A/N: Thanks for sticking with this guys. Hope you enjoy the update.
'Well, this is awkward.' Jack stated.
They had been sitting in silence for the few minutes since the waiter took their order. Beyond the small talk they had exhausted whilst perusing the menu, Jack had no clue what he could talk to Sam about that wasn't highly classified and therefore inappropriate for such a public place.
Sam sighed, a little exasperated before saying, 'Tell me about your cabin.'
'What?'
'Your cabin. Land of sky and blue waters I think you said. Tell me about it.'
Jack frowned a little, sensing a ploy to get him to open up. But this was a date, wasn't it? That's what he was supposed to do.
'How big did the bass grow again?' she said with a teasing smile.
He smirked before spreading his hands as wide as he dared in the busy restaurant. 'This big.'
The conversation flowed fairly freely after that.
Jack prattled away about his cabin, the times he'd spent there as a boy with his grandfather and later happy memories with Charlie. Sam revealed her father had taken her fishing when she was little but those occasions were rare and ending once she'd lost her mother. Despite the conversation skirting around very painful memories the mood remained light and warm, the benefit of having known each other for so long.
'Dessert?' Jack asked as they cleared their plates away.
Sam shook her head. 'I don't think I could eat another thing.'
He nodded and signaled the waiter for the bill.
Sam reached for her purse, setting it on the table.
Jack stretched his hand over to cover hers, stilling her movements, stilling her whole body.
Their eyes connected.
'I'll get this.' he murmured.
Sam could barely think, let alone speak so she just nodded.
Still joined their hands settled on the table, his fingertips gently teasing her wrist.
Silence settled between them for the second time in the evening, this time filled with anticipation.
Jack handed his card to the waiter without looking at him or the bill.
The silence was still there once the waiter returned.
'Shall we?' Jack said taking his card, reluctantly releasing her hand to fish a few bills from his wallet for a tip.
'Yes.' she breathed, drawing on her jacket and shouldering her purse.
His hand on the small of her back felt achingly hot, as he lead her outside to the parking lot. He walked her to her car.
'This is me.' she said coming to a stop.
Jack turned towards her, his hand now resting on her hip.
Their eyes connected.
So far just about every move made, every step forward had been Sam's. Time for him to step up to the plate.
He stepped just a little closer, and watched as her gaze flickered down to his mouth and back up to his eyes. He gently cupped her cheek. A smirk graced his lips before he tilted his head, leaned down and pressed them against hers.
The kiss was delicate and soft at first, but all too soon years of yearning and frustration demanded release. She sucked his bottom lip, biting it gently needing more from him. Jack was more than willing to oblige her silent request. He growled, his arm moving around her waist holding her body to him. The hand that had gently stroked her cheek now threaded into her hair as he thrust his tongue in her mouth. She hummed, sucking his intruding tongue, teasing it with her own. Her body arching into his instinctively, arms tight around his neck.
Her whole body thrummed, every fibre of her aching for him. Kissing Pete, hell anyone, had never ever felt like this; every switch was turned on, every sense heightened and tuned into him.
As their mouths parted, their foreheads rested against each other as their chests heaved up and down.
Between breaths, she placed small kisses on the corners of his mouth to bring them gently down from those dizzying highs. That had been the idea anyway, but just 20 seconds later his mouth was on hers again just as ardent and demanding as before.
She moaned loudly, responding just as fervently to his touch. This time she pressed back, her tongue demanding it's own exploration. They dueled back and forth until a car horn sounded in the distance causing them to part, though their arms were still tight around each other.
'Coffee.' Sam breathed.
'What?' he asked with a frown, trying to pull together enough brain power to figure out what she was on about.
'Come back to mine for coffee.' she elaborated.
'Carter.' he drawled. 'I didn't peg you for that type of girl.'
'I'm not. That isn't...' she sighed. 'I don't want this to be over just yet. I don't want that to be the last kiss we have tonight.'
He nodded, stroking her cheek. 'Okay. And just so you know, Sam, we're only getting started.'
She grinned and kissed him softly as she untangled herself from around him. 'I'll see you soon.'
Jack watched her get in the car before jogging to his truck, excited about what the rest of the night might bring.
