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"Wow." The view stretched out over the sparkling bay. She could see both the gray and white bulk of the Bay Bridge and the gleam of the Golden Gate Bridge, with the bright sun overhead.

"The view is something else, isn't it?" he asked. He came up behind her so close she could feel his body heat. She wanted more than anything to lean back against his warm chest.

"It really is," she said, without turning around. "Livia was on this side of the hotel, too, but we were so busy talking I didn't even look out the window. Josh and Molly got a perfect day for their wedding." She turned to him, but he'd already stepped back over to the desk.

"I couldn't compete with your fancy cheese and crackers," he said, "but I did what I could."

She walked over to investigate and set her beer down so that she could dig in.

"I love this stuff," she said, dipping a Wheat Thin into the tub of herbed cream cheese.

He followed suit.