The next day she called the insurance company, and her apartment manager to have the door and locks replaced. Taking a sigh of relief she called her bank alerting them to the fact that she had been robbed and that she wasn't certain what they took but didn't want to chance it. She changed her banking accounts and passwords forwarding everything to Marty and Gage's address.

Gage got home around six, removing his cover he came in through the kitchen. "Marty I'm home," he called out.

Digging in the fridge he grabbed a snack realizing he hadn't heard a response. Peeking in Marty's room he saw that she was taking a nap and quietly backed out closing the door. Heading to his room on silent feet he opened the door to see Jesse standing there naked, towel drying her hair.

Gage did an about face. "Shit, sorry."

Wrapping the towel around her, face filled with blood she babbled an apology. "No it's my fault, I'm in your room. I'm covered now."

Turning back around he bit his lip nervously. "It's ok really. It's the highlight of my day."

"So, how was the rest of it?" She was attempting to play it cool and not be so damned embarrassed.

"Busy." Gage was watching her intently his pulse becoming more rapid with every second.

Nodding she grinned sheepishly. Jesse was fidgeting, Gage couldn't stop staring and it was exciting. A part of her just wanted to drop the towel and jump him, but she would never do that in a million years. "I'll uh just get dressed."

"Don't do it on my account," he murmured.

Suddenly her eyes, which had lowered snapped back up to meet his own.

He had begun unbuttoning his BDU jacket and slipped it off. Grabbing the tee shirt beneath he lifted it up and over his head.

She bit her lip staring intently as his hands went to the top button of the bdu pants. Giving her a slight smirk he moved toward the bed where he took a seat instead and began unlacing his combat boots. Jesse sat beside him. She watched as he deftly removed one boot and then the other.

"Jesse," he whispered with a sigh, knowing she wasn't ready for anything, leaned in kissing the top of her shoulder, "what are you doing"?

She blinked twice before the world started spinning normally, "I uh," her face filled with color as she stood up. "Sorry." She ran out of the room and into the kitchen. She was still only in a towel having left her clothes in his room. Closing her eyes on a groan she just stood there feeling all kinds of stupid. He would never go down that road again, she knew that, so why the hell did she still get those fuzzy feelings for him.

She was just staring into space not knowing what to think or feel when he walked in a moment later with a pair of shorts riding low on his beautiful narrow hips. She could see droplets of water falling from his hair to his shoulders. He had obviously just taken a shower, how long had she been standing there anyway?

"Hey you ok," he asked seeing the confusion and worry in her eyes?

She looked away again, "Yeah sorry, just day dreaming."

"About us," he asked curiously?

Without thinking she nodded, then froze glancing up nervously.

Running a hand through her still damp strands he pulled her closer for a hug, wondering why he was so hesitant to take her to bed. "Go get dressed baby."

Nodding, she turned and left the room.