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Sam turned over on her back and breathed deeply. With her eyes closed she reached out to touch her husband but felt empty space. Opening her eyes, she could see that it was just getting daylight and Jack was already up. He had told her last night that he planned to be up early to fish so apparently he was already on the dock.

Clasping her hands together above her head, she stretched and yawned as a look of contentment came to her face. These past few days had been wonderful and relaxing. They had both needed this time away from people and the demands of their hectic jobs.

They had planned this vacation a month ago but the day before they were supposed to leave for the cabin the Joint Chiefs had called an emergency meeting and needed Jack's expertise, so they'd had to postpone their much-anticipated getaway. Jack had promised her that this time he wasn't going to let anyone keep them from having this week of total seclusion at their Minnesota retreat.

Putting her arms across her stomach, she stared at the ceiling as she thought about Jack. After waiting so many years, they had finally talked and admitted that the love they had felt for each other for so long was still there and they wanted to be together. They had been married a few years now and she could not imagine her life without him. She had never been happier and they fell more in love with each other as the years passed.

Turning over on her side, she drew her knees up to her chest and snuggled under the warm blanket. Closing her eyes, she tried to go back to sleep but realized that she should get up and enjoy every minute that still remained of their rare time together.

After slipping on her robe, she headed to the kitchen and came to a sudden stop in the doorway. Jack was leaning against the counter eating a bowl of cereal. He had not shaved for the past three days and she liked his scruffy look. His hair was sticking up, he was wearing a faded denim shirt, worn blue jeans and he was barefooted. When they had first met years ago, she thought he was very handsome and there were times, like now, when she could hardly restrain her attraction to him. She wanted to touch him.

After she slowly looked him up and down, his eyes met hers but neither said a word.

Sam took a deep breath as she stared at him. Jack raised his eyebrow but didn't move, as he wondered what she was up to.

She slowly walked to Jack and stopped in front of him. Her eyes didn't leave his as she took the bowl from his hands and set it on the counter.

Taking a step closer, she placed her hands on his waist and he put his arms around her back. After giving him a gentle kiss on his cheek, she looked into his eyes.

"You are looking mighty fine, Jack O'Neill."

Jack tilted his head and his eyes danced with amusement. "Mighty fine, eh?"

Sam stared into his eyes. "Mighty fine and sexy."

Jack pulled her closer. "Sexy, you say."

Sam smiled as they continued to gaze at each other. "Um hum."

Jack leaned over, gave her several light kisses on her neck just below her ear and looked back into her eyes. "Sexy enough to get naked and fool around?"

Sam slowly nodded her head and grinned. "Oh my, yes."

Jack chuckled as he picked up Sam and carried her back to their bedroom. Fishing would have to wait.

The End