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Jin has been ushered out of the room and his bedroll kicked under the bed. The room has been cleaned and one of the nightstands converted to small table. There's a bottle of wine and a serving plate holding a fancy French chicken dish he can't remember the name of. Sawyer has shaved, showered, and dressed.

Now comes the waiting.

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"Regular hours are probably better for the squirt, too."

His eyes stay on his food for a bit. "Your boss don't... he ain't tried nothin' with you, has he? 'Cause they do that sometimes."

"I haven't actually started yet," she says, watching him watch his food.

"He wouldn't be successful, you know. If he did try something."

"Still, if he does try..." He lets the rest of that statement go unsaid. He's not even sure he could get out the door to enforce whatever it is he'd do to the offending boss.

"I'll drop his coffee in his lap and then I'll come straight here and let you know," she promises quietly.

He grins. "That's my girl."

And then there's that smile again.

"Yes," she says simply and hides her face behind her wine glass as she takes another sip.

"I missed you, sweetheart. I mean, you were there on the island -- sort of -- but I missed you."

That makes twice that he's stolen her breath since she arrived. She searches his face and shakes her head, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

"I thought it would be easier," she murmurs. "To say goodbye to you rather than stay and constantly worry about you. But there wasn't a second that went by that I didn't miss you. Want you."

He can't think of anything that wouldn't sound like he was trying to pick at old wounds, so he just replies, "Yeah, I know, sweetheart."

"I won't make that mistake again," she promises, locking her eyes on his. "I don't know why you gave me another chance but I won't mess up again, I swear. Being without you hurts too much."

"It ain't like I did it out of the goodness of my heart. I..."

Despite the assurance she's just made, he still has trouble saying the thing he truly means: I love you. Saying the words opens him up too much.

So, instead, "Like I said, I missed you."

It's enough for her for now. She knows she's already entirely more fortunate than most.

"When I first realized I was falling in love with you, I didn't think. . .I mean you could have anyone you wanted. Goddesses, Jedi." She smiles slightly and toys with a piece of chicken on her plate. "I didn't think I would ever be so lucky to be the one."

"'Anyone'? Let's don't stretch the truth too much here, hon." He chuckles.

"You're not really one to take no for an answer when you want something enough," she smiles.

"Fair enough. Some people can say 'no' awful hard sometimes, though."

"Some people are stupid and don't know what they're missing."

He chuckles again and forks another bite in his mouth. "Lucky for us, huh?"

"Hm," She agrees and for a moment is content to simply stare at him; her food and wine forgotten temporarily. Her smile is a little wistful.

"Yeah."

A long silence. "You have any plans for after dinner?"

"Ideas, maybe," she admits softly. "But no, not any plans."

He grins. "Ideas are good."

A slow, lazy smile spreads across her face. "You planned this evening. I wouldn't want to step on any toes or anything with my ideas."

He shrugs. "All I was really focused on was gettin' you here; anything else'd just be icin' on the cake."

She looks first at his bed and then at the door. "When will Jin be back?"

"Not anytime soon if he knows what's ggod for him."