into the restaurant, followed by the first wave of Michalchuck relatives. Her mother raced right over to them and hugged Spinner tightly.

"Gavin," she said, "you are so sweet for doing this."

Paige fought back the laugh threatening to erupt at the look on Spinner's face.

"Yeah, well." he said shyly.

Her father clapped him on the shoulder, looking proudly at Paige. "Our little Paige has a good friend in this one," he announced to the small circle that had formed around them. "First boyfriend you know," he said conspiratorially to her uncle next to him, "and they still keep in touch."

"So Dad," Dylan interjected, "Spinner put out all his best stuff. Look, salmon."

Mr. Michalchuck headed off to the food table, while his wife and a few relatives went to sit down. Paige and Spinner were left alone and they both burst out laughing. The crowd was growing steadily, and they pressed closer to get some semblance of privacy.

"Sorry about that, but you know my parents always like you." Paige said.

"It's okay, I like them too." he assured her.

"So, think you may want to dance?" she asked.

The D.J. had been given a list of her parents' favorite songs, which he began playing when they came in the door.

"I think I can do that. If you keep your father from telling that story about what happened at Christmas in grade ten." he responded.

"But he loves to tell that story," she teased.

Spinner flushed hotly. "It wasn't funny." he muttered.

Paige took his hands and pulled him out onto the floor. "Aw," she wrapped her arms around his neck, "I'm sorry. You're right, it wasn't funny."

He nodded, not believing her, but pulled her close just the same as they began to sway to the music.

I've been loving you too long

To stop now

"You know, Dylan and I chipped in to buy my parents cruise tickets for their anniversary."

"That's nice of you," he said offhandedly, not really sure what the point was.

"Yeah. They're actually leaving tonight after the party." she said.

My love is growing stronger, as you've become a habit to me
I've been loving you

A little too long
I don't wanna stop now

"I was thinking," she added, "that I'm not really too keen on the idea of staying in the house by myself. "

"Well, you could stay with Dylan and Marco I guess, but …"

She laughed. "Or … I could stay with you."

Spinner's face changed when he realized what she was asking. His face broke into a huge grin, and he dipped her backwards, delighting in her little squeal of surprise.

With you my life
Has been so wonderful
I can't stop now

I've been loving you a little too long
I don't wanna stop now

"I think that might be okay. Especially seeing as how you're going back to Montreal tomorrow."

Paige's face softened. "I'm really going to miss you Spin. The last few days have been incredible."

"Yeah," he agreed. "I'm gonna miss you too. Just promise you'll come back by the next time you're in town."

"Just try and stop me."

I've been loving you a little too long
I don't wanna stop now

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"Loving You Too Long" by Otis Redding