194 'Lune de Miel'

Lina caught his hand before it ventured any further.

"Will? Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," he replied as he held her hand in his.

"When you left," she spoke nervously, "Um.. what did you do that whole time? I mean... I know you were in New York, but did you..."

"See anyone else?"

She nodded and looked away.

"No Lina, I swear I didn't. I thought about you everyday," he held her jaw in his hand and stroked her cheek affectionately, "You still don't know how crazy I am about you, huh?"

She let out a soft laugh and moved deeper into his arms, one arm wrapped around and held her so securely.

"I guess that's my fault. I was... holding back before, but now it's different... now I'm not holding back anything."

He squeezed her thigh with the other hand.

"Will, stop..." she complained and he whispered in her ear.

"What about a quickie in the bathroom?"

"What!" she looked appalled at the thought, "You're terrible by the way."