Deadly Coincidence- A mafia story

An hour before sunset, Julie and Doug arrived at the dock carrying a beach bag with a bottle of wine, two wine glasses and cheese and crackers. The boat’s crew was getting ready for departure and they sat down on the bench to wait. Without a word, Julie stood up, walked over to the dock’s railing and with her head raised high and eyes closed, stood there enjoying the ocean breeze. Doug remained on the bench and admired the way the wind made her dress press up against her nicely shaped figure. As her long silky hair flew in all directions, Doug’s eyes scanned every inch of her storing the images in his long term memory.
After a while, Doug laid back on the bench, closed his eyes and began recalling the first time he laid his eyes on her. He remembered the first time they made love and how quickly the intense delight was ripped away by the awful banging on the door and her horrifying words, “It’s my ex! Quick! Put your clothes on and leave!”
“Call the cops!” he remembered whispering.
“My ex is a hit man for the mob.”
“We’re on the 22nd floor, how am I supposed to get out?”
“My friend lives right below. I have long extension cords that you can use to climb down to her balcony. She’s not home and I have a set of keys.” When the loud banging on the front door changed to an attempt to break it down, Doug could hear his heart pounding in his ears and feel adrenaline flowing in his veins. He took a deep breath and was startled by Julie’s gentle touch that snapped him back to reality.
“Doug, are you alright?” she asked and kissed the nape of his neck. Doug immediately got up from the bench, pulled her to him and she slipped into his arms. After he noticed that everyone was beginning to board the boat he said, “Why don’t we go?”