Disclaimer: Not mine
Author's Note: I highly doubt Jack would give them the week off but oh well. I'll try and finish this off before Christmas.
Sam looked outside her window at the New York streets, which was currently covered in a foot of snow. She drew her legs up as she continued to sip her coffee. Her bedroom door opened and Sam looked over to see Martin walk out. She put her coffee down on the table before walking over to him. Sam jumped on him, wrapping her legs around his waist. She gave him a kiss on the lips.
"Good morning." She greeted.
"Morning, Sam." Martin said. "So, what do you want to do today?" Jack had given them the rest of the week off for the holidays.
"Um," Sam bit her lower lip, "I need to finish my shopping."
Martin made a face. "No. Shopping? On Christmas Eve?"
"Well, it's not like I had time earlier." Sam argued, pouting.
"Fine. But then you have to do something for me."
She leaned closer to his ear. "Like what?" She whispered.
"Join me in the shower."
Sam grinned at him. "Don't I always?"
He just grinned back at her. She let out a squeal as Martin spun her towards the bathroom.
"This is why you should've finished your shopping earlier." Martin said as they sat in the taxi in a non-moving traffic.
"I didn't have time." Sam looked ahead to see how bad the traffic was. She got money out of her purse and handed it to the driver. "We'll get out here."
He frowned, getting out of the taxi. "We're walking, Sam?"
"Yes, we are." Sam walked to the other side of the taxi, linked her arm through Martin's and dragged him to the nearest store.
Two hours later, Sam came out of another store with another bag. Martin let out a grown when he saw it. He was already carrying half of her bags. She walked over to the bench where he, and her other bags, were sitting. She placed her new one among the others then sat on his lap.
"We done yet?" He asked, hoping she'd say yes.
Sam kissed him. "Nope. A few more stores."
Martin groaned again but Sam just laughed at him. She kissed him again before getting off his lap and pulling him off the bench.
"You wanna go anywhere?" She asked.
"Actually, yeah, I do." Martin said.
"Really? Where?"
He leaned down to place a quick kiss on her lips before turning to leave. "Not telling."
"Martin!" Sam shook her head, letting out a laugh. Grabbing her numerous bags, she walked towards her next store.
Sam sat on the same bench they were at earlier, waiting for Martin to come back. As she ate her sandwich, she took in her surroundings. Families were shopping, kids were throwing snowballs at each other, Santa stood on the corner asking for donations. The whole street had been decorated with wreaths and red ribbons for the near by holidays. She was so mesmerized by the holiday spirit she didn't notice Martin coming up behind her until a pair of hands covered her eyes.
"Martin." Sam said instantly, grinning.
He leaned down, placing a kiss on her cheek. "How'd you know?"
"My secret." Sam told him, motioning for him to sit next to her. Instead, he sat down on her lap. "Martin!" Sam tried pushing him off but he wouldn't budge.
"Martin!" She yelled again, trying not to laugh. She finally gave up and leaned back on the bench.
He turned around to face her. "Can we go home now?"
"Is that what it will take for you to get off me?" She asked.
Martin thought about it. "Yeah."
"Okay, we'll go home." Sam said.
He smiled at her then got off her lap. Martin offered a hand to pull her up, which Sam took gratefully. Then she gave him some of her bags. He glared at her but took them anyway.
"Thank you." Sam said, smiling innocently at him before going to hail a taxi.