A chill came over Sam as she entered her apartment. The air conditioning gave the apartment a winter feel. "Ugh, I hate the cold," she muttered under her breath as she threw her keys onto the key-rack. Sam sighed as she pulled her hair behind her ears. She only had two things on her mind. A nice long bath, and sleep. God, sleep. She felt like a zombie. Working fourteen hour days, and not resting until she found the missing person was beginning to catch up to her. She could barely walk. She slumped down on the couch, and laid down. She looked at a red stain on her floor and suddenly memories of Martin came flooding in.
"So," Sam said, attempting to break the silence between her and Martin. Sam took a chance, and decided to take the first step taken to advance their relationship from flirtation to more. The two seemed more comfortable in the cab, rather than in her apartment.
"So," said Martin, as a reply to her ice-breaker. He took a small pause before speaking again "This is your apartment." said Martin, stating the obvious.
"Yes it is." Sam looked at him, and tried to resist the urge to move a little closer. "Luxurious, isn't it?" she said jokingly
"Oh, definitely." replied Martin. The two chuckled for a second before Samantha offered some wine. She came out with two glasses, and a bottle of wine. Martin took the bottle from her hands, and opened it for her. He poured her glass first, andthen his, like a gentleman. The two sat down on the couch, and began to drink. The wine was a nice substitute for conversation. But that only lasted for an instant.
Sam rubbed her eyes before speaking, "I didn't think it would be this awkward"
"Me either," said Martin, almost in a whisper.
"It's just. With work, and with my past, it's --"
"I know. It's hard. But it doesn't have to be this hard. I think we just make it harder." Martin began scooching closer to Sam, and placed his glass on the coffee table. His blue eyes were looking right at her brown eyes. "I mean, look at how much pressure we are putting on this situation. It shouldn't be this uncomfortable. We should be," Martin moved even closer, and was sitting so closely that they could feel the other's body, "great". Martin leaned in, and kissed Sam. Sam, shocked at first, surrendered his move. The kiss was exhilarating for both. Martin had finally got a taste of what he had wanted for so long. All those days, weeks of staring and admiring, had finally melted into a kiss. Sam had only prayed for someone as good as him, to be near her. This kiss only made her more sure that Martin was that guy. As Martin's hand moved lower on her body, Sam, forgetting that she still had her glass in her hand, dropped the glass, and put her hand onto Martin's back. The red wine spilled all over the floor, but neither cared enough to break the kiss.
As Sam came up for air, she managed whisper out the words, "My bedroom. You haven't seen my bedroom." But then got enchanted into Martin's kiss again.
The two got up and made their way to her bedroom, without breaking their kiss.
Sam rubbed her eyes, trying to prevent herself from crying. She made her way up slowly, and walked over to her bathroom. She filled up her tub, and began to relax in it. She was so comfortable. So much at peace, that she had not heard her cell phone ring, in the other room. A call delivering news, that surely would not have let her keep her peace.
I'm not sure if all the chapters are going to be this short, but most likely, they will be long. Please leave me reviews so I know how I'm doing! With Love
