Horatio had only ever taken her here for breakfast. He had requested they take the lighted patio table. Under the Miami moon and the lights, the sight was breathtaking. She blushed slightly looking around. Horatio smiled watching her. "What's on your mind sweetheart?" She smiled touching his hand. "It's just.. You've never taken me here for dinner. It's beautiful out here." Horatio grinned looking down at her hand. "Not as beautiful as you my dear.." He kissed her upturned palm, making her blush hard. "Horatio you flatter me..." He smiled wiggling his brows. "Still not used to it?" She giggled nodding.

"Especially coming from you Horatio..." Horatio grinned chuckling. "Well get used to it sweetheart. It's not gonna stop from me." Arya laughed shaking her head at him. "Yes sir Lieutenant Caine." Horatio internally moaned, hearing his professional name rolling off her lips sent desire coursing through him. Arya smirked stroking his hand with her finger. "Horatio... You ah, you ok?" She grinned at his obvious discomfort of his lower region. He cleared his throat averting his eyes. "Um... Yeah just ah... Stop.. Stroking my hand please.." Arya giggled pulling her hand away from his. He took a steadying breath trying to control his rampant desire. Horatio sighed finally relaxing and grinned at her. She smiled at him. "Why'd you bring me here Horatio." He smiled nervously. 'Now or never.'

Just as Horatio was about to say something, their waiter came up with "ordered" fine wine. Though in the moment he was sure the fates were trying to screw him over. Trying to wipe the irritation off his face, Horatio forced a smile and looked at the waiter. The look was anything but friendly and the waiter visibly paled. "L-Lieutenant Caine. You..ah ordered this wine.. Chilled to perfection." Horatio growled and smiled again. "Ah... Yes.. Thank you." The waiter put the bottle down and hastily ran off, not wanting to be under Horatio's stare a moment longer. Arya giggled. "Smooth HC... Smooth." Horatio growled, playfully this time. "Well he interrupted!" Arya smiled big.

"You didn't need to scare the man." Horatio laughed softly. "Well to get him away I did." Arya laughed again nodding. "Oh sure you did Horatio, sure." Horatio grinned big pouring her glass of wine for her. "Now I know you don't drink but please, try it." Eyeing Horatio warily, Arya took a sip of wine. She wrinkled her nose but took another sip. "Ok it's good." Horatio smiled and took a drink out of his. "I know it is.. And I'm glad you like it sweetheart."

Arya raised her glass. "A toast. To fine wine... And you Horatio." Horatio smiled raising his glass. "To us." Arya blushed again clinking their glasses together. Arya grinned watching him take his drink. "So... What were you saying?" Horatio looked down and smiled. "Oh um.. Well..." At that moment an old witness that Horatio helped save walked by. A beautiful woman, who took great pleasure in hugging him, kissing his cheek and telling him ALL about herself and what she was up to. Not only did that annoy Horatio. But by the time she was gone, Arya was not a happy camper. She glared at the retreating woman's back and then sat back, tongue in cheek, arms crossed. Horatio smiles apologetically sitting back down. "I'm so sorry about that sweetheart... Truly I am." Arya shook her head taking a swig of her wine. "I know you are Horatio..." She sighed uncrossing her arms and looked at him, smoothing away the irritation on her face. "Do people really have no manners?! I mean you're mine.. Your on a date, with me!" Suddenly realizing what she said she blushed and clammed up. Horatio grinned latching onto 'mine.' "So... I'm yours huh?" Arya blushed and growled at him. "Quick! Tell me what you wanted to tell me before we get interrupted again!" Horatio laughed and smirked calming down.

"Well.. You know we've been together a few days.." She nodded smiling. Horatio took her hand. "Well... I think.. That at dinner with the others... That we should tell them about us." Arya stilled and smiled at him. "Another great idea HC..." Horatio blew out a relieved breath and smiled kissing her hand. All of a sudden, amid the soft music playing over the patio, the song "My best friend." By Tim McGraw started to play. Arya blushed. "That's my favorite song..." Horatio smiled and stood up pulling her with him. "Then let's dance to it..." Arya smiled as he pulled her to him. He wrapped his arm around her waist, linking their fingers on his shoulder. Arya blushed putting her arm around his back, head tucked under his. Gently he lead her in a circle, swaying slowly in time to the music. Horatio reveled in the feeling of her body pressed so close against his. She was humming along to the first verse of the song. Smiling he put his cheek against her hair softly singing in her ear. "It was a feelin' I'd never known.. And for the first time I didn't feel alone..." Arya sighed softly, loving the soft whiskey tone in her ear, she whispered the lyrics back to him. "You're more than a lover.. There could never be another.. To make me feel the way you do.." His smile grew against her ear.

"I don't know where I'd be, without you here with me.." Arya smiled putting her lips to his ear. "Life with you makes perfect sense..." In unison they both whispered to the other. "You're my best friend.." They danced together until the song played out. Neither one of them sitting down after. They both just stayed there, silently holding one another close. Arya kissed his neck and smiled. "I wish we could stay in this moment forever..." Horatio hummed low smiling. "The feeling is mutual sweetheart..." She smiled kissing him softly. "You planned that song didn't you..." Horatio chuckled looking down. "Guilty as charged." Arya giggled stroking his hair, taking the time to rub the soft strands between her fingers. "Thank you for that.." Horatio closed his eyes savoring the feel of her fingers in his hair. "No... No problem." Arya grinned looking up at him. "I wonder what the others will think when we tell them..." Horatio smiled softly.

"Oh they'll be so happy... And if they aren't well.. It's their problem."