Friday, October 10, 2014 – 10:12 AM

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"We need food, Danny," Kara argued, holding up her hand as she preempted his next argument. "And I'm not ordering in again. Besides the fact that it's ridiculously expensive to get take-out twice a day, we both need to get out of here for a little while."

Two full days without leaving her apartment was Kara's limit, no matter how enjoyable that time had been. Ignoring the pouting look on Danny's face, she continued pulling her hair up in a ponytail.

"Fine, but if we're going out, let's swing by the gym. We can get a workout in, grab lunch, and then grocery shop before coming home," Danny suggested as he moved past her to grab his windbreaker. "Which gym to do you use?"

Kara's lips twitched at his choice of words. Apparently he had no intention of returning to his own apartment after their little sojourn, which was fine with her. The past two days had been two of the best days of her life. Although she did have to wonder when Danny would run out of clothes. So far he'd managed to find everything he needed in his car, making her wonder just how much he packed. "The complex has a decent one. Or we can head onto base."

That suggestion was quickly dismissed and five minutes later Kara was showing him around the small, but well-equipped, gym in her apartment complex. As the building catered towards young military-types, the gym was top-notch.

"I'm going to start with a swim," Kara called over her shoulder, heading towards the locker room.

Sliding into the pool, Kara stretched out stiff muscles. Three days away from the gym and she could already feel herself tightening up. On the flip side, she had a few muscles that had gotten more of a workout than usual in the past two days. Kara managed to get in three laps before a rough arm encircled her waist, pulling her back against a wall of solid male chest. Turning her head, she glared at him.

Danny grinned. "I was worried you were drowning. Sure you don't need a little mouth-to-mouth?"

Kara snorted. "You did not seriously just say that."

"This is a good look on you." Each word was punctuated by a kiss, one arm holding her in place while the other traced the top of her conservative black one-piece.

When he moved to slip under the wet fabric, Kara caught his wrist. "This isn't a private pool, Danny."

But if her goal was to dissuade him, she was unsuccessful. Danny turned, swimming to the edge of the pool, tugging her with him. "Luckily I know an apartment right next door where we can go."

"Groceries," Kara reminded him breathlessly.

"Peapod."

"What?"

"Online grocery delivery," Danny explained as he hauled her out of the pool, throwing her towel around her shoulders before ushering her towards the door.

"Online delivery?" Kara stopped, turning to stare at him. "You order your groceries online?"

Danny shrugged. "Why not?"

Laughing, Kara stumbled into her apartment. "For an active guy, you sure are lazy."