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Sam was sitting at the kitchen table staring longingly at the coffee maker when Jason comes walking in. "Morning." He says walking up behind her and crouching down to kiss the top of her head. When Sam doesn't respond he walks around the table and can see the pitiful look on her face and frowns. "Sam what's wrong?"
With a forlorn sigh Sam's shoulders droop dramatically as she points to the coffeepot. "We're all out of coffee."
Trying to hide his smirk from Sam Jason rubs a hand over his lips and nods his head in mock understanding. "Is that all?" He asks enjoying the light mood, something that had been missing the last few days.
Turning her attention to him Sam can see the amusement twinkling in his blue eyes which earns him a glare from her. "This isn't a joking matter Jason!" Sam says pushing herself up from the table and walking to the cupboards and taking turns opening and closing them as loudly as possible. "Look at this!" Sam calls over her shoulder opening up another cupboard to reveal empty shelves. "This is a serious problem."
Still amused by Sam's behavior Jason tries to keep his tone neutral so she can't tell. "If it's that important I might be able to find some coffee across the hall."
Turning sharply to stare incredulous at Jason Sam shoves her hands on her hips. "You might have some across the hall?"
"Yes Sam there might be some…"
"Jason you and Sonny import coffee! How could you possibly not have any in your own homes?" Sam asks throwing her arms in the air in frustration. She needed her morning coffee, without it the day would be unbearable.
Jason couldn't suppress his chuckle any longer and Sam's glare intensified at the sound. He forgot how dependent Sam was on the caffeinated beverage and how moody she could get without it. "Sam we have been making coffee every day, multiple times a day for everyone. We all drink coffee…"
"Spinelli doesn't drink coffee Jason." Sam snaps.
"You're right." Jason shakes his head, not taking Sam's anger personally. "But you drink enough of it for the two of you. Not to mention you offer it to all of the men when you make a fresh pot."
"They might be thirsty Jason."
"I know that Sam, but all I'm trying to say is that with the amount of coffee we go through in a day it's understandable that we have run out. No one has purchased any groceries for this place since you moved in. I've had the men going back and forth last couple of days bringing over what little food I have across the hall. There's not much left I'm sure."
"Well maybe we should fix that." Sam's turning back to the cupboards and opening them again in hopes that coffee would have miraculously appeared in the last few minutes. When there still isn't any Sam slams the cupboard and rests her head on the counter. "We have to get some coffee…" Turning back around Sam starts towards Jason. "So either call one of your men to go get me some or I'm going to go. Jerry and his threats be damned!" Standing toe to toe with him she can see his lips curving and growls in response, but before she can say anymore Maxie walks into the kitchen.
"If you two are going to be getting it on can you at least do it where we don't prepare and eat our food?" Maxie says before yawning and making her way to the cupboards. Opening the door she freezes, closes it, and then opens it again. "Where is the coffee?" Maxie asks turning around to stare at Sam who usually made the coffee every morning.
"We're out." Sam says not taking her eyes of Jason.
"You have got to be kidding!" She turns her wide stare to Jason and points a finger at him. "Can't you just go across the hall and grab yours?"
"I can't."
"Jason Morgan you have been living in this penthouse with Sam and I since Stephen left, the least you could do is share your coffee! It's not like we don't share with you."
"I would if had any, but that's just it Maxie…I don't."
"How is that possible!" Maxie shrieks. "I know you use coffee importing as more of a cover Jason, but you have to have some on hand!"
"It's no use Maxie I already went down this road with Jason."
"Well this is just not acceptable." Maxie shakes her head. "We're just going to have to make a trip to Kelly's than Sam." Maxie says walking forward and hooking her arm in Sam's who nodded her head in eager agreement. Both women freeze when Jason drops a hand in front of them. "If you value that arm I suggest you move it." Maxie says super sweetly.
Rolling his eyes at her Jason sighs. "I'm real terrified." He says in a bored tone.
"Jason it's just quick trip, we'll be there in back before you even notice we're gone." Maxie whines.
"Maxie I don't care if you go all the way to Columbia to get your coffee, it's Sam that's not going anywhere."
"What? Jason that's not fair!"Maxie says in outrage for her friend.
"It's not safe Maxie." Jason says as he stares into Sam's eyes. He could tell she was annoyed that he was stopping her, but he could accept that. What he could accept was Jerry getting to her because they were careless.
