Chapter 7
"Sam" Jake shook her shoulder. He had made plans for today and if she didn't get up and eat soon they were going to be late. "Sam, get up!" She stirred but didn't get up, in fact she just rolled over. Sighing in aggravation he threw the blankets up and got out of the bed. Then an idea struck him. He went to the end of the bed, grabbed hold of the blankets and pulled. Sam, already lying on her side scrunched up, trying to get warm. And yet, she still didn't wake. "Damn, she can sleep through anything." He said to himself.
He went to the phone and ordered her favorite breakfast from room service. Then he went back into the bedroom. "Sam!" he called. "If you are not out of that bed I'm gonna pour a glass of cold water on—"
"Jeez Jake I'm up, no need to shout." Sam said from the door way to the bathroom. She was dressed in body-hugging Capri pants and a light green tank top. She, like any other north western girl who knew that it always got much cooler at night, had a sweatshirt tied around her waist. She was in the process of putting her hair in a messy bun and smiling at him. "And just so you know, if you had poured water on me when I was sleeping, I would've set Jen on you."
"Oh the horror" he said sarcastically
"Well you didn't find it so funny the last time.
"Well last time, you just let her attack me!" he said, "I had that bruise for like a month."
"Well just because you didn't duck out of the way of her boot isn't my fault."
"But I didn't deserve it!"
"Yes you did!"
"Why" he said crossing his arms
"You sprayed me with a hose! I didn't do anything to you and you just decided to spray me!"
"You kept going on that it was hot, I thought I was doing you a favor, that's all."
"Well you didn't and I still think that you had an ulterior motive for that." She said, raising her eyebrows.
"Well maybe I did."
"Hmm, I knew it."
"Well I didn't pour water on you today, so no setting Jen on me ok."
"Fine, but don't think I wont if you piss me off."
"ok"
"So what are we doing today?" Sam asked Jake. "Or are you not going to tell me?"
"Hmm I haven't decided, whether or not to tell you that it." He said. "But what do you say to eating breakfast out first?"
"Sounds good to me." And with that they set of down stairs to a diner that Jake had heard of from the concierge.