EPILOGE

-Five Months Later-

Samantha happily peered in the mirror at herself. She had been through so much, and now she and Martin were finally going out on a date. Though where to? Martin wouldn't tell. Samantha hated surprises even more than she hated David.

Samantha decided to wear slacks and a nice blouse. Hell if she was going to wear anything skimpier than that even if it was for Martin. It was snowing outside.

The weather was getting cold. It was something Samantha hated about living in New York. She loved the high activity that many of New Yorkers participated in everyday. She loved the Statue of Liberty and Central Park. She loved the high rise buildings that did their best to block out the wind. She loved her job. But most of all she loved that Martin lived in New York.

When Samantha first moved to New York, she vowed never to step foot outside when it was snowing unless she absolutely had to. She never imagined that she would absolutely want to all because of one man.

There was a quiet knock on the door. Samantha practically ran to the door anticipating Martin's face. It had been less than twelve hours since she last saw him, and yet she couldn't wait to see him again. Samantha smiled to herself. Was this what love feels like?

"Hey, Beautiful," Martin winked.

Samantha threw her arms around the man she loved and kissed him.

Martin happily obliged. "What a welcome," Martin smiled. "If you keep doing that, I may just have to leave and come back."

Samantha playfully slapped him on the shoulder. She reached and grabbed her purse before joining Martin in the hall. With a quiet click, the door shut. She reached for Martin's hand and intertwined her fingers with his. "So where are we going?" she asked.

Martin turned and smirked at Samantha. "You'll see."

Samantha hated this. She was dying inside. She leaned against him making sure he could feel her body against his. She began to gently nibble on Martin's earlobe. "If you tell me now, I'll promise we'll have a good time tonight," she said seductively.

Martin almost fell weak in the knees. She knew just how to get to him; however, this made him more stubborn. He gave her a sly smile. "Don't worry. Whether I tell you or not, we're still going to have a good time tonight."

Samantha almost threw a tantrum. Martin was torturing her.

The sky was pink, and the noise level was nonexistent. The snow fell with ease as it landed on top of Samantha and Martin. The breeze that the sea brought in was unbearably cold; however, Samantha didn't notice. She was too busy focusing on the small yacht that floated above the water. It was tied carefully to the dock. There was only a faint light coming from inside that flickered.

Samantha latched onto Martin's arm, jumping up and down with glee. The shivers that consumed her body were now replaced with unconscious excitement. "I can't believe you did this, Martin," Samantha squeaked.

Martin stood watching Samantha. She was so excited; he couldn't remember the last time she was this excited. Martin placed his hand over Samantha's. "I'm glad you like it."

As Martin helped Samantha onto the yacht, Samantha asked, "Are we going sailing?"

Martin gave a chuckle. "Only if you want to be lost at sea."

Samantha's face fell, but as soon as she stepped into the nice, warm cabin, her face began to elucidate genuine pleasure. There was a tiny table set up for two. It was covered with a red cloth with candles providing the only light. Dinner and wine had already been placed on the table, steaming hot and ready to eat. Classical music that Samantha had never heard before filled the room. A smile inundated her face.

Martin went over and pulled out a chair for Samantha which is gladly accepted. She sat down and placed the white, cloth napkin on her lap. She picked up the fork and inhaled the delicious scent.

"I can't believe you did this for me," Samantha said, clearly still in shock. The smile that had been plastered on her face since she arrived never left.

Martin happily dug into the food. Taking a bit of his steak, he replied, "Why not? You deserve it. Anything for you."

Samantha felt her face blush. Thank God Martin could not see because of the candlelight. She knew there had to be a better reason for candlelight.

After dinner, Martin rose from his seat and walked around to where Samantha sat. He extended his hand and bowed. "May I have this dance?" he asked with a smile.

Samantha looked down, laughing. She accepted martin's gesture by taking his hand in hers.

Martin led her to the middle of the room where he grabbed her by the waist.

Samantha nestled her head in the crock of Martin's neck. She brought her hands up so that they barely hung from Martin's shoulders. At first she gazed outside. She watched as the snow glided its way down and landed in the dancing water. She listened to Martin's steady heart rate and breathing. She immediately felt the need to be closer to Martin so she pressed her body tighter against his.

Martin smiled when Samantha nestled him. He could smell her perfume. He loved how wonderful it was to hold her. It was something that he feared he would never be able to do again just five months ago. He loved her; his heart flickered every time he was near her.

Suddenly, Samantha pulled away and looked him in the eyes. Martin smiled at how lovingly she gazed at him. Her eyes were full of nothing but affection and admiration. She reached in and brushed her lips against his, pulling away immediately.

Martin craved to taste her lips. She was teasing him, and he knew it. He returned the kiss. It was full of passion, love, and desire as their tongues swirled around.

The candlelight made the shadows dance throughout the cabin as the couple kissed; their hands roamed each other's bodies…

I'll let you make up what happens next……..:)

-The End-

XxX

Sorry about the delay. I had finals to study for. But I hope you liked it. Please tell me what you thought….