Ryan, Linc and I met in the break room to get some coffee before the day started. Ryan is going to Design, Linc is going to Marketing and I'm in Produ...ction this week, so it won't be like it was the first three weeks when we were all together.Ryan greeted me, "Hey, Kay. How're you doing? Are you okay after Friday?" Hi, Ryan, Linc, yeah, I'm okay. I'm sorry you were both dragged into this. My car isn't damaged besides the tires and I'm not hurt but I'm ticked off. I'll survive."Linc asked, "Were. Of what I had planned….mmmmmppphhh” her sentence broke in the middle as I held her face in my palm kissing her tender lips hard locking her in a tight embrace. I broke the kiss much to my dismay but I felt I needed to let her speak what she planned to. She looked back into my eyes with equal percentage of love and lust. I slowly eased myself into the cot, as my hands cupped her cheeks again. I moved my lips parting it slightly as I found her trembling lips, eager and waiting for my touch. I. Actually, her dream wasn’t so much that of working in Southern California — Florida would have served as well — as it was escaping from the bitter cold winters of her native Chicago! She had first met Mark while getting lunch with a couple of her friends at the restaurant across the street from her office. They had often dined there before, but that day as they ordered their usual meals, there were two changes. First, which only Sarah seemed to notice, was that instead of their waiter, another. Could the three of them exist as a triangle? Perhaps. Thinking about the chemistry between them and of another chemical triangle, Hook compared themselves to fire. Although an uncontrolled fire aboard ship is a deadly and fearsome thing, no ship could be built or operated without fire. Fire itself is a chemical triangle, a reaction between fuel, heat and oxygen. Their triangle could be based on love, passion and trust. Without doubt, Hook loved Tink. He also loved Richard Ellis and knew that.