Las Vegas, Late Friday night

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School was starting soon, so Isabel was trying to fit in as many shifts as she could since she was definitely going to be cutting her hours back once she was carrying a full load of classes. Unfortunately that meant that other then meeting with everyone yesterday and a quick and handwavey lunch with Savannah earlier in the day, Isabel really hadn't been able to take advantage of the suite's luxuries - well other then coming in late late late the night before and passing out on the very cushy mattress after a double shift.

It was late when Isabel finally made it back to the room. Wyatt wasn't around and she hoped that meant he was out having some fun even if she wasn't there. For a moment she considered calling him, but the allure of the super deep bathtub and a packet of bath salts was too strong. Isabel was going to relax.

[Yeah, who do you think it's for? ;-) ]

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Wyatt orbed into the suite. He'd been downstairs wandering around the casino, trying not to think about Savannah's tale of dead brothers and pushing girlfriends away.

He was about to call Isabel's name when he realized she was in the bathtub. Grinning, he decided to see if he could quietly sneak into the bathroom and surprise her.

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She'd pinned up her hair and skipped the lights for a few candles and some quiet music. Eyes closed and dozing lightly, Isabel hadn't realized that she had company.

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If he scared her and ruined her relaxation, she'd kill him. So instead he leaned against the bathroom counter and just watched her, waiting for her to realize he was there.

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Relaxing in the water, Isabel peered through one barely open eye when she heard the whisper of movement in the room. She hadn't hurt the door to the suite open, so that meant it could only be one person.

Okay, maybe two or three others. But since it was unlikely that Chris, Bel or Ronan would risk an ass kicking by lurking about in the bathroom while she bathing, Isabel was pretty sure she knew who it was. But just in case.

"If you're anyone other then Wyatt, leave now before I have to beat on you."

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"Damn," Wyatt snickered. "I'm a gay vampire partyboy, so I guess that means I better go."

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She snickered and flicked a handful of bubbles at him. "You can stay. Better that then an evil gardener? Or some sort of cheesy buccaneer out chasing sea monsters?"

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He moved to sit on the edge of the tub. "Hey, I'd look totally dashing as a pirate, I bet," he said.

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"A half open pirate shirt and leather pants? I can see that," Isabel agreed.

"I'm very tempted to pull you in here."

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"Not if I'm wearing leather pants," Wyatt protested. "That would ruin them!"

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"You're not wearing them now," she pointed out. "Besides, I could fix them. Come on, you know you want to. The water's nice and hot."

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"Tempting," Wyatt said, leaning over the water to kiss her.

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Like she was going to pass up that opportunity.

Isabel kissed Wyatt hungrily before reaching up and pulling on his shoulders. Hard.

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Well, he'd been asking for it. Wyatt fell into the bathtub with a splash.

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She should have thought this through a little better. Because boyfriend in the tub was fun. Still dressed, heavy boyfriend sitting in your lap? Not so much fun.

Laughing, Isabel gave Wyatt a shove. "Lose the clothes and lets try this again."

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"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get out of wet jeans?" Wyatt said, struggling to stand up in the tub despite being weighed down by the water.

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"It's easier then wet leather," she laughed, giving him a push to help him out of the tub. "Come on. You can do it. I'm waiting."

And while she was waiting, she'd add a little more hot water and some more bubbles.

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Wyatt managed to climb out of the tub without falling on his ass. The shirt came off easily, but the jeans were a little harder to peel off. The maids wouldn't be happy about all the water on the floor when they came to clean.

Clothing removed, he got back into the tub, maneuvering himself to settle beside Isabel. "Better?"

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Isabel would be doing some cleaning before she let housekeeping into the room. No need to piss off fellow staff members.

"Perfect," she said, leaning back and closing her eyes.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around much."

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"Missed you," Wyatt murmured, picking up a washcloth and soaking it with water so he could draw it slowly down Isabel's arm. What? He was helping her wash up, really.

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"Missed you to." Very much.

"Going to wash my back as well?" Not that she was complaining. Far from it.

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"I'll watch every inch of you," Wyatt teased, though he adjusted his position so that he was behind her and her back rested against his chest. All the better to grope her. Wash her.

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Even though she loved the position they'd wound up in, Isabel knew an ulterior motive when she saw one, she grabbed Wyatt's hands and wrapped them around her, holding on tight. "Later," she said. "I want to talk to you first."

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"About what?" Wyatt said, resting his chin on her shoulder.

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"About what Savannah had to say," Isabel answered, squeezing his hands. "You didn't say much about it. I know it's not us. But it's still weird to hear."

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"Yeah," Wyatt said, frowning. "I didn't know what to say. It was just so wrong."

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He didn't know the half of it. Fortunately Savannah had waited till lunch to tell Isabel that bit of the story. "Extremely wrong. You've been such a huge part of my life for almost two years now. I can't imagine not being able to lean on you."

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He kissed the side of her head. "Me neither," he said. "I know it sounds corny but you give me strength. Pushing you away would be the worst thing I could do."

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"It's corny, but it's true," she told him. "I feel the same. And just so you know, pushing me away would be bad. I'd kick your ass if you tried."

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"Good, I'd want you to," Wyatt said. "Here, there, any world, I need you."

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"You need me to keep you on the straight and narrow," Isabel teased.

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"Nobody else was up for the job," Wyatt said, kissing her shoulder.

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"Lucky for me," Isabel replied, tipping her head to expose her neck.

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You didn't have to ask him twice to indulge in some neck nibbling. "The women of the world's loss, your gain," he said.

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Isabel caught her breath, enjoying the nibbles. "And I'm thankful for it every day."

"One of these days we need to go skinny dipping."

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"They have a pool here, right?" Wyatt said. "Or, wait, how about a pool at a hotel where they don't know you?"

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"Thank you but no," she shuddered. "I'd just as soon not put on a show. That's what would happen considering half the hotel rooms on the strip over look the hotel pool."

"I was thinking maybe the quarry, if we make it back to Roswell before the weather gets too cool."

But for the moment she was quite content where they were.

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"Not too difficult when you have the Angelic Travel Services at your fingertips," Wyatt said.

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"Maybe one night next week?" Isabel wondered. "You can get everything set up then come get me when my shift is over? The Persiads peak this week."

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"Definitely sounds like a plan," Wyatt said. "We can't miss those." Well, they couldn't until they started getting frisky. But that would never happen, right?

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Bookies in Vegas, who normally take bets on everything, wouldn't touch that bet.

"No, we can't. But that's a few nights away." Isabel turned so that they were chest to chest, sending a small wave of water over the edge of the tub. "We've still got tonight."