Categories: Romance, slight smut
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Sam Carter had never done well in the heat.
She sighed heavily as she entered her house very late one Saturday night in July. She was worn out after several long unproductive days, and to top it all off, the air conditioning in her car had died.
So she was now tired, hot and crabby.
She slung her purse onto her rocker and debated the merits of a late-night snack before heading to bed. A cool shower first, she decided.
Padding into the en suite, she gladly stripped off her clothes, then switched on the shower, holding her hand under the spray until satisfied with the temperature. She stepped in and enjoyed the cool water massaging away the strains of the last week.
"Room for two in there?"
Sam nearly shrieked, but caught herself just in time. "Hi," she said, moving slightly to allow the newcomer to step in with her.
Brown eyes, disheveled hair, sweat-slick skin, and strong toned body. She chewed her lip. Hmmmm … to jump or not to jump; that is the question.
Jack took the decision out of her hands. He soaped up her sponge, then drew it gently over her body before attending to his own toilette. "Miss me?" he inquired.
Sam was absorbed in watching the lucky bubbles make their way down his body. "Hmmm? Oh! Yes, of course!" she assured him.
He quirked an eyebrow as if he knew the smutty turn her mind had taken – sometimes he was darn spooky – but didn't call her on it.
Shower finished, they wrapped up in toweling robes and Sam let out a gargantuan yawn. "Bed-time for you, Sleeping Beauty!" Jack said, patting her terry-clad butt gently.
She returned the favor, lingering a little longer than necessary on the taut muscles. She might be tired, but she was no longer crabby. And it had been weeks since she'd last seen him.
"Sleeping can wait," she told the man, shrugging out of her robe and divesting him of his. "We've got lost time to make up for."
Sam Carter had never done well in the heat. But when it came to the human inferno that was Jack O'Neill …?
Burn, baby, burn!