Part 5
She got there a couple of minutes early and sat down on the grass looking up at the stars.
"Hi." She jumped at the sound of his voice bringing her out of the thoughts going through her mind. He sat down next to her.
"Hi." she replied softly.
"I've missed you." he informed her, placing a hand on her cheek. She leaned into the touch for a moment then stood up remembering why they were here. "Sam?" he questioned, standing up himself. She turned around and looked at him. He continued talking. "I thought something happened to you when you stopped calling me back."
Their eyes met and locked. He closed the gap between them and kissed her. After a moment the voice in her head reminded her of why she wanted to talk. She abruptly pulled away from his grasp. "Sam? Talk to me here. I need to know-"
"No. Don't say anything let me say what I have to." At his silent nod, she took a deep breath and continued. "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
"What?" he questioned after his momentary shock.
"Don't get me wrong, the past weeks have been great, well except for the last two weeks I've been ignoring you thinking about this. The weeks before that have been fantastic. I mean you're the first decent guy I've met in a while, but it's just things about me you don't know and it's not fair to you that-"
"There are things about me you don't know either, but I'm not quitting on us."
"It's different for you, Jack. The stuff I don't know about you is classified. The things you don't know about me aren't. I should have told you before us happened, but I didn't and I'm sorry, but it's over."
"Sam it can't be over. It isn't."
"It can and it is."
"Sam-"
"Don't you get it?" she yelled interrupting him. "This relationship is built on lies. You don't know me."
"I know all I need to know. You're a good person with a considerate heart. You've suffered to much and have had more pain in your younger years than anyone should, but your good soul and your great personality make up for the bad things you went through."
"You don't understand."
"What if I don't want to?" he countered.
"Believe me, the things you don't know about me you will want to you. Like I also said, its not fair to you if I don't-"
"Have you acted differently?" he asked, cutting her off.
"What?" she questioned, wondering where that came from.
"When you've been around me, have you acted any different then say from, Sabrina?"
"Not differently per say."
"You'll tell me when you're ready, Sam."
"Well, I'm ready. I'm se-"
"No, not tonight. I don't want you to tell me what you want to because I don't want you to feel pressured."
"I don't feel pressured."
"Just humor me and don't tell me tonight. Tell me tomorrow or when you are really ready, but not tonight."
"Jack-"
What she was about to say next was silenced by his lips on hers. They broke apart when air was needed.
"Oh god, you're making this complicated." Sam muttered.
"I love you." Jack blurted.
"What?" she asked, shocked by his confession.
"I realized it over the past two weeks. I felt different. Sara, Greg's girlfriend, said she could see a sparkle in my eyes when your name came up. That's when I realized."
There was a silence when Sam digested what he just said. She knew there was something between them from the beginning. She realized it over the past two weeks also. That was what was making this so hard for her. This was the first relationship she actually wanted to last. 'That's why you have to tell him your age and break off this thing before it gets out of hand.' The voice in her head said.
"I love you too." her mouth betrayed her.
Before she could speak another word his mouth was on hers. This kiss was deeper. She moaned into his mouth when his hands went under her shirt. They broke for air and their foreheads were touching.
"Let's go back to my place." he whispered. She just nodded. The logical part of her brain told her she was just getting herself in deeper, but the part telling her this was what she wanted since he asked her for a beer won.
They got to his house reasonably fast. When they got in they started kissing again. They never broke until they reached what Sam guessed as his bedroom.
"Can I just go to the bathroom?"
"Sure. Second door on the left."
She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. "Get hold of yourself Sam." she muttered. She splashed some cold water on her face and after another minute of mentally calming herself down she walked out of the bathroom. Jack was still standing in the doorway of his room. When she reached him, she placed a hand on his cheek and gave him a smile. They began kissing once more and jack backed her into the room and kicked the door shut with his foot.
She got there a couple of minutes early and sat down on the grass looking up at the stars.
"Hi." She jumped at the sound of his voice bringing her out of the thoughts going through her mind. He sat down next to her.
"Hi." she replied softly.
"I've missed you." he informed her, placing a hand on her cheek. She leaned into the touch for a moment then stood up remembering why they were here. "Sam?" he questioned, standing up himself. She turned around and looked at him. He continued talking. "I thought something happened to you when you stopped calling me back."
Their eyes met and locked. He closed the gap between them and kissed her. After a moment the voice in her head reminded her of why she wanted to talk. She abruptly pulled away from his grasp. "Sam? Talk to me here. I need to know-"
"No. Don't say anything let me say what I have to." At his silent nod, she took a deep breath and continued. "I don't think we should see each other anymore."
"What?" he questioned after his momentary shock.
"Don't get me wrong, the past weeks have been great, well except for the last two weeks I've been ignoring you thinking about this. The weeks before that have been fantastic. I mean you're the first decent guy I've met in a while, but it's just things about me you don't know and it's not fair to you that-"
"There are things about me you don't know either, but I'm not quitting on us."
"It's different for you, Jack. The stuff I don't know about you is classified. The things you don't know about me aren't. I should have told you before us happened, but I didn't and I'm sorry, but it's over."
"Sam it can't be over. It isn't."
"It can and it is."
"Sam-"
"Don't you get it?" she yelled interrupting him. "This relationship is built on lies. You don't know me."
"I know all I need to know. You're a good person with a considerate heart. You've suffered to much and have had more pain in your younger years than anyone should, but your good soul and your great personality make up for the bad things you went through."
"You don't understand."
"What if I don't want to?" he countered.
"Believe me, the things you don't know about me you will want to you. Like I also said, its not fair to you if I don't-"
"Have you acted differently?" he asked, cutting her off.
"What?" she questioned, wondering where that came from.
"When you've been around me, have you acted any different then say from, Sabrina?"
"Not differently per say."
"You'll tell me when you're ready, Sam."
"Well, I'm ready. I'm se-"
"No, not tonight. I don't want you to tell me what you want to because I don't want you to feel pressured."
"I don't feel pressured."
"Just humor me and don't tell me tonight. Tell me tomorrow or when you are really ready, but not tonight."
"Jack-"
What she was about to say next was silenced by his lips on hers. They broke apart when air was needed.
"Oh god, you're making this complicated." Sam muttered.
"I love you." Jack blurted.
"What?" she asked, shocked by his confession.
"I realized it over the past two weeks. I felt different. Sara, Greg's girlfriend, said she could see a sparkle in my eyes when your name came up. That's when I realized."
There was a silence when Sam digested what he just said. She knew there was something between them from the beginning. She realized it over the past two weeks also. That was what was making this so hard for her. This was the first relationship she actually wanted to last. 'That's why you have to tell him your age and break off this thing before it gets out of hand.' The voice in her head said.
"I love you too." her mouth betrayed her.
Before she could speak another word his mouth was on hers. This kiss was deeper. She moaned into his mouth when his hands went under her shirt. They broke for air and their foreheads were touching.
"Let's go back to my place." he whispered. She just nodded. The logical part of her brain told her she was just getting herself in deeper, but the part telling her this was what she wanted since he asked her for a beer won.
They got to his house reasonably fast. When they got in they started kissing again. They never broke until they reached what Sam guessed as his bedroom.
"Can I just go to the bathroom?"
"Sure. Second door on the left."
She went into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. "Get hold of yourself Sam." she muttered. She splashed some cold water on her face and after another minute of mentally calming herself down she walked out of the bathroom. Jack was still standing in the doorway of his room. When she reached him, she placed a hand on his cheek and gave him a smile. They began kissing once more and jack backed her into the room and kicked the door shut with his foot.