Tom woke up for the second day running next to Sam, except as he happily observed - this time he'd woken first. He smiled at his sleeping girlfriend from where she lay oblivious to his loving gaze. Her head was resting on the edge of his chest, half on his arm. One arm hung loosely by her side but the other was wrapped protectively around his torso. He wriggled gently and noticed she barely loosened her grip, pretty strong for a sleeping woman he muttered to her although it was evident she wasn't going to respond. His wriggling must have disturbed her because suddenly she mumbled and shifted her leg slightly from where it lay, entwined with his and the movement made him shiver with pleasure. He slowly - so he didn't wake her - lifted her her off of his chest and laid her head gently down on the pillow before shuffling off the bed and wandering to the bathroom.

Sam awoke to hear the shower, puzzled for a second she turn and slapped the place where Tom should have been then opened her eyes suddenly when she only felt the mattress. Connecting the sound of the shower and Tom's disappearance in her head she sat up slowly on the bed and without bothering to put any clothes on followed Tom's footsteps to the shower - somehow she doubted she'd be needing any.

"Forget about the priiiiiice tag"

Tom sang to the shower head as he began to soap his body. He bent down to pick up the bottle of shower gel but didn't manage to reach it as he was distracted by a blast of cold air coming from the now open shower door.

"Jessie J eh? Never knew you were such a fan"

Tom looked up to see Sam standing next to him and pulled her inside the shower, quickly shutting the door.

"Well there's a lot of things you don't know about me Dr Nicholls, I for one am a formidable singer"

"Yeah.. I wouldn't go that far" Sam replied cheekily grabbing the shampoo bottle from the shelf and beginning to lather it onto her head.

"Oi! I am the best I'll have you know!" Tom retaliated, swiping some shampoo suds from her head and flicking them at her face.

She responded by picking up the shower gel bottle and squirting it all over him.

"Would you look at that, no shower gel left for you" he winked looking towards the now empty bottle.

"Well, maybe we could share" Sam moved closer

"I think that would be suitable, I mean - we couldn't have you starting a day without feeling fresh could we now". Tom smirked and grabbed her waist pulling her towards him.

"Exactly" Sam smiled at Tom and leant upwards towards him as he leant down towards her and kissed her, hard.

She kissed him back harder and felt his hands slide down from her waist to her bum as he pulled her even closer so their bodies just touched, teasingly.

She ran her hands down his chest stopping at the base of his stomach and then pulled them away to play his teasing game. She pulled out from their kiss and Tom groaned and tried to pull her in again but she only grazed his lips with hers before jumping out the shower and pausing at door.

"Catch me if you can"

He didn't even bother turning off the shower as he ran out the bathroom, knowing exactly where Sam would be.

"Eurgh Tom, we made the sheets all wet". Sam feigned disgust picking at the now soaking sheets.

"What. A. Disaster." Tom rolled his eyes at Sam who was now looking genuinely upset at the shower soaked sheets.

Noticing his eye roll she lightly punched his chest, "Hey these are Egyptian cotton I'll have you know"

"Oooh, well that changes everything" Tom mocked and paid the price with another punch to the chest, this time harder. He grabbed her wrist and pinned her down, "there, now there will be no more hitting", he grinned, grabbing the other wrist too and began planting light kisses on her lips.

"But, what about kicking" Sam swung her leg up and in Tom's moment of distraction span him round so she was now the one on top, pinning Tom down.

"Why did I choose a girlfriend who does MMA"

"Well, it's not like you have much choice" Sam tried to be lighthearted but her chest was beginning to pound, his girlfriend, she was his girlfriend and he'd said it. When he began to feign outrage she stopped him with the touch of her lips on his. Surprised, he kissed her back sitting up so that she straddled him.

"What did I do to deserve that" He asked, one eyebrow raised.

"Aren't I allowed to give my boyfriend a kiss?" Sam inquired back, also raising an eyebrow.

Now it was Tom's heart that began to pound and he smiled up at Sam and interlocked his fingers with hers reaching up to kiss her and -

"Tom!"

"What?" He asked, startled by her outburst.

"Work!"

He began to laugh and settled back again, "I already rang Zoe before our shower, told her I'd taken you to a restaurant last night and we'd both come down with food poisoning." He grinned, pretty pleased with himself.

"You think she believed that?"

"She'll have to"

She nodded in agreement.

"Well Thomas, we appear to have the rest of the day ahead of us - what would you like to do?"

"I've got the perfect idea!"

"And that would be?"

"Cmon, grab some clothes I'll show you" Tom lifted her up and threw her back down on the bed pulling on his boxers and jeans. Sam looked at him puzzled but also began to get dressed grabbing clean underwear from her drawer and then pulling on some sweat pants and a vest. She turned to ask Tom what exactly he had in mind but realised he'd already gone.

"Tom?"

"Cmon slow coach I'm downstairs."

She giggled and made her way down.