Ting

The elevator was warm. Hot, if she really thought it through. The thin walls appeared thinner by the minute, her head focusing on every single apparently insignificant detail. She shivered, and Alice imitated her. Sam glanced over at them, concerned.

"Are you cold?"

"No, I'm okay." She replied, looking up at the ceiling while making a bad attempt at whistling.

"No smalltalk, I see." He chuckled quietly.

"No smalltalk." Addison warned him.

"Okay, no need to. Counting the flies that keep banging on the ceiling's light is just as fun." He agreed, in mock seriousness.

"I thought so too." A final note to her voice let them both know the conversation had reached its end. Addison fixed her eyes on one dead fly and tried to ignore the huge, muscular, well built, strong, handsome body a few inches to her left. "Come on…" She cursed under her breath, trying to erase the image of her mind.

"Said something?"

"Nope." Her high-pitched tone made him chuckle once more. She switched Alice to her other arm. "Stop it."

"Sorry, sorry. You just forget I'm here, and I'll do the same with you." The ironic air to the sentence made her grumble and stomp her foot. "Childish?"

"Sam!" She reprehended him, her cheeks crimson.

"Okay, okay, I'm shutting up." He was still wearing a smile on his face, but the moment her furious eyes met his, he smirked. "Geez, just stay in your corner and I'll stay in mine. How long is this ride anyway?"

"Longer than it should be." Addison murmured.

Seconds passed. The door opened, but no person got in.

"I'm sorry, but what exactly is your problem?" Sam suddenly asked, frustrated, and grabbed her chin, gently pulling it so she would be facing him. She was taken aback by the variety of emotion his actions reflected.

"What…" She swallowed heavily and tried to back away. The small distance between their faces was starting to become unbearable, and she wondered what would happen if said distance suddenly vanished into thin air. "What do you mean?"

"I mean…" His eyes searched for hers, but the latter were fixed on Alice. His fingers brushed her cheek, and she had to remind herself to breath. "What I mean is… I want you back."

"You… you do?" Addison allowed an uncertain smile to show itself.

"Yes, Addy. I do." His words were fierce, and she felt like floating. She giggled inwardly at how teenager-like it sounded. She could feel the space between them being shortened by a strong arm in her back pulling her towards Sam, and she wanted everything but to resist. Her lips were inches away from his, longing for them, and she was powerless against such a potent emotion.

They kissed. Passion, love, friendship, hatred turned into devotion, and ultimately, lust. Alice giggled, they both smiled and forgot to breathe. Perfection.

Ting.

"Addison…?!"

A/N: Sorry, it's short, I know, but I needed to get this chapter done, so I can start the story for real, you know? And what about this cliffhanger, huh? Any guesses on who it is?

I promise that tomorrow there will be a chapter of at least 1,500 words, okay? Pleeeease, don't kill me :P And keep reading! These chapters may not sound at all that promising, but I can see the story in my head, and it will be perrrrrfect! (Or very close)

LOL, anyway, review, please? :D