This Temptation
"Going to the party tonight?" Jack Malone asked, leaning casually on Sam's desk. Sam knew what party he was referring to, it was the retirement party for Dominic Cage, the head of the New York office.
"I might look in." Sam answered, not looking up from the report she was typing. Jack nodded and then went back to his office, silently kicking himself for asking her that. He didn't even know why he'd asked her that, not really. He hadn't asked Danny or Martin or Vivian that. He liked Sam a lot, she was a brilliant agent, a good friend and colleague, nothing more. Deep down Jack knew he was kidding himself, he liked her a whole lot more than a friend and colleague. Shaking his head he ignored the growing feelings he was having towards Samantha Spade and settled down to write his report.
Outside Sam wondered why he'd asked her that. She knew he probably thought she was a workaholic because he was too, they both burned long hours after everybody had gone home. Perhaps he just wanted her to relax and enjoy herself as a concerned colleague. She wished he wasn't just a concerned colleague, shaking her head Sam tried to forget that thought. He's your boss and a good friend, nothing more, besides he's married. the voice in her head berated her. Silently Sam turned her attention back the report she was writing, trying to push all thoughts of Jack Malone out of her head.
That evening when Sam arrived back at the FBI offices she couldn't help but ask herself what she thought she was doing. At the very last minute she'd decided to go to the party, getting ready in what could only be described as a mad state of panic. She told herself it was because she was late and that she'd given herself very little time to get ready. Deep down inside she knew that wasn't the reason, she knew it was because of Jack Malone. As soon as she walked into the room her eyes met Jack's, he walked across to her.
"Would you like to dance?" Jack asked, trying to keep his eyes inside his head. She looked stunning in that black dress, even more beautiful than normal. Smiling Sam took his offered hand, they both felt what was like an electric charge run through them as soon as their hands met. As soon as they walked on to the dance floor the song changed, to a slow dance number. Wordlessly Jack pulled Sam close and they begun dancing. They were so close that Jack could smell Sam's shampoo and Sam could smell Jack's aftershave. The dance seemed to last forever as they molded together in the embrace. Once the song ended they found themselves back at the entrance, unwillingly they pulled apart.
"Can I get you a drink, some punch or something?" Jack offered, Sam shook her head.
"No thanks. I'd like some air though, it's stuffy in here." Sam replied. Silently they walked out of the party and through the deserted corridors, neither of them knew what to say, afraid of the feelings coursing through them. Jack stopped outside his office.
"I'll just get my coat." he explained, walking in and over to his desk. Sam followed him so when Jack turned round he was looking directly into her eyes. Of it's own accord his hand moved up to Sam's face and gently stroked the side of her face. Then he leaned in and they started kissing passionately. When they finally broke apart after what seemed like an eternity it was to breathe.
"My place." Sam offered knowing full well it couldn't be his place. Wordlessly Jack nodded he couldn't resist the temptation any longer.
They exchanged no words on the short journey to Sam's apartment, desire and lust filling the air between them and make it crackle with electricity. Sam tried to think about what they were about to do, but all rational thought seemed to have gone, replaced by the feelings she felt for the man next to her. Jack tried to think, he knew that this had been months in the making, that they had resisted for a long time, tried to do what was right. How though could something wrong feel right? He tried to think of his wife but he couldn't picture her, Samantha dominated his every thought. He knew right then and there that this wasn't just a one night stand, he wasn't that kind of guy, even knowing what he was starting couldn't stop him. He'd always thought of the consequences, but now all he cared about was the here and now, and right now all he cared about was Samantha. Wordlessly Jack followed Sam to her apartment, as soon as they were in the door they started kissing passionately again, if felt like forever had passed since they'd last kissed and that no time at all had passed at the same time. Still they didn't speak, they didn't need too, it was like they were on a secret wavelength that meant they could communicate without words. For the last time Jack tried to think rationally about what he was doing before rational thought went out of the window and they gave themselves up to the love that they shared.