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The Call

"How can it be so sunny, yet so cold out?" Megan asked, tucking her arms around herself to preserve heat.

"No idea." Dov chuckled, sliding one arm around her waist and holding her close. "Thank god for central air." He smiled, holding the door to Milagro's open for her.

Before even thinking about getting something to eat, they found a seat and tried to warm themselves up.

"So, tell me, Dov." She perched her chin on top of her folded hands. "If you could do anything in the entire world right now, what would it be?" She tilted her head a little.

"You." He said with a straight face. He watched her eyes widen a little, and only then did he begin to laugh. "Kidding! Well, not really. But, I don't know. I'm kind of happy with where I am right now." He smiled, realizing that he was, in fact, happy.

"Through and through? Not a thing you would change?" She asked.

"Well hey, I'd like to be a little taller and a lot richer," he laughed, "but other than that, I'm quite content. I got my own place, a job that I love, and an amazing girlfriend. I think it works out quite nicely. Wouldn't change a thing." A waitress approached and began speaking, but Megan just continued to gaze on at the current love of her life. She'd like him to be the only one, but she was young, really young. At twenty three, she knew she should be out partying, travelling, bar hopping and bed hopping.

Maybe it was her upbringing that caused her to mature so quickly, but whatever it was definitely had an effect. As far as she could tell, she was ready to settle down with him. She shuddered a little, still amazed that this was even possible. The girl with the most dysfunctional emotional and trust issues, ready to settle down. At twenty three. 'Craziness.' She smiled to herself. She wouldn't change anything either.

"Earth to Megan? She'll just have a water." Dov smiled at the waitress as Megan snapped out of her trance.

"Sorry, sorry." She laughed. "Water would be great." She shook her head and smiled sheepishly.

"Thinking?" He asked, prompting a curt nod and a demure smile. "About?"

"You." She said simply, picking up her menu and scanning the list of starters.

"Good things, I hope?" He left the question with an open end, waiting to say what she'd say to fill in the blanks.

"But of course." She smiled, but didn't raise her eyes to meet his. She knew how to play with his mind, that's for sure. He just laughed as he tried to decide between the pad Thai and the chicken curry, easily the most difficult choice of the day so far.

"What if I get the pad Thai, and you get the curry, and we can just share?" Megan proposed, giggling.

"Yes! You're a genius. That's the best idea I've ever heard." He closed his menu and laid it down on the table, chuckling. "So, the Christmas party. Do you still wanna come?" He raised an eyebrow and took a sip of his drink.

"If you'll have me, I'd love to." She smiled.

"Obviously! I'd love to show you off." He winked.

"Oh God, Dov. I doubt there will be any of that. Look at Andy, and Gail and Traci. They're all going to look phenomenal. They are the ones that are gonna get shown off." She furrowed her brow, not looking forward to being the center of attention.

"Are you crazy?" Dov leaned forward and kissed her over the table. "They're gorgeous. But you, you are gorgeous." He smiled and nodded.

"Maybe you're the crazy one." She whispered, winking and taking a sip of her water.

"Somehow I doubt that." He laughed, as the ring of her cell phone sounded. She looked at him with questioning eyes, and he just waved it off. "Go ahead."

"I'll be quick." She pulled her phone out of her bag and tilted her head, confused, when she read the caller ID. "It's Traci."

"She wanted to tell you how gorgeous you are." He said, monotonous. She rolled her eyes and flipped open her phone.

"Hello?" She smiled into the phone.

"Hey, Megan, it's Traci. What are you up to today?" The woman on the other end asked.

"Today? Not sure." She laughed. "But as of right now I'm sitting in Milagro's in London with Dov."

"Tell her I say hi." He whispered loudly, leaning across the table.

"He says hi." She giggled obediently, and Traci just laughed in return. They finished their conversation quickly and Megan hung up the phone. "They're going dress shopping. I'm going to look like such a scrub next to them!" She sighed, putting her phone back in her bag.

"You're definitely the crazy one." He laughed as the waitress came back to take their orders.

The rest of their unorthodox breakfast was great, until Dov made the mistake of rubbing the back of Megan's calf with his foot. It wasn't done on purpose, but as soon as he did, they both had the same thing on their minds. An exchange of glances, and Dov locked eyes with the waitress and raised his hand.

"Check please!" He cleared his throat. Megan laughed as she began to gather her things. It was rushed and full of confused looks, but they made it out of the restaurant in record time. "So, there's a hotel around the corner. Just throwing that out there."

"We can't do this all the time, you know that right? Sex at random times, random places. We'd both be broke, checking into hotels every other day." She laughed, following him to the car.

"It could be our thing." He laughed, opening her door for her. "It'll be our hobby. Sex, everywhere."

"Oh my God, Dov." She snorted, shaking her head. "Isn't that illegal?"

"Cop by day, sex fiend by night." He shrugged.

"Yeah, I'm sure the white shirts would just love handling the press on that one." She said sarcastically.

"You never know." He sang, pulling out of one parking lot and into another directly around the corner. They walked briskly into the lobby of the hotel and paid for a room for one night.

