She arrived on set at 8 o'clock sharp, too early for her taste, but she had a job to do. She turned towards Carly's trailer and meandered her way over. Knocking softly she heard Carly yell,
"If it's anyone but Richard, go away." Sam heard from the other side of the door.
"Alright, I'll head home then." Sam yelled right back, turning on her heel to walk off. She heard the door open behind her but didn't stop her movements until she felt a hand on her shoulder.
"I'm so sorry I completely forgot you were coming." Carly said sounding genuinely apologetic.
"Its fine," Sam said neutrally as she turned back around. The sight before her made it hard to breathe and she had to remind herself that oxygen is needed over and over. Carly looked particularly stunning today in a low cut baby blue dress. It was cut off mid-thigh and she had on the sexiest stilettos that made Sam's mind go crazy with fantasies. Carly had completely missed the reaction that Sam had to her appearance, and was upset the woman didn't say anything about her new dress.
"Do you like this outfit? It's new I bought it yesterday." Carly asked smiling
"Yes." Sam stated flatly not trusting herself to say more. 'Great! She probably saw you staring and is all freaked out now! Good job, Puckett! Now just focus! Wait, she's saying something!'
"What was that Miss Shay?" Sam said still reprimanding herself for letting her reaction be shown, that wasn't like her at all, and usually she could hide all reactions bad or good.
"I said, come on in here so I can get myself the rest of the way ready." Carly laughed moving to the side to let Sam in. Carly sat in front of her vanity to do her make-up herself, instead of making the actual make-up girl do it this time. Sam immediately began imagining her pinned against a wall, slowly sliding her hand up Carly's thigh making the girl wriggle under her caress begging for her to…'Stop Samantha! It is your job to protect this woman and that is IT!'
"So why is it, Miss Shay that you even need me around?" Sam squashed her daydreams away and began her job.
"Well truthfully I don't want a bodyguard at all," Carly paused to glance at Sam and see if she had offended her in any way. When she got no reaction from the girl she went on, "The cops can't seem to catch a stalker I've been having a real problem with. Death threats and that sort of thing are a usual with this one." Carly finished with a shiver thinking of the most recent letter and how uncomfortable it made her. She looked over at the girl still standing almost in the shadows and wanted nothing more than for her to come wrap her in those strong arms and hold her a while. 'Well that can be arranged Carly, you know you get what you want, and are denied nothing.' She thought smugly.
"I'm going to need the most recent letter, and a copy of the rest of your day's activities," Sam said. Carly knew this wasn't a request and opened her mouth to argue, only to be waved off.
"Miss Shay, if you want me to do my job and be rid of me as soon as humanly possibly you will comply with my requests." Sam said quickly, hoping the girl wouldn't fight with her.
"You know you can call me Carly, and who said I wanted to be rid of you?" Carly questioned, daring to flirt with the other woman. Sam was ready for this and said quietly,
"You did Miss Shay, when you said you don't want a bodyguard at all. Slide the items I need in an envelope and out the door in 10 minutes please, I'll be out there." And with that Sam excused herself from the trailer. 'Oh that woman is going to drive me insane!' she thought as she sat in a nearby chair waiting for the things she needed.
Carly reluctantly obeyed and copied her entire weeks schedule on a piece of paper, along with a copy of the letter. She slid the envelope under the door and sat back down in her chair. 'I don't want Samantha to leave, I've been around her hardly more than an hour and I already miss her presence. I hate being told what to do, but when she told me to get her those things I oddly felt safe, like if I did that she would make everything better. I hope she catches that freak soon…'
…
Samantha had been giving Carly space all afternoon, which was definitely not what she had expected. She was always told by friends that their bodyguard's were always there, right next to them, behind them, in front of them, always around.
"I would go insane with…feelings…having her that close ALL the time." Carly said quietly to the air. She checked herself once more in the mirror before she headed out. She had made plans to go out to dinner with Richard and discuss her new role in an upcoming movie. She didn't want to go out but needed to keep up appearances. The presses are sharks and she knew if she didn't show up the rumor mill would start turning. The one and only thing she loathed about her job was how her life was constantly showed to everyone in the world on a weekly basis. She could never keep a relationship because of them, always publishing that she was cheating on them with some other celebrity. It was completely frustrating to the poor girl. A knock on the door pulled her from her thoughts.
"Are you ready Miss Shay?" Sam called from the other side of the door. Carly loved the way her name rolled off of the other woman's tongue, even if it is just her last name, and slightly shivered. Opening the door she nodded to Sam hoping that it wouldn't be as torturous as she expected it to be.
Sam on the other hand had her own thoughts that she had to squash down with a surprising amount of effort. When Carly walked out from behind the door and out into the open Sam kept her facial features solid, but her mind was in World War III. 'Don't look at her outfit…No compliment it, but be casual. NO! Just leave it alone and if she asks say it's nice. With the way you reacted earlier you had better not look…'
"Will you please call me Carly, and yes I'm ready to go." