"I can't believe you got him to let me come." Ainsley said.
"It wasn't hard." Sam replied, sitting next to Ainsley. They were currently on Air Force One, flying towards Paris. The President, along with the Senior Staff, had a meeting with the President of France and Sam had gotten Jed to let Ainsley tag along as well. "Everyone likes you. How are you doing?"
"Better. It's been almost a month. I still can't believe she's gone. I feel so bad for Brian and Becca."
"Yeah."
"Why are we flying at night?"
"Something the President likes." Sam replied. Ainsley let out a yawn and Sam pulled her towards him. "Get some sleep. I'll wake you when we land."
"I love you." she mumbled, burying her head in his shoulder. Sam smiled and covered her with a blanket.
"I love you too."
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"I'm gonna do it tonight." Sam said, tying the tie that was draped around his neck.
"Do what?" Josh asked.
"Propose to her."
"Really? At the State Dinner?"
"No. I'm gonna... well you'll see."
"Wait... propose at the Eiffel Tower?"
Sam stared at Josh, who shrugged.
"You're a hopeless romantic and it seemed the natural thing to do since you begged for her to come."
"Don't tell anyone."
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"I still can't believe you want to propose to her." Josh grumbled.
"I love her." Sam said, his eyes darting around the large room.
"Yeah I've heard."
"You could sound a bit happier."
"I am. I just... a Republican..."
"I know. That's the one bad thing."
"What are you two talking about?" Sam spun around at the sound of Ainsley's voice and his lips curled into a smile.
"You. You look amazing." he said.
"Thank you Sam." Ainsley smiled. "Hi Josh."
"Hey Ainsley."
"Ainsley, I want you to come meet someone!" Donna exclaimed, grabbing her arm.
"I'll see you later." she called over her shoulder. Sam gave a small wave and turned back to Josh.
"She is amazing."
"I've heard."
"What's the matter with you?"
"I... I thought that we'd just stay bachelors our whole life, going from bar to bar to pick up women." Josh muttered.
"Josh," Sam had a humorous look on his face. "I'm not passing her up so I can go bar-hopping with you. Anyway, I need you to bunk with Donna tonight."
"Why?"
"Because afterwards, we'll be going back to the hotel and... yeah."
"You... you're kicking me out of our room to have sex with her? Why do I have to go to Donna's room?"
"Because's she's rooming with Ainsley."
"I... that's not fair."
"You'll get to be with Donna."
"Whoopie."
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"Hey," Sam rested a hand on Ainsley's shoulder and she turned, looking up at him.
"Hey." she smiled. "What's up?"
"Come with me."
"Where are we going?"
"You'll see." Sam led Ainsley away by the hand and out of the dinner to the parking lot.
"Sam, shouldn't we be in there?" Ainsley pointed over her shoulder and he shook his head as a cab pulled up. "Wait... are we leaving?"
"Mhmm."
"Why?"
"You'll see. Just get in the car."
"Sam..."
"Ainsley, get in the car."
"You aren't kidnapping me are you?" she asked. Sam gave her a look and she quickly got into the cab, Sam sliding in next to her. He handed the driver a slip of paper, which he read and nodded, then drove off. "Will you please tell me where we're going?"
"I want it to be a surprise." Sam replied. Ainsley sighed and leaned back into the seat. They finally pulled up outside the Eiffel Tower and Ainsley felt a smile creep onto her face. "See, aren't you happy now?"
Ainsley nodded as they got out of the cab.
"Why did we come?"
"Because I wanted to take you."
"But it's closed."
"Only to the public. Guys like me are special." Sam grinned. "I wanted to take you now so it wasn't crowded tomorrow."
"That's very sweet of you." Ainsley said. She shivered slightly and for the first time Sam realized that Ainsley's dress had thin straps.
"God Ainse, I'm sorry." he shrugged his jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders.
"You didn't have to do that. I'm fine."
"You're shivering."
"It's kinda cold."
"Come on." Sam took Ainsley's hand and led her over to one of the guards.
"Monsieur Seaborn." he greeted. Sam said hello and quietly spoke with the guard for a minute. He nodded and led Sam and Ainsley around to a gate, which he unlocked. A couple of minutes later Ainsley was standing at a railing, gazing at the spectacular view. Sam walked over behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"It's beautiful." she said quietly.
"It is."
"Why did you really bring me up here?"
"To enjoy the view with you."
"Sam..."
"I wanted to get away from the dinner."
"Obviously not if you were talking to that guy. This was preplanned wasn't it?"
"Possibly."
"Why?"
"Are you saying you don't want to be up here?"
"No. I'm just a little curious as to why you'd bring me up here at ten o'clock at night when no one was around." Ainsley said, feeling Sam pull away from her. When she turned around he was down on one knee, searching through his pockets. Her eyes widened and Sam looked up at her. "Sam, what..."
"Shh... just shush." he said, making her giggle but she nodded. "I have no idea what to say."
Ainsley laughed again and waited for Sam to go on.
"Ah... I..."
"Sam..."
"Oh hell, will you marry me?" he blurted out.
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yes."
"Really?"
"Yes!" Ainsley exclaimed. Sam stared at her for a minute and then went back into his pocket, finally finding the small box. He held it up to Ainsley, who flipped it open and let out a gasp. "Oh wow Sam."
"You like it?" he asked, standing up. Ainsley nodded and looked up at Sam, tears stinging her eyes. "Oh God, don't start crying. I hate when you cry."
Ainsley laughed and wiped her cheeks as Sam took the ring out of the box. He took Ainsley's hand in his and went to slide the ring on her finger when she said,
"Other hand."
"Oh." Sam turned red and slipped the ring onto the right hand. Ainsley admired it for a moment and looked up at Sam, who was watching her, a smile on his face. She smiled back at him and leaned up, cupping the back of his neck in her hand and pulled his head down to hers. They kissed for a minute until Sam's cell phone rang. He pulled away for a second and turned it off, then turned back to Ainsley. He leaned down and kissed her, his fingers getting tangled in her hair.
"I love you." she mumbled.
"I love you too."