Once the door to the limo was shut, Ainsley pulled Sam to her, kissing him deeply. The driver raised an eyebrow and hit the button for the divider to come up.
"I love you." she murmured.
"I love you too." Sam kissed along her jaw to behind her ear, making her grip his shoulders.
"Sam, we still have to catch a plane so take it easy."
"Thank God it's a short flight."
"Amen." Ainsley giggled, resting her head on the headrest. "I can't believe it."
"Neither can I." Sam said, eyeing her. "God, you look beautiful."
"You've told me about a thousand times."
"Well, I'm gonna tell you a thousand more times."
"That's fine by me." Ainsley smiled. "You were right."
"Wait, what? I don't think I heard that."
"Don't ruin tonight."
"Okay." Sam grinned. "I heard you."
"I know. You were being mean. Everything did fall into place."
"It did and Josh and Donna even got together."
"That was pretty funny." Ainsley smirked, remembering Josh's horror struck look as he had caught the garter and Donna's beat red face as Josh slowly made his way up her leg, along to a bunch of catcalls and whistling. "You know they're going to deny anything even happened tonight. You know that right?"
"Of course. But this was just step 1."
"Yeah..." Sam rubbed his eye and Ainsley frowned. "What?"
She reached up and turned the light on, gasping as she did.
"What happened to your eye?"
"What?"
"Your eye! It's all bruised!"
"Oh..." Sam saw the smeared cover up on his hand and sighed. Figures. "CJ hit me with a door about five minutes before the ceremony was supposed to start. That's why me, Josh, and Donna were late. Donna was covering it up with some gunk in her pocket book."
"Oh my poor baby," Ainsley kissed the bruised area of Sam's face and paused when she heard him let out a hiss. "Did that hurt?"
"It's kinda sore. I did get hit with a door."
"I feel so bad."
"It's okay. I actually forgot about it."
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It was close to two in the morning when Sam and Ainsley finally checked into Portofino Bay at the Universal Orlando resort. A bellhop took them and their luggage over to an elevator and got in with them. Sam had an arm wrapped around Ainsley's waist as she leaned against him. The bellhop kept stealing glances at them and Sam glanced down at Ainsley, who had an amused look on her face.
"Uh... you're Sam Seaborn." the bellhop said. Sam looked over at him and nodded.
"Yeah."
"Wow..."
Ainsley hid the smile on her face as the kid stared at Sam in awe.
"We're... we're going over the Bartlet administration in my Poli Sci class. You guys rock."
"Thank you." Sam smiled. "This is my wife Ainsley."
"Ainsley Hayes?"
"Yep." Ainsley nodded.
"Didn't you like... kick his ass on TV?"
"Yeah."
"Wow. I couldn't have married you. Been too embarrassed."
"I was." Sam said, making Ainsley smack him lightly. "I mean when it happened. I've gotten past it."
"I can't believe I'm actually talking to you guys. I'm Billy by the way."
"Nice to meet you."
The elevator stopped at the floor and the doors opened. Billy motioned for Sam and Ainsley to go ahead of him. They followed Billy down the hall to a set of double doors. He put the key in the lock and Ainsley's eyes widened as the doors swung open. Billy took the luggage inside the room, where Sam instructed him to leave the bags wherever he pleased, then gave him a tip.
"Thanks Mr. Seaborn. Need anything, call the front desk. Have a nice night. Good night Mrs. Seaborn."
"Night..." Ainsley pouted as Sam moved in her way. "You're blocking my view."
"Oh I am?"
"Yes."
"You're not gonna care about the view in a minute." Sam grinned, lifting Ainsley easily up into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her into the room, shut the door with his foot, and headed through the suite to the bedroom.
"I don't doubt that."
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Ainsley woke up first the next morning and glanced around her surroundings. She let out a small yawn and looked down at Sam. He had his arms wrapped around her tightly with his head buried in her shoulder. Ainsley ran her fingers through his hair and he stirred for a minute, then rolled over and went back to sleep. She shook her head and got out of bed, then headed towards the bathroom. Sam lifted his head slightly when he heard the toilet flush.
"Ainse?"
The bathroom door opened and he saw her standing there, in his shirt, a smile on her face.
"Morning."
"Morning. How long have you been up?"
"A few minutes." Ainsley disappeared from the doorway and Sam could hear her brushing her teeth. He rolled himself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. Ainsley smiled at him in the mirror and Sam wrapped his arms around her waist. He pushed her hair over her left shoulder and kissed her neck. Ainsley sighed and turned around, their lips meeting in a heated kiss. Sam lifted her onto the counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. He kissed near her ear, making her let out a soft moan.
"Wanna go back to bed?" he mumbled, kissing down her jaw to her throat as his fingers undid the first button on the shirt.
"You're not really giving me a choice here."
"True."
"I thought we were going to the parks."
"They're open all day. It's only eight. They're not even open yet." Sam undid a few more buttons, his lips following his hands' path. Ainsley let out a groan as she gripped Sam's shoulders tightly.
"Aw hell, okay."
"I figured you'd give in." Sam grinned, carrying Ainsley out of the bathroom. He tossed her gently onto the bed and went to move down next to her when Ainsley sat up. "What?"
"I'm hungry."
"Ainsley..." Sam groaned, rolling onto his back.
"I'm sorry honey." she smiled sweetly. She moved over to the edge of the bed and grabbed the phone. "You want something?"
"Yeah. You." Sam moved behind her, kissing any part of her he could reach. Ainsley laughed lightly and set the phone down. "You can't be dying of starvation. You eat so much you must have it stored somewhere. You could probably go without eating for days."
This made her laugh again and she hung the phone up. She turned and faced Sam, pulling him towards her.
"You drive me insane. You know that?" she said before their lips connected. Ainsley pushed Sam onto his back and he pulled her down with him, then rolled them over so he was on top.
"It's more like the other way around." he mumbled, kissing her collarbone. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Sam stopped for a moment and rested his forehead against Ainsley's shoulder.
"You alright?"
"I need to catch my breath."
"Getting old I see." Ainsley teased. Sam quickly placed his lips over hers, quieting any further jokes.
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"Getting old huh?" Sam said, rolling off Ainsley. She laid their for a minute, her chest heaving as she tried to come up with something coherent.
"I take that back. Can we please get breakfast now?"
"Sure. I'm hungry now."
Ainsley nodded and propped herself up on her elbow.
"What do you want?" Sam asked, grabbing the phone.
"Pancakes... wait no scrambled eggs... no... I don't know."
"How about you get pancakes, I get the eggs and you can pick on mine."
"I love the way you think Sam. You can even have some of mine."
"Yeah but you get territorial over your food."
"I'll play nice."