"Oh don't give me that Jason. Nobody has heard from Jerry since Stephen left for Miami and that was four days ago!"
Sam appreciated her friend sticking up for her, but Jason had a point. "That doesn't matter Maxie, Jerry is still out there and Jason is right."
"But it would only be 20 minutes." When Sam just shrugs her shoulders Maxie frowns. "You haven't been out of this building since you went to the hospital Sam. Aren't you sick of these walls? I know I would be, what with the terrible daytime television full of 'who's the daddy' talk shows and only Jason and his merry men for conversation?" Maxie says sending a glare in Jason's direction who just shakes his head in response, he had gotten used to the young blonde and her mouthy comments.
"Maxie one of the things keeping me safe right now is Jason and his men, who I get a long quite well with actually. It's you who can't seem to get accustom to them."
Scoffing Maxie crosses her arms over her chest. "I'm sorry, but I can't be the only person that thinks it's weird that I can't even go to sleep at night without having one of them make sure my room is secure. It's almost like I'm a little kid again and my daddy has to check for monsters under my bed."
Sam couldn't help but smile at Maxie's take on the new security in place, but she at the same time could see how close she was to the truth. Jason's men were in a sense looking for a monster. Sam just hoped if they found him he would be nowhere near her friends or family. She hoped Jerry would keep his focus on Sam only. "I tried to encourage you to go back home after Jerry blew up my apartment in Miami, I told you that security around here would get tight."
"Like I could leave you all alone?"
"She wouldn't be alone." Jason objects.
"No just bored to tears."
"She never complained before."
"That's because it was before she met me."
Sam couldn't take any more, not without her coffee. "Enough!" When she sees she has both their attention she sighs.
"Maxie could you just go down to Kelly's and bring back some coffee?" Jason asks.
Maxie tried staring him down, but who was she kidding? Jason had perfected the look and she didn't stand a chance. "Fine!" She says with a huff. "But I think this plan you two have come up with is just ridiculous!" She calls over her shoulder as she leaves the kitchen. Her voice can be heard from the door. "Will you get out of my way! I'm just trying to go get some coffee! You big…" Her voice is cut off by the sound of the door closing.
Chuckling Sam shakes her head as she sits back down at the table. "She's really struggling with the new security."
Jason joined Sam at the table reaching across he grabs hold of one of her hands. "We both tried to convince her and Spinelli that it would be safer for them to stay at her place." Not to mention he wouldn't mind getting to spend time alone with Sam. He wanted more than the brief moments they get now since they were sharing the penthouse with the other couple. Maxie unwilling to leave Sam fending for herself with all the mobsters, or so she said, Jason was convinced the young blonde just enjoyed pestering him and the men. Not to mention she had the uncanny ability to pop up whenever Jason and Sam got the least bit intimate. Jason was seriously considering hiring someone to return the favor since he didn't want to personally risk interrupting the young couple himself.
"If only they would listen…save them both the hassle of having to deal with the men."
"And the men from having to deal with Maxie." When Sam stares at him in confusion Jason smirks. "I've been informed by more than one of the men if Maxie continues to hand out fashion advice or just doesn't stop with her badgering that they will consider gagging her."
"She definitely can get under a person's skin if they don't know how to ignore her."
"Believe me I know." Jason sighs rubbing a hand down the side of his face.
Smiling at him Sam shakes the hand he was holding to get his attention. "I really appreciate you putting up with Maxie for me…"
"I would do anything for you." Jason says interrupting Sam's words.
Sam was speechless for a moment not just from Jason's words, but the honesty and emotion that was reflected in his eyes. Shaking her head to gain back her thoughts she smiles and him and squeezes his hand lightly in hers. "Well it means a lot Jason that you have been getting along with her, even when she makes it extremely difficult."
"Well it's not as hard as it used to be, I've grown immune to her antics since she's spent so much time around the penthouse with Spinelli."
"Don't let her know that or she'll try and up her game." Sam says laughing. "Anything she can do to keep you on your toes."
"Anything to keep me uncomfortable right?" Jason sighs leaning back in the kitchen chair. "Is she always going to be this difficult?"
"Well right now Maxie is mostly acting out because of your men Jason. You got to understand she's not used to this and so it has her a little on edge."
"Sonny and I always have men securing the building…didn't she know that?" Jason says confused.
