<strong>Sean, with Beth in the boathouse</strong><br/><br/>Sean's curiosity was quickly enough sated; they had barely reached the boathouse when the blond girl was upon him, throwing her arms around him and seizing his mouth.  It caught him off-guard, but pleasantly so; he braced her against him, wrapping his own arms around her lower back.  He glanced backward as she closed the door behind them, wondering if Mike and Katy had seen them.<br/><br/>He had no response for Beth other than a boyish grin, as she slipped hands underneath his shirt and nudged it up.  He certainly didn't resist, lifting his arms accommodatingly, his guitar pick necklace and his tattoo appearing as the cloth was shrived from his arms.   Beth was in the driver's seat, and that was just fine with him; he wanted to see where she would have them go.  Desperately fishing for something witty to say, all he could come up with was, "that's all right.  I'm not hungry, either."