Two.

"Are you ready yet?" Freddie called. He was lying on the bed in their hotel room, flicking through the photos they had taken over the week.

They were in Hawaii for their honeymoon, a place both of them had always wanted to go.

Neither of them could take much time off work, so they only had a week. They had spent most their time lounging on the beach, soaking up the hot sun that you didn't get in Seattle. It was relaxing, and neither of them wanted to leave.

Alas, it was their last night on the beautiful island, and they were going for dinner in a restaurant Carter had told them they couldn't leave the island with going to.

"Yeah, just a second." Sam walked out of the bathroom, and Freddie did a double take. She was wearing a blue dress that fell above her knees, and hugged her curvaceous figure perfectly.

As they entered their twenties, Sam had grown a lot more comfortable with her body, and always made an effort with clothes nowadays.

"You look awesome," Freddie said, standing up. He himself was just wearing a white and blue pinstriped shirt, and a pair of beige chinos. Plain, and simple was how Freddie liked to dress.

"It's not like we're actually a couple," Sam rolled her eyes. "You don't have to compliment everything I wear,"

"But I am your best friend," Freddie said, laughing inwardly at the fact they were nothing more than best friends, but married. It was strange, really. "And I can tell you whether or not you look amazing if I like."

"Nub," She muttered under her breath, but smiled at the compliment anyway. "I'm hungry,"

"Too dinner we go," Freddie held out his arm.

He and Sam had a pretty easy going friendship. A lot of people used to think they were dating, because they had no qualms about physical contact, but they weren't.

They had tried dating before, back when they were sixteen, and it lasted a week before they settled back into being Sam and Freddie, no labels, nothing.

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"This food is amazing," Sam said as they tucked into their dinner.

"Carter did say it was awesome," Freddie nodded, his mouth full of heavenly deliciousness.

"She might have been a crazy bitch," Sam said chewing before she continued. "But Alyssa did have great taste in restaurants."

Freddie nodded. Carter had said that Hawaii was an amazing place, he and Alyssa had come here for their first anniversary. Freddie's best friend had recommended the hotel, and it was a brilliant choice.

Carter loved to travel, and spent hours sitting with Sam and Freddie, showing them hundreds of photos, and telling them about all these incredible places they could go to for their faux honeymoon.

"You don't get food like this at home," Sam commented.

Freddie didn't reply, he simply watched as Sam put a forkful of salad in her mouth, getting whatever the dressing was on her chin.

"You've something," Freddie said, gesturing to her chin.

"What?" Sam hadn't a clue what he was talking about.

"Sauce," Freddie said. "There is sauce on your face."

"Where?" She said, holding her napkin in preparation to wipe it away.

"The general area of your face," Freddie teased. He reached across the table, and wiped it off with his own napkin. "There, all gone."

Sam laughed. "I'm not a baby, I could have done it myself!"

"I know," Freddie shrugged, not bothering to add that he just wanted to touch her. No use in telling her that some old feelings were starting to resurface.

Though, Freddie wasn't sure if they'd ever really gone away, if he was being honest.

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"Freddie," Sam whined, plopping down on the side of the double bed. "Open my zip for me? I'm too tired to,"

She had her short blonde curls gathered in her hands, out of the way of the silver zip that ran down the back of her dress.

Freddie sat up, just enough so he could open the it without fumbling like a child. His fingers held onto the zip tightly, and he pulled it down, the creamy expanse of the skin on Sam's back, and her black underwear coming into view.

And god, she was even more beautiful than she had been back when they were in senior year.

"Thank you," Sam stood up, and shimmed out of the figure hugging dress, bundling it in her hands and tossing it to the side.

Freddie was sitting up properly now, and shamelessly drinking in the beauty of Sam's scantily clothed body. She might be his best friend, but he was a guy. That stuff didn't matter when there was a beautiful girl standing in her underwear a foot away from you.

Sam whirled around, her blonde curls spinning out around her head in a halo. She was facing Freddie, and their bed again, and so she sat down, yawning.

"I don't want to go back to Seattle," She sighed. "Everything's easier, simpler here."

Freddie couldn't answer, because honestly he thought that instead of forming a sentence, he would start to drool as soon as he opened his mouth. That, or start making noises one would associate with some kind of animal.

"Freddie?" Sam looked at him, one eyebrow raised, looking at him as he held his breath slightly. His face was tinged a red colour, both from lack of oxygen and another emotion he couldn't put his finger on.

"You okay?" She put her hand on his forehead. "Do you feel sick?"

He didn't know what came over him, not really, but he leaned forward and kissed Sam.

And she kissed back, twice as passionately.

For a few minutes, they were a mess of arms and limbs, their lips locked together, tongues battling for dominance, and there seemed to be no way to prise them apart, not now.

That is, until Sam felt her head hit one of the soft pillows, and she pulled away from Freddie, looking at him, the dim light of the room making her ice blue eyes even brighter.

"Jesus Freddie," Sam panted. "What are we doing?"

Freddie was just as out of breath as she was. "What? Don't you want this?"

Sam shook her head. "Its not that, its just.. This was supposed to be an experiment, not a chance for us to start having sex again."

"Well," Freddie kissed down her collarbone, something that he knew drove Sam crazy with lust. "We were never too good at playing by the rules, were we?"

And with that, Sam attacked Freddie's lips again, her hands grabbing the soft cloth material of his t-shirt.

If this was breaking the rules, she was more than happy too.

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Authors Note: This chapter came out differently than I had intended. Ahem.

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I'll try update a few more times this weekend, because I'm in an exam year and I literally have too much work and study to do for writing to cross my mind. Study, sleep and eating is my weekday schedule!

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