"I'm sure in the back of her mind yes, but Maxie always just overlooked both that and the realities of what you actually do Jason." Sam says and can see he still doesn't understand. "Maxie knows what you do isn't on the up and up, with Mac as her father how could she not? And along with the fact she knows what you do isn't always legal, she also knows it can be dangerous, very dangerous. She knows all of that Jason and she ignores it. And that isn't so hard to do since you usually keep the guards around here to a minimum, but right now you have guards placed on all the entrances, the elevator, the garage, and patrolling the grounds. Not to mention the fact you have a guard following her…" Sighing Sam shakes her head. "It's a lot for her to get used to and to handle Jason…for anyone to handle really." Sam says lowering her gaze to their joined hands.
"Are we still talking about Maxie?" Jason asks rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.
Lifting her gaze to his she shrugs her shoulders. "I'm used to it." Sam says dismissively. "This isn't my first time in this situation, remember?"
"That's not what I'm saying." Jason shakes his head. He remembered Sam's look of disappointment and annoyance when Jason stopped her from leaving with Maxie. It may have been brief, but it was there. And she has a brave face now, but that didn't mean she didn't resent the security as much as Maxie did. "How are you doing really?"
With a heavy sigh Sam rests back in her seat pulling her hand from Jason's grasp at the same time. "I'm frustrated Jason, but I'm sure you already knew that."
"It has become more obvious the last couple of days." Jason says remembering Sam's earlier outburst over the lack of coffee.
"I've been a bitch." Sam says bluntly.
"You have a right."
Sam gives a small smile at the fact he was obviously placating her. "I just…forget it." Shaking her head Sam mentally yells at herself she wasn't going to whine. She wasn't a whiner. She wasn't going to! But staring into Jason's blue eyes she felt her resolve crumbling. After days of trying to be strong and keeping it all in she had finally had enough. "He blew up my home Jason!" Sam snaps angrily. "That man…that…that psycho blew up my home! And for no good reason since he knew I wasn't there! Why would he do that? What purpose did it serve? What did he gain from it except pissing me off and making me homeless? I am homeless now! And not just me, but Stephen is too! We're homeless because some crazy jackass."
"Sam…" Jason says her name, but is truly at a loss for what else to say. He knew she had been pretending the last couple of days. She had been too calm, too accepting of everything. "We discussed this already Sam. Jerry was probably hoping by blowing up your place in Miami would draw you out and make you vulnerable. After his failed attempt at the hospital that would be his next step…"
"I know, I know." Sam huffs running her fingers through her hair in frustration. "He is just trying to mess with me…like this is a game or something! That's exactly what he's doing. It's like chess. He makes a move and we counteract to it." When Jason just stares blankly at her Sam sighs. "Don't give me that look Jason! You know I'm right…Jerry is turning this into a game of chess. A sick and twisted version where your men are the pawns, Maxie and Spinelli are the little castles, you are the horse things, and I'm the king you all are surrounding to protect." When Jason's blank stare turns into a smile Sam can't help but grin in return. "Ok I know! I know I sound a little crazy right now, but you have to understand I haven't had my morning coffee yet and that makes me a little irrational."
The petulant tone to Sam's voice as she again expressed her need for coffee Jason couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. "It's fine Sam."
"No it's not fine. You have been great Jason…all of you have. And I appreciate it, really. But I'm tired. I'm so tired Jason. And not just because of the lack of coffee, but of this whole situation! I don't like the fact that I can't walk up or down the stairs without feeling breathless at the end. Or that I can't see my friends or family without putting them at risk of some mad man who doesn't seem to value human life. I'm tired of all these holes in my memory! I'm tired Jason. So so tired! But most of all I'm tired of hiding."
"Sam…"
"Don't Sam me." She holds up a finger her eyes flashing with irritation. "I know you and I are…we are…well we are figuring things out still. And that's great, I'm glad we are. But it's been two years Jason. It's been two years and we both have changed in those years, but one thing that has not changed in that time is that I don't run. I don't hide. I'm a PI Jason. A successful PI with my own office. With a client list so large my partner and I have to turn away people. A PI that is so successful I've been called in as a consultant by the Miami PD numerous times. Do you know what all of that means Jason? Do you?"
He assumed it was a rhetorical question so he didn't answer and when Sam's nostrils flared, a clear sign of agitation he cleared his throat and sat forward. "What does it mean?"
