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Saving Grace	By : PiratesWench Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time In Mexico Views: 3176 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sands emerged from the bathroom
wearing black, lightweight cotton pajama bottoms and�nothing else. His hair was wet and his sunglasses were on
his face. Grace couldn�t help but think
that he looked like perfection.

Stop
looking at him like that! He�s an
arrogant, self-centered�Why does he have to be attractive? It�s just not fair!

�Couldn�t
get the shirt on,� Sands said, interrupting her thoughts. �My arm isn�t agreeing with me at the
moment.�

�You�re
probably more comfortable anyway, huh?� she asked him.

�Yeah, and
you get to have an exquisite view for the day.�

See,
arrogance! Totally takes away from the
attractiveness�well�a little at least.
�Is arrogance a prerequisite to be in the CIA or something?�

A faint
smile crossed Sands� lips. �No, just
one of the perks of being me.� His
voice wasn�t as sure as it had been earlier, which led Grace to believe that he
was, indeed, �feeling the burn� of his injuries.

�Sit down
and I�ll get your pills, O.K.?�

�Yeah�thanks.� He sat on one of the chairs at the table and
looked as though he was fighting to keep from rubbing his legs.

Grace went
in search of Sand�s medication and found the bottle in the bag of extra
dressings from the hospital. She read
the bottle, which was, very thankfully, in English, and returned to Sands. �You have to take these with food, so I�ll
order up for us. What would you like?�

Sands
wasted no time in saying, �Puerco pibil.�

�Huh?�

�It�s good,
trust me.�

Could she
have seen his eyes � had he had eyes � Grace was sure that they would be
reflecting some serious discomfort.
�Anything else?�

�Tequila
with lime.�

Her eyes
grew wide. �Huh uh. No way, Sands.�

�Why the
hell not?�

�You are on
some pretty heavy painkillers that say in giant bold letters, �DO NOT TAKE WITH
ALCOHOL� � and even if they didn�t��

�You can�t
tell me I can�t have��

�The last
thing I need is for you to go into some, um, some sort of arrest or
something�or get really out of control or�Dammit, I don�t have to explain
why! I�m just putting my foot down!�

�Oo�controlling�Do
you own a whip, kitten?�

She�d never
admit it out loud, but that comment made her feel a lot better. For a moment, she was really beginning to
worry about him. �Maybe I do.� Sands made a growling noise, which caused
Grace�s flesh to rise. Quickly, she
picked up the phone and dialed room service.
�Hello�I�d like to place an order for room 502�Yes�Um�I�d like the
shrimp fajita platter and, um, porko pebble.�

Sands
shouted. �Puerco pibil!�

Grace
laughed. �Excuse me, puerco pibil�No,
we have drinks in the fridge up here��

�Bring tequila with lime!�

�Ignore that request, please�Half
an hour?�Thank you.� She hung up the
phone.

�God help
you if they bring me rocks, Gracie.�

She
smiled. �Oh, I was only trying to piss
you off, Sands.� She went to the
refrigerator and pulled out two cans of Sprite. �If you want lime tasting stuff, then you�ll settle for the
nonalcoholic kind.�

�What fun
is that?�

Grace shook
her head. �Absolutely impossible,� she
muttered. She poured the drinks into
glasses and gave him one. �Here.�

�When can I
drink again?�

�You can
drink right now.�

�I mean the
good stuff.�

�When you�re
off your meds, which won�t be for a while.
You have the pain killers as well as the antibiotics to fight off any
infections and��

�Hey,
Gracie?� Sands interrupted.

�What?�

�Do
you�� He stopped and nervously took a
swig of his drink.

�Do I
what?�

�Nothing.�

�Sands? You all right?�

He rubbed
his forehead. �Grub won�t be here for a
while�I think I wanna lay down.�

That is
so not what you were going to say.
�O.K. Bed or couch?�

�Your bed
or mine?� he smiled.

�Yours,�
Grace replied sternly.

�Couch
then.� Grace helped him to the couch
and he exhaled gratefully when his back hit the cushions.

�Going to
sleep?�

�No. Not until I get those little blue pieces of
heaven into my system.�

�Well�I�m
going to unpack while we wait for dinner.
Do you want me to put the T.V. on?�

�Nah�but is
there a window or door or something that goes outside?�

�Uh
huh. There�s a glass door that leads
out onto the balcony.�

�Can
we�you�see the ocean from this room?�

Grace�s
answer was soft. �Beautifully.�

�Could you
open that door so I can hear it?�

Grace felt
a piece of her heart shatter for Sands.
�Yeah.� She walked to the door
and opened it. The sounds of the people
below as well as the surf soon filled the room.

Sands
sighed heavily. �Thanks, Gracie.�

Grace wiped
away a tear. �No problem�Uh, call me if
you need me.� She disappeared into her
room.

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Author�s Note: Remember, this story is classified as humor and romance�gotta
have a little serious time. Like it? I really really hope you do!
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