"That's not fair, damn it. You know what you do to me." She growled without malice.

I chuckled as I turned the shower on and started stripping, curious to see if she was going to try to wedge herself in the tiny stall with me after all. She didn't.

Later, over dinner, I asked Margaret if she thought Theron would mind if I borrowed his boat in the morning.

"Of course not. You know better by now." She admonished me.

"I still prefer to ask." I replied, grinning.

"We're going boating?" Amy asked.

"Yep. You pack a suit?"

"Yeah, I have a couple actually. You said there were a lot...