"It means I don't hide." With a deep sigh Sam slumps in her chair and stares down at her hands, wanting to avoid Jason's gaze and the pity she figured would be there. "You have been great Jason. Really, really great. Your men…they have been great too. But we can't do this forever Jason. Jerry isn't going to give up. When he couldn't reach me he blew up my apartment. What's next Jason? He has to know I'm still in Port Charles. I wouldn't be surprised if he's figured out I'm staying here…it really is not the best kept secret you know? So what's next?"
"He can't get to you here Sam." Jason says wishing she would look at him and not down at her hands. "I won't let him get to you."
"I know that Jason." Sam says with a brief glance up before bringing her eyes back down. "That's not what worries me though. What is Jerry going to do next when he still can't get to me? I mean my apartment was empty and thank god he didn't set the blast to take down the whole building, but what about next time? What if the next time someone gets hurt?"
"We can't be sure of anything Sam."
"I know Jason, but I can't risk it either. Innocent people could possibly get hurt because I'm hiding from Jerry. He doesn't care who he hurts to get to me, but I do Jason. I care."
"I know Sam and it don't want anyone to get hurt either, but Jerry is dangerous."
"All the more reason for me to stop being a coward and deal with Jerry."
"You're not being a coward Sam, you're being smart." Jason says getting up from his chair and coming around to kneel in front of her Jason grasps both her hands in his.
"Jason I know that you…" Sam says trying to pull her hands from his, but he just holds on tighter causing her to look up in surprise. Looking into his eyes Sam doesn't see the pity she feared would be there. There isn't annoyance either like she had expected. Instead there was fear, which confused her. "Jason…?"
"No don't." Jason shakes his head. "Just listen to me for a moment. Ok?" He asks and waits for her to nod her head before he continues. "I know you are frustrated with this situation. I know it's got to be tiring not being as strong as you used to and as independent. And I know that you're brave." Clearing his throat Jason lowers his head to brush his lips over Sam's knuckles. "You are one of the bravest women I know Sam. And you're right when you say you don't hide. You fight. You always have. That's something that I admire about you…that's what I love about you." Staring into her eyes Jason can see the shock that is quickly replaced by fear before settling into something warm, that he would like to think was love.
"Jason…"
"I'm not done." He says quietly before clearing his throat again. He wasn't used to all this talking, it was hard baring your soul. "You have been so strong through all this and tolerant of everything that's been thrown at you. I don't know how you do it day in and day out, but you do and I know it can't be easy. Just like I know it can't be easy to sit and wait Jerry out, not knowing what he might do next. I know you don't want anyone to get hurt, especially when it's you that he's after. I know Sam. But I don't want anything to happen to you. I can't let anything happen to you. Do you understand that?"
The room was silent as the couple stared at each other, their hearts both beating erratically. Releasing her one hand Jason cups Sam's cheek and brushes his thumb along her jaw. "Jerry is deranged and dangerous and methodical and he is going to find a way Sam. He is going to figure a way to get to you. But I'm going to prevent that from happening for as long as possible." Closing his eyes Jason lets out a shaky breath and opens them again for Sam to see tears forming there. "I know you can't stand the thought of someone else getting hurt because Jerry is after you, but if anything were to happen to you because we relaxed security…if you got hurt I don't…I couldn't…" Shaking his head Jason sighs. "I can't let anything happen to you Sam. So I know it's hard and I know you hate it and I know you want to do something to stop Jerry from hurting anyone else. I know all of that Sam and I wish I could do something about it, but I can't. I just can't. What I can do is keep you safe. That is really all I can do and all I want to do. So will you please let me keep you safe?"
Sam finally understood the reasoning for the fear in Jason's eyes and blinking back tears of her own she reaches out and runs her fingers lightly through his hair. "You can't expect me to just stay locked away here Jason. Not when I could possibly do something to put a stop to all this. Not when by hiding innocent people could get hurt." Sam could see the conflict in his eyes, she could relate to it because part of her did want to just stay in the safety of the penthouse with Jason. But her conscience wouldn't let her.
Staring into her brown eyes Jason knows she's right, but he still doesn't like it. With a resigned sigh he nods his head and brushes back her bangs. "Okay, but be careful Sam. My men and I will do everything we can, but I'm afraid that won't be enough. So I need you to be careful."
With a small smile Sam leans forward and rests her forehead against his. "I'm always careful." When Jason rolls his eyes in response Sam chuckles lightly and releases a deep breath. "Ok maybe I'm not careful…exactly…but I'm like a cat Jason."
