Wyatt leaned back and wrapped his arms around Isabel. After a few moments of watching the tv, he said, "Huh, maybe I should get a job doing that. Looks like fun."
"Depends," Wyatt said. "If you want me waiting for you to get home at night with dinner ready on the table, you might be really disappointed. Or possibly poisoned."
"That too," she nodded, taking a deep breath and struggling mightily to resist the urge to go put an exam room to use. "Okay, crabbing. Cold sea water. And I think I'd better find a new spot to sit. This is too tempting."
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Just ignore that little hip wiggle.
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"I think I'm going out with Meg tomorrow," she decided.
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