Promises

Summary: Sam/Phil. He had promised that he would never cheat on her if she gave him a chance, but what happens when temptation is flaunted in Sam's face? Will she yield to her emotions or will she stay true to the man she loves?

Mainly a fluffy/angst fic. Just something my plot bunny kicked into action. I will get around to finishing my WIPs but at the moment I have no inspiration for them.

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Chapter 1: Simplest of Pleasures

"I love you, babe." Phil murmured as he reached over to flick off the bedside lamp, complete darkness enveloping the room. He relaxed back down under the crisp white sheets and wrapped his arms around her waist, spooning her from behind.

"Love you too," He heard her reply, her voice muffled by the pillow she rested her head against. He felt his heart almost sing with joy as the words reached his ears. They had been together for six months now and the feeling of hearing that she loved him too was still as breathtaking as the night she had first said it.

He heard her breathing alter as she drifted off to sleep and Phil cuddled closer to her, keeping her warm with his body pressed to her back. He honestly didn't care what happened in his life now as long as at the end of every day he could fall asleep with Samantha Nixon in his arms and wake up with her every morning. In his wildest dreams he couldn't have imagined a beautiful, witty, intelligent woman like her ever giving him a second glance, let alone giving him her heart. He couldn't believe how lucky he was and he hoped that she knew that.

When they had first begun to date, he knew that she had been worried about his infidelity in the past but with her he knew he would never have a reason to cheat again. This didn't seem to be an issue in their relationship now that they had been together for a while but Phil knew that it wasn't something to be overlooked. He didn't care what it took because he would do anything to make sure she knew that she was the only one for him. He drifted off to sleep with these thoughts running through his brain.

When he awoke again, Sam was standing over him, a slightly amused look on her face.

"Morning," She smiled, placing a mug of coffee on his bedside table. She was already dressed and leaned down to kiss a stubbly cheek. "It's alright for some," She teased. "Not having to work the morning shift."

He took her hand and sleepily gazed into her bright green eyes.

"I'd much rather you were here with me," He told her and she squeezed his hand back.

"Me too babe; me too," She said wistfully, stroking his hand with the pad of her thumb. "I'll cook dinner tonight," She told him. "Have a good day." She bent down to kiss him again and Phil turned so he could capture her lips in his.

"Thanks, don't work too hard." He teased.

Sam laughed. "See you later; love you."

"Love you," Phil echoed before turning over and falling back asleep again.

Sam drove to work in a good mood, things between her and Phil were going better than she had ever expected and in the sixth months they had spent together he had shown no signs of straying, which was a great relief to her. Most of her believed that he loved her and would never cheat but there was still a small part of her that knew how he had treated women in the past. She would be foolish not to be a tiny bit wary but now, months down the line she felt she had nothing to worry about. She had never been as happy with anyone as she was with Phil now and she hoped this feeling would last. He was everything she needed in a partner and she couldn't believe it had taken her so long to notice how perfect he was for her.

"Morning Sam," DC Jo Masters greeted as DS Nixon entered the office and booted up her computer. "You're positively glowing this morning, anything I should know about?" She asked coyly.

Sam laughed. "Morning, Jo." She said, ignoring the second part of her friend and colleague's greeting.

"We've got a new detective starting this morning," Jo told Sam. "He's in with the DCI in a minute but he's going to be assigned to work with us today," She explained. "His name is DC David Sparrow and he worked for the Vulnerable Person's Unit in Leeds before he got transferred here. I think he'll be taking over from Ramani and working with Perkins once he gets back from leave."

Sam nodded as she keyed her password in and let her personal settings load. She was listening to what Jo was saying but part of her was wishing she was at home with Phil although she wouldn't be surprised if he was still asleep.

"And here he is," Jo said quietly so only Sam would here and resumed checking documents on her computer whilst chewing on the end of a pencil.

Sam looked up with interest as the new arrival entered the open plan office area with DCI Meadows. He led the younger man towards the area where Sam and Jo's desks were situated.

"You can take that desk next to Jo and opposite Sam." Jack told the man and Sam felt a rush of annoyance; that was Phil's desk and he would be back to use it later. "You've already met Jo, but this DS Samantha Nixon."

Sam stood up and walked over to where the new detective constable was standing. "Please, call me Sam." She said, looking up into deep chocolate brown eyes.

"I'm David," He said. "DC David Sparrow,"

"Pleased to meet you, David." Sam smiled politely, trying to ignore how physically attractive the man before her was.

"I'll leave you in Sam's capable hands," Jack said and turned to go whilst the other two officers blushed at the unintended innuendo. From behind them Jo coughed and they both sprung into action.

"Make yourself comfortable," Sam told David. "And then we can start working on something."

Phil crawled out of bed just before ten and went through to the ensuite bathroom to shower. It still pleased him greatly to see Sam's cosmetics in his bathroom; it seemed to indicate that she was here to stay. He had pleasant memories of this room, hot showers with Sam when they had made love numerous times and other occasions when, after a long, hard day, they had shared a hot bubble bath together. It seemed that everywhere he went in this apartment he was reminded of her. He wondered how she was getting on at work and found himself looking at the clock to count the hours until he would see her again and they could have dinner together. Even after six months, Phil still found the simplest things in their relationship the most pleasurable.

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