Chapter one
Jack knocked on the door. He heard the clicking of heels as she approached the door. Before him, the door opened. "Colonel,"
"Major, we're off duty."
Sam nodded, "All right, what brings you this way?"
Jack cleared his voice, "I came to apologize."
"Good, it took you long enough."
"Is now an ok time?"
"I have a couple minutes, but my dad is coming over for dinner and so is my brother."
That's why she's dressed up. Jack took another minute to look Sam over. She was wearing tight jeans and a sweater that barely covered her shoulders. Hot damn. "Are you going to invite me in?"
Sam stepped back and opened the door wider. Jack stepped through and followed Sam into the kitchen. "Can I get you anything sir?"
"Jack, and yes. Whatever you're drinking is fine."
"Beer it is then."
Sam handed Jack a beer and led him into the den. She sat in the middle of the couch and patted the seat next to her. Jack nodded and sat next to her. "You're the one that wanted to talk, so talk."
Jack sat still a moment before talking. "I'm sorry about what I said to you, I didn't mean it. Lying is something I was trained to do and do very well, but I'm sorry I had to lie to you."
"I accept your apology, I just have to know though, did you go back to her?"
"Laira, no."
Sam nodded and slid her hand into Jack's. She gave it a squeeze. Jack leaned over and softly kissed her neck. Sam moved from the position she was sitting in and straddled Jack. She pressed her lips hard against his. He traced his hand up her body. When he reached her thy, he gave it a tight squeeze. Jack proceeded to move upward, letting his hand slide under her sweater. He pulled her back slightly and pulled off the sweater. Sam bit down hard on her bottom lip as he stared at her. Jack inhaled sharply before pulling off his tee-shirt and caressing Sam's torso. He reached down and unbuttoned her pants, sliding them off. Jack fumbled with his button as he was too distracted by Sam's near naked body. He flipped Sam so that he was lying on top. Jack finished taking off his pants and returned to kissing Sam. She arched her back, giving Jack permission to remove her bra. He moved one hand down under her back.
"Excuse me," a voice called from the kitchen. Jack's head popped up, upon seeing Jacob he rolled of Sam and stood. He threw his oversized tee-shirt to Sam who put it on and stood to join him.
"Hi dad," they said in unison. Jack winced when he saw the giggling teens, must be that niece and nephew Sam mentioned.
Sam's brother, Mark, started yelling. "I thought you were an adult! Why the hell would you expose my kids to this?"
Jack clenched his teeth. "Maybe I should go?"
Sam grabbed him by the hand. "I am an adult, Mark. And dad, before you start yelling, this was our decision to make."
Jacob smiled, "I never said that the two of you didn't make a great couple."
Sam smiled as she stepped closer to Jack. Mark started off again, "How long have you even known each other?"
"Don't even go there," Jack clenched his fists.
"You have known each other a while then?"
"Three years," Jack said as he searched for his pants.
Mark's eyes widened. "This is the real thing then?"
Sam nodded. Jenny, her niece, spoke. "Can we call you uncle?"
Jack put his pants on then answered. "That one's up to Sam."
Sam nodded, "Yes you can call Jack 'uncle.'"
Brian, her nephew, replied. "Is Uncle Jack staying for dinner?"
Sam looked at Jack who shrugged. "I don't have any plans for tonight."
Sam whispered into his ear, "You better stay tonight."
Jack smiled and nodded, however it was three hours before Jack got to take Sam to bed.