"A cat?" He says skeptically, wondering if how severe Sam's coffee deprivation would get before Maxie came back.
"Yes Jason, a cat." Sam says her smile growing until her whole face glows.
"Care to explain that one?"
"Well it's really not that difficult to understand. People always say that cats have nine lives and well I'm saying so do I."
Jason could help but chuckle at the thought and silently wished it were true. "Well if that's the case you're probably on what? Your seventh or eighth now?" Sam nudges him gently in the shoulder he just smiles and runs his fingers through her hair. "Let's just work on keeping you safe in this life, alright?" When Sam nods Jason cups the back of her head and leans in for a kiss, Sam meeting him halfway.
Wrapping her arms around his neck as Jason starts to stand Sam goes up on her toes so their lips wouldn't part. Jason's one hand runs up her back and cupping her jaw Sam moans in response and steps closer so her body is pressed up tightly to his. When both his hands slide to her hips and start to lift her Sam wraps her legs around his waist and Jason's hands come to rest on her bottom, holding her in place. Wrapped around Jason Sam could feel him moving, but she didn't care enough to lift her head to see where to. She notices first that he's stopped moving and then Sam feels him set her down she realizes in the back of her mind she was sitting on the kitchen counter. Breathless Sam finally lifts her head and stares into Jason's eyes for a brief moment before Jason cups her head and pulls her back in. Both were so caught up in the kiss that neither noticed someone enter the kitchen.
Clearing his throat Spinelli keeps his gaze lowered to the floor. "Uh…Stonecold? Fair Samantha?" Neither responded and Spinelli sighs and slumps his shoulders. Wishing he could just leave them be, but it was important. "Stonecold it's imperative that I speak with you and the Fair Samantha." Stepping forward hesitantly Spinelli taps Jason lightly on the shoulder which finally causes the pair to part. "Sincerest apologies Eternal Loved-Ones, but the Jackal has an update."
"Spinelli!" Jason says his name like a curse keeping his back to the younger man and staring into Sam's eyes. The hunger he feels staring back at him.
"Whatever it is can't it wait?" Sam asks trying not to show her annoyance. It wasn't Spinelli's fault Jason and her kept getting interrupted.
"It might, but Stonecold insisted the Jackal came to him immediately if there was any update on the Demented One. And the Jackal is nothing but obedient to Stonecold and the Fair Samantha's wishes."
Sharing a look of annoyance Jason helps Sam down from the counter and both turn to face Spinelli. "Have you located Jerry?" Sam asks hopeful.
"It's with deepest regret the Jackal must admit he has not."
"Then what Spinelli?" Jason asks with a feeling of anger that they still don't know where Jerry was.
"It appears the Demented One has once again played his evil hand."
"What…what does that mean?" Sam asks with a feeling of dread.
Lowering his gaze and hating to be the bearer of bad news Spinelli hands over a piece of paper to Jason for him to read. "The Jackal double and triple checked to be certain…"
Sam kept staring between Jason and Spinelli before finally resting her gaze on the man standing beside her. Staring at Jason Sam can see him physically tense and the anger cloud his eyes as he continues to read. When he finishes reading Jason looks at Spinelli and frowns. "Are you sure?"
"The Jackal wouldn't be here right now if he wasn't."
"What is it?" Sam asks unable to take not knowing any longer. "Is someone hurt?"
"No, no one has been hurt." Jason assures her. "But your office in Miami…" When her eyes immediately well up with fresh tears Jason's fist clench and the paper in his hand crumples. "I'm sorry Sam." Jason says forcing himself to relax his muscles and reaching out to pull Sam in his embrace. Running a hand down her back in an effort to comfort her, Jason looks over her head at Spinelli. "When did it happen?"
"The explosion went off at two this morning. The Jackal's computer signaled an alert after the report was filed this morning at the Miami PD. The Jackal took it upon himself to uncover as much as possible before informing Fair Samantha and Stonecold. It has the Demented One's handiwork all over it."
"Are you sure no one was hurt?" Sam asks, her voice muffled.
"The Jackal is monitoring the Miami PD closer now that the Demented One has struck the Fair Samantha's dwellings located there. If there is any further information to be found, I will be notified."
"Thank you Spinelli." Sam says turning and giving him a watery smile.
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"No, thank you…just please keep me updated."
"Of course." Spinelli says nodding his head and leaving the two of them alone.
