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could walk around the Bowfin Submarine Park. The day was beautiful, the sky an impossible blue, a breeze blowing the palm trees overhead as they wandered, looking at the gunnery exhibits. Bailey was drawn to the water, lapping against the hull of the submarine. She was sure Mr. Viera would want to tour it, but she didn’t think she could deal with the close confines.
    “Bored already?” Ian asked, joining her and hooking his fingers through her belt loops to draw her back against him.
    “Sleepy. For some reason I’m not getting a lot of rest on this vacation.”
    He chuckled softly, the vibrations warming her back. “You should see what I have planned for tonight.”
    She angled her head to look up at him. “Actually I was thinking about giving the handcuffs another go.”
    “Really? Did you like that?”
    “I was thinking more of using them on you.”
    His breath caught and his fingers tightened on her waist.
    “Have you ever been handcuffed? Like that? Wait, on second thought, don’t tell me. Just tell me if it’s something you’d like to try with me.”
    “Definitely something I’d like to try with you,” he said against her neck.
    Just then Max called them all together to get ready to go on the tour of the Arizona Memorial. They went to the museum as they waited for their turn on the boat that would carry them to the memorial, which was farther from shore than Bailey realized.
    Finally, after they’d seen everything in the museum a couple of times, their tour was called. Bailey was taken aback to see tears in Ian’s eyes during the video they were shown of the attack, narrated by some of the survivors telling their harrowing tale of survival, and of loss of their friends. She slipped her hand in his and leaned against his arm, tears blurring her own vision as she thought of what his uncle must have felt in the attack, the terror, the panic, the helplessness. She heard more sniffles around them but didn’t look.
    Once the movie ended, they were taken to the boat that would carry them to the memorial. The wind whipped through her hair as they made the short trip, and the rest of the tourists were quiet. The memorial itself was smaller and brighter than she expected, slices of sunlight striping the floor beneath them. Once they entered the memorial, saw the marble wall at the far end, filled with the names of those who died, saw the ship beneath them, and the rusted parts of the ship sticking out of the water, it was all very sobering. All those young men who never thought that morning would be their last. Who reported for duty thinking they’d see their sweethearts, their buddies, their families again.
    A very somber group returned to the shore to board the bus that would take them to the USS Missouri, the battleship in the same class as the Arizona that was stationed on Ford Island, over the bridge.
    The mood lightened once they got to the battleship, and Andrew took a group picture of them before they went in.
     
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    “I think there may be a limit to the military history I can learn in one day,” Bailey said after dinner, collapsing on the bed in Ian’s room and staring at the ceiling. “I swear I’m going to dream in gray tonight.”
    He chuckled and lay next to her, his fingers tracing the bare skin above her waistband. He’d snuck caresses and kisses today, but none of it had been enough, and he wondered how the hell he was going to survive next week, back in Austin. This would be over, and he’d be alone, again, thinking of her. But it was what they’d decided and he’d stick with it. “I told you we should have gone to the beach before dinner.”
    “I don’t even have the energy to walk over there.”
    “We’ll go for an early morning swim, then, spend the day at the beach before we have to get ready for the rehearsal dinner.”
    “Okay.” She turned on her side to face him. “You’re flying back Sunday?”
    “Yeah, my first shift back is Monday afternoon. You?”
    “I