Chapter Four

Sam went to school the next days and hung out with Danny and Tucker like she always did. Danny was pretty sure that she was enjoying their practicing section just like he was, he was almost sure things was changing for her, too. He remembered her foggy eyes, her breathless voice and all that moaning once they had stopped kissing and decided that it was time to finish the section.

They hadn't decided another day to practice again and Danny feared that it was over and that he was never going to kiss her again. He wasn't sure of her reaction and this time he didn't want to run to Tucker for advice. Somehow what he shared with Sam was supposed to stay just between them.

Danny was going crazy when it completed one week without a kissing section, they didn't have the time to even talk about it because they were having tests, endless weeks of tests! He was more than anxious to feel her lips again; in fact he thought that if he didn't kiss her soon he was going to explode.

Their next class was Gym, so Danny had this small idea for getting her alone. Sam usually was the last one to leave the locker room because she never changed in front of the other girls. He was going to change, turn ghost and wait for her to leave the locker room. When she did he would turn her intangible and drag her in an empty classroom or a closet or anything he could find, and kiss her.

He was able to get separated from Tucker and waited for her at the door of the girl's locker room. He saw the door opening and Sam walked out with a high ponytail; she hated Gym class, she hated she had to wear shorts in front of the whole class; Danny didn't mind seeing her in shorts, though.

He grabbed her arm and she almost screamed, he put a hand on her mouth to shut her up and flew to the first closet he saw. There were only some boxes inside. It was perfect. He put Sam on her feet, turning human again. She looked at him, questionably, but understood what he was doing the moment his mouth went down to hers in a bruising kiss.

Her eyes were wide in shock, but soon she gave in and let him do whatever he wanted with her. He just wanted to practice after all. His lips were on hers fervently 'I created a monster' Sam thought, surprised.

"You're… mmmph –good at it. Gosh- Mmmph!" She said in between kisses.

He pressed her against the wall and for the first time he felt he was in control of what was going on. She was completely in his hands and he loved every minute of it. His hands were on her waist and hers were on his neck. She gently pushed him away grinning.

"Are we still practicing?" She asked, completely breathless.

"Practicing?" Danny lost all his self confidence when he heard that. That's right, it was about practicing. "Of course we are."

"Not that I think it's appropriate for a school closet, but it's better than Gym class." She grinned. She found his hands and put it under her shirt, just above her waist. Her skin burned his fingers and Danny's knees weakened, barely being able to support both of them.

He nodded, but he wasn't looking at her face, he was fixed on her chest. Oh, my… Sam actually had breasts. He felt an enormous desire to touch them.

She grinned, as if she knew what he was thinking.

Danny once more was glued on her mouth, deciding that it was better give into action then wonder what she meant to tell him with that grin. He grazed lightly his lips along her neck and his hands snaked up, carefully, more curious than ever.

She started moaning again, making him lose all the coherent thoughts. Her hands went up to his shoulders and she lifted up a leg, placing it around his hip. In shock and completely without thinking, he reached up and cupped her breasts.

Danny realized they were in a dangerous territory. It wasn't about practicing anymore, if it ever was. They were making out for real. If it was fake she couldn't be moaning like that. It was getting out of control and he feared they were enjoying it too much to care.

He realized he had to stop.

His kissed became lighter and his hands were back in decent places. Sam was standing by herself on the ground again, smiling happily. Finally their mouths broke apart and Sam rested her head on his chest, taking the time to her breathe get normal again.

"I think we should go to class." Danny said.

"Yes…" Sam sighed, stepping away from him and fixing her hair, her face was back in the 'best friend' expression, which troubled Danny. "I think we had enough practice." She said, turning her back to him. He heard her voice breaking, as if she was ready to cry. "You're really good at it now."

"Sam…"

"Valerie will love it." Then, she opened the closet door and ran to class, leaving Danny there, wondering what had just happened.

"Danny, what happened back there? You were throwing the balls like they were some kind of weapon. Why are you so furious?" Tucker asked when they were the only two remaining in the boy's locker room.

"What happened?" Danny repeated, kicking the wall. "SHE happened."

"She? You mean Sam?" Tucker asked, confused.

"Yes! Gosh, girls are so confusing!"

"Calm down before you get a detention for destroying the school." Tucker was able to make Danny sit down. "Now tell me what happened."

"We were practicing again." Danny said. Tucker flipped inside. "We were in a closet a while ago." Tucker's eyes widened. Now, that was shocking. "It was going very well; she even let me touch her..." Danny didn't know what he was saying anymore, Tucker didn't have to know the details and of course, since Danny started he got really intrigued.

"She let you touch her? But how? Did you… did you grab her boobs or something like that?" Tucker was dying now, he wanted to know everything.

"Yes I did." Danny rolled his eyes. Tucker's eyes were ready to pop out of his face. "She said I could!" Danny defended himself 'well, actually she didn't say anything'. "And really it's not what it is about."

"You two were making out a little more than necessary." Tucker thought out loud. "I hope you didn't disrespect her in any way." He warned.

"Of course I didn't." Danny said. "She agreed to help me practice kissing, then we're making out, then I had the feeling we were doing more than practicing. She looked pretty content when we were finished and suddenly she turns around crying and saying I was ready to put a move on Valerie." Danny said, quickly in one breathe.

"Well, maybe she started liking it more than she should and decided to stop it before you both ended hurt." Tucker guessed, crossing his arms.

"Why would she do that?" Danny asked, raising an eyebrow. Really, that ghost boy as dense.

"Because she thinks you don't like her more than a friend and she has a reason to believe it because you droll over Valerie and Paulina at least twice a day." Tucker explained. "She's trying to be good friend and since you had an agreement that it would be ONLY practice, she stopped it in the right time."

"So it had nothing to do with deeper feelings." Danny concluded. "The whole time it was just practice." He was disappointed. "Maybe it's better if we really stopped it."

"Well, you could ask Sam if she was okay with it first." Tucker didn't want it to end like that. He was sure Sam liked Danny and vice versa.

"She said it already." Danny sighed. "Our practice is over. I'm an experienced kisser." He stood up and left the room, leaving Tucker staring at the empty space in front of him. Man… Sam was probably in some corner crying her heart out and Danny didn't have a clue!

There was another thing that not even Tucker knew. Dash was in the locker room, too, hearing every word the 'geeks' were saying.

A-N- Da da daaaa! Some plot, finally.