Sarah chuckled along with him as he reacted to her teasing as she expected him to.  She was about to turn over when he slipped in behind her and moulded himself to her contours.  She shivered not from being cold, but because the feel of him pressed so close made her tingle.   She twisted her head and shoulders just enough to look at him and trail her fingers awkwardly, but lightly over the side of his face.  “I’m pretty sure you’re safe from an untimely death while I’m still here.”<br/><br/>She turned back around and settled her arm over his, entwining their fingers, with a contented sigh.  Her eyes closed for a moment, secretly wishing she could find this kind of ease and intimacy with someone on a permanent basis.  She couldn’t believe she still had only three days left of her holiday, the time was flying in when she wanted it to slow down.<br/><br/>“I had a chat with Mel on my way down to the pool this morning.” She said quietly, almost a whisper.  “I still want to look at your contract to double check, but I know what your get out of jail clause is.  Don’t worry Mel doesn’t know you’re thinking about escaping.   I made out I might be interested in joining their employment once my modelling career is over and asked her a few questions about the terms.”<br/><br/>She paused for a moment, knowing the conversation was going to become pretty serious now.  She could have waited until the end of her time here before telling him what she had learned, but she felt obligated to tell him “I think you’re going to have to stick to your James Bond plan, because your only other option is to pay them the maximum amount you would make them in the length of what’s left of your contract.”<br/><br/>She rolled over to face him, staring into his eyes. “Knowing how much they are charging me per hour and guessing your maximum is every hour of the day for the three hundred and sixty five days of your contract.  Coop, we’re talking well over a million dollars before you take your cut and I’m betting your share is a small percentage.”