'I can't believe I got pulled over', fumed Iris to herself. 'I know I was doing the speed limit when that squad car hit the siren behind me'. The officer had simply gave her a warning and said have a nice day even though he saw her CSI identification badge not that she expected to catch a break that way. It had delayed her getting home by nearly 90 minutes as she got caught in rush hour that included an accident. As she pulled up into her driveway, she didn't hear Cyrano or Durante barking. They always made a commotion when she got home. Curious, she saw a piece of paper flapping on her door as she went to go inside. The note said, 'Doggy daycare provided for the day and night'. It contained the phone number where Iris boarded her dogs. 'What the'….Iris thought…'whose idea of a joke'. Grabbing up her cell phone, she called the boarding kennel. Yes, her dogs were there and all was well but who brought them in wasn't indicated on the paperwork but that she had approved it. She checked around inside and everything was in order. Her door had been locked. Unnerved, she put on a Keith Urban CD to play as she checked through the house again. His song "Somebody Like You" began playing in the background. She walked out to her balcony even more perplexed to clear her mind.

"Excuse me, ma'am, we had a report of a B&E at this address, please state your name," she heard behind her, nearly causing her to jump out of her skin, as she turned quickly to face a grinning Jim Brass, who was holding a bouquet of flowers and a bottle of wine.

"Jim?" Iris stammered. She felt confused and unsure of herself once again.

"The flowers are for you and the wine to use in the dinner you're making for us tonight," Brass told her. "Remember, we were to have our own dinner at some point and here we are. I still have a debt to repay in spite of what you've said and I always take care of my debts. As a matter of fact, I have a confession slash apology to make for having you pulled over earlier but I needed some extra time to get things done over here before you got home and called a favor into a buddy on patrol. And you did give me your key."

Iris just blinked as she was too confounded to say anything at that moment.

He moved closer to Iris, laying aside the flowers and wine. He had to know. "Why don't you have any pictures of you with your husband? I see all the pictures of the rest of your family, nieces, nephews, happy times…"

In a moment a flood of memories engulfed Iris who swayed a bit and then wearily sank into a chair on the balcony. Brass knelt beside her, his face concerned for her. "Ready to hear a story I've never told anyone?" Iris said softly. Brass then sat beside her, his attention fully on her. "Once upon a time," Iris began slowly, pulling off her glasses.

Iris went on to tell Brass that her marriage to David, while legal, had taken place when they were friends but nothing more. David had proposed saying he didn't think anyone better would come along and that he had such a good relationship with Iris, who had never dated anyone besides David and agreed to the proposition. Even though David was kind and considerate and faithful, theirs was truly a marriage in name only with separate bedrooms while giving the appearance they had an otherwise full marriage to the rest of their family and friends. The relationship had been devoid of love or intimacy. She looked back now feeling foolish that she had settled for what she had. When David had been murdered, she had mourned him as a friend not wife but had always honored her marriage vows for she believed them to be more than just mere words. Upon seeing the work of the CSIs investigating his death, she had been spurred to pursue a radical change in her life and had dedicated the next several years toward that goal.

Brass let out a slow whistle. "That's quite a tale, one I don't think I've heard before and believe me I've heard plenty."

"I just get into work and let it be my life, not the sum total, but pretty close. I become emotionally bonded to my co-workers to the point I view them as family. I stay on the safe track. I wasn't looking for someone like you to happen along, so I know we're friends and happy for that, especially for how things turned out for you and Ellie." Iris finished, coloring and furious with herself in the same instant.

"I better get started on that dinner," she said, a little too brightly, as she stood up suddenly to go inside.

Brass intercepted her and folded her into his arms and held her to him. She said something muffled against his chest and then tilted her head to him. Her eyes were large and questioning, soft like brown velvet.

"You know your head just comes up under my chin, which is perfect," laughed Brass in that husky voice of his.

She cocked her head so that her eyelashes brushed against his cheek, tickling ever so slightly. The move while totally innocent was equally sexy to Brass. He felt a jolt to the core of his being.

"What was that you just did?" he breathed into her hair, inhaling its faint floral scent.

"It's called a butterfly's kiss," she said.

"I need a little more than that, sorry," Brass said, his lips coming down upon Iris' as their kiss deepened, finding her lips soft and pliant. Iris felt herself melting against him, her own arms sliding around his back to enhance the embrace.

Keith's song continued:

"There's a new wind blowin' like I've never known.
I'm breathin' deeper than I've ever done.
And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

An' I'm lettin' go of all my lonely yesterdays.
I've forgiven myself for the mistakes I've made.
Now there's just one thing, the only thing I wanna do, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin' down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
You let me know there's nothing in this world I can't do.

I used to run in circles goin' no-where fast.
I'd take, uh, one step forward and up two steps back.
Couldn't walk a straight line even if I wanted to, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Whoa here we go now!

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin' down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
Well, baby there ain't nothing in this world I can't do.

Sometimes it's hard for me to understand,
But you're teachin' me to be a better man.
I don't want to take this life for granted like I used to do, no, no.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

I'm ready to love somebody,
Love somebody like you. Oooh.

An' I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you, yeah.

Oh yeah.
Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night,
Shinin' like it's true.
I wanna be the man that you run to whenever I call on you
When everything that loved someone finally found it's way
Wanna be a better man
I see it in you yeah..."

As they went inside to the kitchen, Brass said, "You remember about my saying you were a port in the storm? I just noticed you live on Safeport Cove. I guess some things are just meant to be." He chuckled at the play on words.

It had been quite a week for them both. After having a quiet dinner prepared by Iris with Jim's help, the rest of the evening passed with talking about whatever came to mind, interspersed with cuddling, butterfly kisses or good old-fashioned kisses, ending with them falling asleep on the couch, Jim still holding Iris close in his arms.