"I can't believe we're doing this." She shook her head as they stood in the elevator, waiting for their floor.

"Really?" Dov stepped out as the doors opened, and took her by the hand. "I can." He led her down to their room and unlocked the door. After doing a quick check to make sure no one was directly in their view, he pulled her in front of him and pressed her back against the door, kissing her feverishly. She found the door handle and managed to twist it, pulling him with her. He slammed the door shut with his foot, leaving the rest up to imagination for onlookers.

"Yeah?" Dov groaned into his cell phone. They lay on the bed in their hotel room, as they had last night, with chests heaving and sweat dampening their skin.

"You okay man? You sound out of breath." Chris asked.

"Yeah, Chris, I'm fine. What's up?" He cleared his throat and tried to hurry the call along.

"Look, I don't have a suit nice enough to wear to the party. The girls went to find dresses today, and Gail's gonna look amazing. I don't want to look stupid next to her in a suit from high school." He sighed.

"What are you saying?" Dov chuckled, wanting to hear him say the words.

"We need to go shopping." Chris said quietly.

"What was that, Chris? We need to go where?" He laughed, putting him on speaker phone for Megan to hear.

"I said, we need to go shopping!" He muttered hurriedly. The two burst out laughing, before Dov pulled the phone back down to his ear.

"Fine, man. I'm in London, but we'll leave right now. Be at my place in like, an hour and fifteen." Dov calmed himself down.

"London's like two hours away." Chris countered.

"Not if I can help it." He laughed. "See you later."

"Bye." They hung up. Dov rolled over to see Megan sitting, tying her hair up.

"Where do you think you're going?" He pulled her back down and kissed her.

"You said we were leaving right now." She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but I didn't mean it." He chuckled, before he began to press light kisses along her jaw.

"Well in that case." She pulled the elastic out of her hair and melted into his touch.

It only took them an hour to drive back to Dov's house, which quite frankly, surprised them both. But only when Chris greeted them, yelling something about taking two hours to get back, did they realize just how long they'd taken doing… other things.

Dov said goodbye, kissed her once on the nose and left her to her own devices. After she watched the car pull away, she walked back into the house and changed into her yoga pants and a sweatshirt before taking off on a nice afternoon run.

She'd always been pretty athletic. She ran a lot when she was younger, and now it just cleared her head better than anything else. She ran and ran, for a few hours until she finally ended up at a beach she'd never been to before.

It was beautiful, she thought. The waves gently rolled against the shore, clouds swirling past the sun. She inhaled, the cold air sticking to her lungs. She loved that feeling, like she was alive. And sweaty and exhausted from running for so long.

She walked down the beach and found a large, flat rock to sit on before shaking out her hair and reassembling it in another pony tail. She reached into her pocket and checked the time on her phone, wondering where Dov was at that moment. She sighed, and leaned back against another rock behind her, just taking it all in.

Her phone began to ring, and she actually laughed out loud.

"You read my mind, Dov." She laughed, digging her phone out of her pocket. "Oh…" She frowned, unhappy with the name on her caller ID. "Megan speaking." She put on her work voice.

"Meg, hey. It's Lisa. Look lady, I have some great news." Her eccentric boss called through the phone. "You know how we were working on establishing some friends over in Europe? Well, I got the call this morning. There's a retailer there that is more than willing to pick up our line!"

"Oh my God, Lisa! That's fantastic!" Megan laughed.

"It is! We're opening an office over there to ease the strain that distance can put on a business relationship." Lisa continued. "And I think I'm going to head up the new team. I trust everyone around here, I think that if we ship our head office overseas, there will be a better market and the one down here and in New York can be secondary."

"Wow, wow." Megan smiled. They'd been waiting for this break for so long. "Well who is going to replace you? Are they going to be as nice to me?" She chirped. She'd been Lisa's assistant for years now, since she started interning for her at nineteen. Lisa ran a small scale fashion house, and had been trying to sell collections overseas even before Megan went to work for her.

"Well, Meg, I had another idea." Lisa's voice took on a mischievous tone.

"What are you thinking, Lisa?" Megan asked, giggling.

"Come with me." Lisa's words dropped like bombs.

"What?" Megan managed to choke out.

"Come with me! You always said you wanted to go to London, so come with me. Let's face it; you keep my life running on schedule." She said. "Seriously, Megan. I can fly you there and set you in a hotel until you find a place to live. The pay will be better, and it'll be permanent. No more running around. We'd be downtown, right in the heart of things." Damn, this was sounding really good.

"Lisa, I – I, I don't know what to say." Megan furrowed her brow, rubbing her eyes.

"Look, don't say anything. You've got until Sunday night to make a decision, the plane leaves Monday. Okay? I'll call you. Think about it, Megan. Really think about it. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity." Megan could hear the heaviness in Lisa's voice. She meant every word she was saying.

"O – Okay." She whispered, hanging up her phone.

She clapped her hand over her mouth. Life just got a whole lot harder.