04 - Valentine's Day

Sam scanned the crowded club, trying to locate his teammates. According to Raf, the club had been opened for business for close to two years and yet Sam wasn't even aware of it. He wasn't surprised though. He was more of a bar and pub type of guy, and this place was a bit more posh than what he and his buddies at SRU and 51st Division were used to.

"Yo, Sam, here!" Spike called out, waving his hand to get his attention.

Raising his hand in return to acknowledge him, Sam made a beeline to where his friends were sitting. This wasn't exactly how he pictured his first official Valentine's Day with Jules, but the evening was still young and they still had plenty of time for other... recreational activities, afterwards. Then again, it's not like the day hadn't started on a pretty high note for him and Jules.

She had quickly blinked back the tears misting her eyes when he dangled the necklace in front of her. If he had to guess, she probably didn't think he would do anything at all. Fair enough, they both weren't the type of people who made such a big deal out of Valentine's Day. But for him personally, that was him before he met Jules, or before he had the chance to date her, that was. Now that they had gotten back together, he had earned every right to make a big ass deal out of February 14th.

Still, she shouldn't have been so surprised. Did she really think he would waste the one extra day he could give her some extra attention? Not that he ever needed any reason to show her how much she meant to him. It was nice though, to be able to do something without Jules asking him 'what's the occasion?'

As he got closer to the table, his eyes immediately went to his girlfriend. He swore under his breath. He didn't know whether she did it on purpose or not, but the (very) low cut pale pink sweater she had on was incredibly distracting. It showed off her new necklace beautifully which was probably why she'd chosen that particular shirt. That, and the fact that it's, well, low cut enough to cut his concentration short. And of course, just like she wasn't being sexy enough just by being her, she had to play with her necklace, slender fingers twiddling the pendant at her neck.

Easy, Braddock.

When he was only a couple of feet away from their table, his eyes moved between the empty spots besides Jules and Spike. He quickly weighed his options. All things considered, the logical answer would be to take the seat next to Spike. Sam was about to do just that when he caught what Spike was saying.

"Jules, I can't drink this, he's looking at us." Their demolition expert looked positively giddy.

Jules frowned, arms crossed over her chest. "Well that's kind of the point, isn't it?"

"We've only been here for 15 minutes and someone bought her a drink already," Spike looked up at Sam and explained, face dimpling in glee. "The guy even came over himself. Didn't want to take no for an answer. Asked me if I was the boyfriend, and asked her to be his Valentine. I think Jeremy's in love."

Jules bristled, hand tugging at the pendant more persistently. "You said you're thirsty."

Well, now. Can't have that, can we.

Sam shrugged. He casually picked up the tall glass of cocktail from the table and took a long gulp, moving to make himself comfortable next to Jules in the process, his earlier mental debate forgotten. There's only so much you could do when you're seeing your teammate in secret. It's not like he could give her hickeys to make sure everybody knew she was taken. "I'm also thirsty, so why not?"

I'm going to do a Jammy smut piece post A Day in a Life some time soon, so consider this as an appetizer. Thanks for the reviews! I always love to hear from you.