There was a knock Jack's door. He finished pulling his sweater over his
head as he walked across to answer it.
"Yes." He said as he turned the handle and opened the door.
"Colonel Jack O'Neill?" The young boy questioned.
"Yes. Can I help you?"
"This is for you." He handed over a cake book from one Colorado Springs top patisseries.
"I didn't order a cake." Jack said. The boy looked at the delivery note.
"One strawberry cheesecake to be delivered to Colonel Jack O'Neill, purchased by a Samantha Carter? Oh there's a note to go with it." The boy pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to Jack.
"Thank you." He felt in his pocket for a tip.
"Don't worry about it. Miss Carter paid the tip. Enjoy and have a nice day."
"You too." Jack closed the door and walked into the kitchen opening the box and inhaling the smell. He put the cheesecake in the refrigerator and tore open the envelope.
' Sir, Thanks for the flowers, they're beautiful. Dinner would be great, I sent the cheesecake Because I thought we'd need desert and cheesecake Is easier to send rather than Jell-O. You're forgiven but an explanation would be nice. See you at 1900.
Carter.
P.S Janet wants to know if you need a mental health Assessment.'
He smiled and pinned the note to the refrigerator door. Before grabbing his keys and heading out the door to go to the store to buy the ingredients for dinner.
~
Sam stared at her bedroom floor blankly, it was scattered with clothes. Sam had taken a shower and had spent the last hour trying to decide what to wear. Everything she owned either seemed too dressy or too casual or too Air Force. She glanced at the clock it was 1820 and Sam had to leave in less than twenty minutes if she was going to be there on time. She reminded herself that it wasn't a date, just an apology and thank you dinner from her CO, a man she had to work with on a daily basis, a man she had to trust with her life, a man she had feelings for that Air Force wouldn't allow but the SGC would. She sighed and quickly picked up her simple black skirt, a pair of black strappy sandals which she rarely had chance to wear and pale blue twin set.
Sam quickly pulled on her underwear and clothing before quickly applying her make-up. The mess on her floor would have to wait until she got back. Grabbing her coat and her purse she ran out of the door to her car, to begin the drive over to Jack's house.
TBC
"Yes." He said as he turned the handle and opened the door.
"Colonel Jack O'Neill?" The young boy questioned.
"Yes. Can I help you?"
"This is for you." He handed over a cake book from one Colorado Springs top patisseries.
"I didn't order a cake." Jack said. The boy looked at the delivery note.
"One strawberry cheesecake to be delivered to Colonel Jack O'Neill, purchased by a Samantha Carter? Oh there's a note to go with it." The boy pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to Jack.
"Thank you." He felt in his pocket for a tip.
"Don't worry about it. Miss Carter paid the tip. Enjoy and have a nice day."
"You too." Jack closed the door and walked into the kitchen opening the box and inhaling the smell. He put the cheesecake in the refrigerator and tore open the envelope.
' Sir, Thanks for the flowers, they're beautiful. Dinner would be great, I sent the cheesecake Because I thought we'd need desert and cheesecake Is easier to send rather than Jell-O. You're forgiven but an explanation would be nice. See you at 1900.
Carter.
P.S Janet wants to know if you need a mental health Assessment.'
He smiled and pinned the note to the refrigerator door. Before grabbing his keys and heading out the door to go to the store to buy the ingredients for dinner.
~
Sam stared at her bedroom floor blankly, it was scattered with clothes. Sam had taken a shower and had spent the last hour trying to decide what to wear. Everything she owned either seemed too dressy or too casual or too Air Force. She glanced at the clock it was 1820 and Sam had to leave in less than twenty minutes if she was going to be there on time. She reminded herself that it wasn't a date, just an apology and thank you dinner from her CO, a man she had to work with on a daily basis, a man she had to trust with her life, a man she had feelings for that Air Force wouldn't allow but the SGC would. She sighed and quickly picked up her simple black skirt, a pair of black strappy sandals which she rarely had chance to wear and pale blue twin set.
Sam quickly pulled on her underwear and clothing before quickly applying her make-up. The mess on her floor would have to wait until she got back. Grabbing her coat and her purse she ran out of the door to her car, to begin the drive over to Jack's house.
TBC