"Don't drift too far from me," Sarah warned as she went back to the bartender to get us more drinks. Several margaritas later, Sarah and I were dancin... alone again. She had her arms over my shoulders and my hands were on her waist. I was swaying back and forth partially from dancing and partially from the alcohol. Suddenly Sarah grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me on the lips. I was only slightly surprised. I was more surprised at myself when I pulled her back in for another kiss. This. ”“Why not do it here? Just let yourself go, just feel like you have no responsibilities here except to relax and enjoy the sunrise...”His voice was soothing, almost hypnotic.“That sounds nice,” I said, “letting go does sound nice…”There was an electricity in the air, a tension. Why was I here, anyway? Was it the sunrise? Or was it because of that kiss? A moment later I felt his arms encircle my waist. It was a careful, gentle touch but more than just a friendly gesture. It was a body-language. "He's a sergeant in the Army."There was a collective gasp from the crowd around. Even the woman who had fussed about Victoria for line-cutting apologized for being so rude. The mother of the boy with the Amazon list hung her head and said, "Did you hear them son?" Yeah," he replied."They didn't ask for a bunch of toys did they?" No," said the boy, it was clear his tone wasn't the greedy boy they had heard from earlier."Let's go," she said, then turned to Victoria and said, "Thank you." For. I got a sausage biscuit and another sausage biscuit with other stuff on it with more tater tots.It looked good and I told her, "Thank you for feeding a poor old cook." I grinned and continued, "Otherwise, I might starve and shrivel up to nothing."I thought and then took her hand catching her eye. "Lord, thank you for the food and the person who brought it. Amen." We ate and talked of nothing consequential.I was thinking that I enjoyed her presence. I have had friends and comrades, even some who.