Alex sat up and he couldn't believe that he just slept through the entire night. It was the first time since Carol died and it felt so good. "Jesus," he moaned and stretched. "What time is it?" Alex asked looking around Darcy's room, but he only saw pictures of himself and nothing else. "Damn, she must like me or something!" he laughed and went to find her.

He walked into the large kitchen and found Darcy's out on her deck. She was leaning on the railing, looking out into the ocean in nothing but a pair of those tiny G-string panties and a shirt that went just under her breasts....