Chapter 11- Looking forward, not back.
Sam and Phil arrived at the airport at about 6:30 so they could check-in. Their flight was scheduled for 9 but it was delayed by about an hour which meant that they didn't land at Heathrow till early afternoon. The couple didn't get back to Sam's till about 2 that afternoon. 'I'll go and get my stuff,' Phil said.
'Not yet,' Sam replied. 'Can you help unload this please?'
'Yeah OK,' Phil relented. 'Then you can come and help me sort my stuff out at my place.'
'Yep, OK,' Sam said and Phil leant forward to kiss her but she put a finger to his lips. 'Now help me sort this lot out.'
About an hour later, Sam and Phil had emptied out all the cases and sorted everything out. The next stop was Phil's place. It didn't have that 'lived in' look of most houses. He hadn't been back there for ages so it wouldn't. 'I'll go and put the kettle on,' Phil called through to Sam, who'd gone into the living room. 'Do you want tea or coffee?'
He knew the answer already but he had to make sure. 'Coffee,' Sam called back.
Phil was right. After a few minutes, he came through to the living room with 2 cups of coffee. 'Thanks Phil,' Sam said as Phil passed her the coffee.
Phil sat down beside her and his arm around her whilst she drunk her coffee. When they finished their coffee, they went upstairs to Phil's bedroom to pack his stuff. An hour or so later, most of Phil's stuff was packed into the back of the car. 'How much stuff do you need?' Sam commented.
'That's the lot,' Phil replied.
'Come on lets get this lot back,' Sam said.
By the time they'd sorted Phil's stuff it was getting late and neither of them felt like cooking. 'Shall I order a takeaway?' Phil asked.
'Yeah OK,' Sam replied. 'You order the takeaway, I'll get the wine.'
'I'll see you later, I'll go get our dinner,' Phil said, kissed Sam on the cheek and left.
Sam watched Phil leave the house and then proceeded through to the kitchen. She found a bottle of red wine in the fridge and poured herself a glass. Sam couldn't believe that everything between her and Phil had happened so fast. Everything had happened in a whirlwind for her and Stuart and she promised herself that it wouldn't happen that way again. But with Phil it was different, it felt so right. She was happy with Phil and wanted to be with him forever. 'Dinners here!' Phil called.
'Ok, I'm coming!' Sam replied and entered the living room, carrying the bottle of red wine and 2 glasses.
She poured out 2 glasses of wine and handed one to Phil. 'Well here's to you, me and the future,' Phil said and his and Sam's glasses clinked together.
'Listen I've been thinking…' Sam started.
'You as well eh,' Phil commented.
'Yes, I was going to say, we're going back to work tomorrow so…lets go public,' am said.
'If it's what you want,' Phil replied.
'It is,' Sam said and kissed Phil on the lips. 'C'mon lets get this takeaway eaten.'
About an hour later, Sam and Phil headed up to bed. They lay in each others arms and talked. 'I love you so much, Sam,' Phil said.
'I love you too, Phil,' Sam replied. She rested her head on Phil's chest, his arms still around her and gradually went off to sleep.