He stared at her above the lapping of the waves, watching her rage and glare at him, her voice coming to a high-pitched and emotional sob. She was pedaling back a little in the water, flailing with her arms, her face a mixture of hurt and anguish.<br/><br/>Robbie pushed forward a little as she went back, not saying anything, pressing forward in the water until she was backed against the wood of the pier. They were almost in the shallows of the water again, the sand and gravel grazing the tips of he toes, and CC had her back against one of the supports. They were both breathing hard, eyes locked on each other, unable to look away.<br/><br/>"I wrote to you all the time CC" he said softly. "Every week. For ten years. What I was doing. How my family was. What music I liked. Hell...everything. Everything was in those damn letters. I...."<br/><br/>Suddenly the blood was pounding in his ears, he pulse racing, and he pushed forward in the water against her. He felt her body, soft against him, and her breath hot on his face. Their noses were touching, they were so close, and he gazed deep into her eyes. "I loved you CC. I never stopped loving you. For ten years I carried that flame, like a delicate little candle, from place to place. I wrote to you every week and told you. Even when I heard nothing back. I love you Calie."<br/><br/>Then he pressed in and kissed her, his lips hot on hers, their bodies pressed together in the cool water.