Once Jason was sure Spinelli was gone he turned Sam to face him and brushes back her bangs. "Are you ok?"
Sam's immediate response was to say yes, but when she opened her mouth the words wouldn't form and she shakes her head. "No I'm not ok, but I think that's sort of the point isn't it? Jerry is doing this to get to me and its working, he is. I just have to decide if I'm going to let him defeat me or if I'm going to defeat him."
"And…" Jason asks glad to see the spark return to Sam's eyes.
"And Jerry Jax is no match for me, especially when I have you on my side."
Smiling at her Jason leans down and presses a quick kiss to her forehead. "That's right, he isn't. So what do you want to do?"
With her brow scrunched Sam shakes her head. "I really am not going to be able to think clearly until I get a cup of coffee. So how bout we hold off making and plans until Maxie gets back?"
"Ok." Jason says chuckling.
"Guess what!" Maxie says with excitement as she rushes through the door carrying a tray with four cups of coffee and a fifth one in her hand.
"What took you so long?" Sam asks standing up from the couch. After a little more cuddling in the kitchen Jason decided he needed to go across the hall and make some phone calls. Sam had elected to stay and wait for Maxie to show up with the coffee.
"I'm sorry, but you try rushing through the security Jason has on this building!" Maxie grumbles handing Sam a cup and setting the rest down on the table in front of them. "But I don't want to talk about that…I want to talk about the amazing idea I had while I was out."
Moaning as the hot liquid instantly perks her up Sam takes another long sip before lowering the cup to see that Maxie was practically shaking with excitement. "What's your idea?" She asks warily.
"Oh don't be that way Sam, my plan is ingenious!" Maxie says waving off Sam's negativity. "It's the perfect way to brighten your day and get my mind off of how dreary this place has gotten! Not to mention Mr. No-fun Jason Morgan can't possibly find fault with my idea since you won't even have to leave the penthouse! Honestly I don't know why I never thought of this before. It's what I always do whenever I'm having a bad day. It perks me right up!"
Needing more coffee to keep up with the blonde Sam leans forward and rests her hand over Maxie's mouth to shut her up. "Maxie just tell me what your completely ingenious plan that Jason won't find fault with is."
"We're going to have a spa day!" Maxie says excitedly at the exact same time as the door opens and Jason walks in.
"You're what?" Jason asks standing in the doorway.
"A spa day Jason." Maxie says turning in her seat to look at him. "I'm not surprised you don't know what it is since you obviously never stepped foot in one, but it's something girls like to do to help them relax. A day full of massages and wraps and make-over's is just what we need!"
"Sam can't spend a day at a spa Maxie. It's too dangerous."
"Oh see I knew you were going to say that. Which is why I pulled some strings, using Kate's name of course, and was able to get the crew we use on Crimson shoots to come here for the day."
"When?" Jason asks startled.
"Oh I don't know, they should be here in the next hour or so."
"They?" Jason says confused, how many people could you possibly need to apply make-up? Sam usually did fine on her own.
"How many people are we talking Maxie?" Sam asks smiling over Jason's obvious confusion.
"Oh just a few."
"How many is a few?" Jason asks wanting an exact number and names. "I'll need to know to prepare the men."
"I'm not sure Jason. Stefan said he would round up as much of the crew as he can. That could mean anywhere between four to ten people. It won't be hard to place them. They'll be caring with them supplies."
"What sort of supplies?" Jason asks causing both the women to chuckle.
"Tools of torture, Jason! What do you think?" Maxie asks exasperated.
Ignoring the blonde's outburst Jason looks at Sam and is glad to see she was smiling, and it was a real smile. "Are you ok with this?" He asks sort of hoping she would say no just so he could tell Maxie she couldn't have her way.
"Yea, it actually sounds kind of fun." Sam says smiling and taking another longer sip of her coffee. The squeal of laughter causes both her and Jason to jump in surprise.
"I knew you would love it!" Maxie says jumping up from her seat on the couch. "Which is why I already went ahead and took my idea a step further and invited all the girls over."
"The girls?" Sam says her hand going limp and spilling hot coffee all over herself and the couch. "Ouch! Oh shoot! Dammit!"
"Sam are you ok?" Jason asks coming to her side and grabbing the cup from her hand as she held her shirt away from her body.
"Yea I'm fine." Sam says waving off his concern, her gaze burning into Maxie's. "What do you mean the girls?"
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