As Patrick worked to regain his composure, he tried to make sense of what had just happened. They'd made love countless times during their relationship and recently, but it had never been like this. What was generally tender and exploratory was, today, impulsive, frantic and all-consuming.

He'd been so wrapped up in their coupling that he'd barely heard the locker room door close, so he was thankful that he'd had the presence of mind to suppress Sabrina's scream (and his own moans) with a kiss. The last thing he wanted for Sabrina, who was intensely private, was to be caught having sex in the locker room shower - let alone with her married former fiance'.

He heard Foster say, "Yo, Puerto Rico! You haven't drowned in there, have you?" At that, Sabrina, who'd been relaxed despite being plastered against the wall, immediately came to attention. She mouthed "Oh my God!" to him and then shouted, "Will? Is that you?"

"Yeah. I just came to check on you. I was worried when you didn't meet me at the time we'd discussed."

Sabrina (rather regretfully, in Patrick's estimation) untangled herself from his body and stood. "I'm so sorry. I lost track of time Can you give me a few minutes to change?"

Will chuckled. "Sure, Puerto Rico, whatever you want. I'll be outside."

Patrick saw Sabrina relax when Foster started walking away. When he joked, "I guess those Herbal Essence commercials were true," on his way out, Sabrina blushed from ear to ear.

After the door closed, Sabrina glanced at Patrick. She muttered, "That was close," as she scrambled to pick up her soaked bathrobe. "I'd better get dressed and get out there before he comes back."

Sabrina grabbed the curtain to move it aside, essentially dismissing him, but Patrick caught her hand midair. When she looked at him questioningly, he moved in and kissed her, hard, on the lips. Then he pulled away and reached for the other side. As he pushed it aside, he smiled wickedly, said, "Have fun on your date," and stepped out into the main room naked as the day he was born.

Patrick felt Sabrina watching him as he picked up his his toiletry bag from the shelf he'd laid it on and walked back to his locker and knew that Will Foster would be the last thing on her mind during her date.

Sabrina had a nice time with Will on their date, as he was funny, smart, charming and attractive as hell. Unfortunately, she was far more inattentive than he deserved thanks to Patrick and his parting volley after their interlude in the shower. She knew that is exactly the result Patrick had wanted and she felt like kicking him for it. So, when she got home, she texted Patrick.

Jerk

A few minutes later, she received a reply. What?

Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm talking about.

If you didn't have fun on your date, it isn't my fault.

I'll have you know I had a wonderful time. Will is super-sweet and funny.

If you say so.

Well, I do.

Sabrina put the phone on the charger and changed for bed. She had just turned off the light and was about to get under the covers when it dinged.

Goodnight, Sabrina. Hope you aren't too distracted by your "date" to sleep.

Sabrina chuckled despite herself. Then, she replied: I have the feeling I'm not the one having problems sleeping. Maybe you are a little preoccupied yourself. After she sent that, she added, Hey! You should try counting sheep. I hear that helps.

Ha-Ha. Very funny.

I thought so. Goodnight Patrick. Kiss Emma for me. See you tomorrow.

With that, Sabrina put down the phone and settled in to sleep. Her dreams would definitely be sweet, but not in a Disney princess kind of way.