They always got takeout from there on Fridays. She set the bag on the kitchen table and took her usual seat at the dinner table."Thank you. I haven't ...eaten either."Derek went to grab two forks and two plates from the cabinet. He gave Gabriella a fork and plate and set down across from her. It's been six months, but the routine was still second nature. The only thing missing was laughter and conversation. They ate quietly at the table, waiting for someone to break the silence. Gabby started to. I wanted to tell Emma that I had been watching them, and what I saw." He continued, "I had sneaked in through the garden to watch them at the half open window. The anticipation was wild as I finally thought about having her splayed on my bike. I was so hard with precum just thinking of her in her black lace ball gown. Of course, Emma didn't know I was thinking such dirty thoughts about her and Joel, and that was even more arousing." Evidently, Emma had, however seen how aroused he was, so. "I've seen you service record Agent and I'm not impressed.Sure,you might have a good arrest record and you might have been some kind of hot-shot at The F.B.I but you're a trouble maker,pure and simple" Now hang on Chief" you try to defend yourself "That's not necessarily..." Hang on nothing" Dooley berates you "I've heard the rumors,I've spoken to your superior's and they all said the same,you get the job done but on your terms only"Chief Dooley raises himself up out of his chair and slams both. The hydrofoil cut through the easy chop like a knife, men and women sleek and tan stood on the aft deck leaning back on teak rails, sunning themselves, lost in the idle concerns of the sun-borne. Deck-hands coiled lines while waitresses from the bar fanned out offering Campari and Pellegrinos. Two wispy plumes drifted from Vesuvius across an otherwise perfectly clear sky. Ina Balinski sat in the boat’s austere passenger cabin beside Tracy Tomlinson and her sister Becky, the motion inside wasn’t.