He woke up to her sweet, tender kisses on his neck. For a moment there, he pretended he was still asleep, enjoying every little kiss brushing his skin. With closed eyes he whispered a "good morning".
She smiled at him, saying nothing to begin with.
"I couldn't get myself to wake you. You were so peacefully asleep," she whispered, sitting up.
"Well, I don't mind waking up to this instead," he said and signalized with his finger that she should come closer. She bent over, standing on all four in the bed, letting his warm lips touch hers.
"You better get dressed if you don't want to be late," she said as she ran a hand down his bare torso.
"You're not coming?" he asked a bit disappointed.
"I think I better stay home for today. I have some…things to clear out."
"Oh, yeah…Right. Take all the time you need, okay? I'm sure the teachers will understand."
She nodded.
"Will you be back after classes?" she asked with hope in her voice.
"I have that meeting with the guy from the Sox this afternoon. But as soon as I'm done there, I will."
"Lovely," she said, fingers still dancing on his chest.
"I'll go get ready," he murmured, kissing her on the forehead before he rose from the bed.
"I'll make some breakfast meanwhile," she said.
He smiled satisfied at her before he left the room.
When he was done getting dressed, he walked down to the huge kitchen area, where he found Diane frying some eggs.
"Hey again, sunshine," he said as he walked up behind her and place his arms around her waist.
She smirked, slightly tilting her head.
"Smells good," he commented.
"I hope it tastes well too," she answered.
"One question, though."
"Ask away," she said.
"Are we still…alone?"
She turned again, smile fading a bit.
"No, Bogs is here. So is my mother, but she's still asleep. She was out most of the night. Taking care of…different matters."
Sam nodded sadly, putting his head on her shoulder. The loss of her beloved father was going to take time to cope with. But he would be there for her. Trying his best to ease the sadness she was feeling.
"Uhm- you can just take place at the table, Sam. The eggs will be done in a minute," she said with a smile.
"Sure," he said and let go off his grip.
He found a chair and sat down. In the same minute he did, the butler, Bogs, came in with a high head dressed in his usual outfit. A suit.
"Good morning, Miss Chambers. I was just going to-"
He stopped in the middle of the sentence when he noticed Sam, sitting at the table.
"Oh…We have company," Bogs frowned.
The two of them had been introduced about the second time Diane had brought Sam home with her.
So they were quite acquainted by now.
"Nice to see you, Mr. Malone. Joining us for breakfast, I see?" he said as his gaze wandered between Sam and Diane.
"Sam came over last night to comfort me and stayed the night over."
"How thoughtful," Bogs said with a smirk "And for you, Miss, I am very sorry about your loss. Mr. Chambers was an extraordinary man. It was a pleasure serving him."
"Thanks, Bogs," she said with a little tremble in her voice but an appreciating smile.
"Are you going to college today?" Bogs asked Diane.
"No, I'm just helping Sam get ready to take off," she said and glanced at him.
"If there's anything, I can do, just call."
"I will, Bogs."
The butler left shortly after, giving Sam one last mischievous smile before leaving.
"Here you go. Two fried eggs on toast. Bon appetite!"
"Thank you. Looks delicious!"
"I'm sorry it's yet so simple. But since we're in a bit of a time hurry, I thought it was wisest not to prepare the most complicated meal."
"It's fine, Diane. It's just how I like it. You don't need to make anything fancy to impress me," he smiled.
That let her stomach to turn.
"Aren't you gonna get something there yourself," he said, noticing she hadn't anything on the plate in front of her.
"I'm not…- hungry."
He glared concerned at her.
"I'll- I'll get something later, I promise."
"Good," he said, a bit more relived.
"Are you excited about today?"
"About the meeting?" he asked with food in his mouth.
"Yes," she giggled.
"Of course, but-" he swallowed "I'm especially looking forward to tonight," he smiled, taking her hand.
"I got something planned in my mind. Something that will take your mind off the bad, and focus on something good."
"You know your presence is enough to have that effect on me," she said.
"Well, I hope so," he said, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"But I think you're gonna enjoy this in particularly."
"Sounds surprisingly interesting," she smirked.
"I hope it will be," he smiled, finishing his meal.
"Are you ready to go?" she asked.
"I think so. Thanks for delicious breakfast."
"You're welcome," she chuckled.
They stood in the dooropening.
"Have a nice day. I'm looking forward to tonight," she said.
He looked at her for a couple of seconds, studying her face expression.
"You're sure you don't want me to stay? I wouldn't mind at all-"
"No, Sam. I'm fine. You have to go. I'll see you later," she smiled.
"Yeah," he said, placing a kiss on her forehead.
"I'll be here as soon as possible, alright?"
She nodded.
"Pack a bag with blankets and food for when I come, okay?"
"Sam, what do you-"
"Sch!" he said placing a finger on her mouth "it's a surprise, remember?"
"Right," she smiled.
He smiled back, kissing her once again. This time on the lips.
"I'll see ya."
Then he left her and she remained in the dooropening watching him leaving the property in his car. Or his brother's. When the car was out of sight, she let out a sigh.