Jack and Sam sat opposite each other eating, but not really talking. Sam smirked every time he took a bite and pretended not to be affected by it. In polishing off his chili, he had also polished off the five beers he had brought to the table. Sam got up and got another couple of beers from the fridge, opening one for herself. Jack took the beer she offered and was about to take a drink, but stopped before the bottle reached his lips. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
Sam smiled smugly at him, "Maybe then you'll tell me the truth." She walked over to the living room and put on a couple of CDs. It was too quiet in there and she didn't want to make eye contact with him, it was just too tempting.
"Low blow, Murphy."
She shot back, "Deserved, Bauer."
He held up his hands, "Ok, truce." He walked over to her, grabbed her hands and looked her straight in the eye. "Look, you held back on me too. You wouldn't let me in the Salazar investigation. Remember," he mimicked her, "need to know."
"That was different. I was ordered not to tell you anything about the investigation."
Jack countered, "That's my point. Who ordered you not to tell me?"
Sam crossed her arms and sulked, "Gibson." She picked up her bowl from the table and took it over to the sink and washed it aggressively. Jack brought his bowl over also, thankful that the spicy meal was over.
He stood behind her and watched her attack the dishes, "Sam."
The way he said her name still made her heart melt. She tried to sound indifferent, "What."
He took the dishes from her and turned her shoulders to face him. He lifted her chin with his hand and found her eyes with his. "We both know what this job does to us. We can't have relationships like other people, I've lost every one I ever loved. But I like spending time with you. Isn't that enough for right now?"
The woman in her wanted to scream at him that it wasn't enough, but the agent part knew he was speaking the truth. She was conflicted, but she would take what she could get right now, she was sure she was on her way to falling head over heels for Jack Bauer, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. She nodded before she could stop herself.
He put out his arms, inviting her into them. His voice was a velvety whisper, "Come here." He held her and rocked ever so slightly, almost dancing to the music in the background while he stroked her hair. She held on and tried not to think too much. She just enjoyed being there with him, not worrying or having to be in control.
He stopped and gave her a smoldering look, pushed her hair back behind her ears, then gently nuzzled each earlobe. Chills covered every inch of her body. He noticed the ones on her arms and kissed them away. Sam managed to whisper, "Jack, I..."
She didn't get to finish her sentence. Jack covered her mouth with his and kissed her passionately. She didn't have time to think before her body reacted and she wrapped her arms tightly around him, bringing him closer. He picked her up and walked back to the bedroom, never breaking their kiss.