Category: Romance
Note: I know I already did a part entitled Anticipation. This is not a sequel ora redux, but an entirely different story. I'm just ... bad at naming things.
She is a scientist.
Science requires calmness, patience, and level-headedness.
She is nothing if not a good scientist.
But there is the other part of her.
The part that loves motorcycles, classic cars, and competing in 'whacked-out' alien space races.
That part despises the very notion of patience, calm and level-headedness.
That part hates anticipation.
Those two parts of Sam Carter have waged a war for many years: to wait until the time is right or to jump his bones there and then?
In the end, the scientist won out.
And she waited.
Now, the Goa'uld have been all but defeated. The Replicators have been wiped out and she and the man she loves have both transferred out of the SGC.
The time is right.
The man is right.
Soft lips acquaint themselves with her throat and her body …
Long fingers do the same …
A heavy frame covers her slim one …
And as she sighs his name in completion, she realizes there is a lot to be said for anticipation.
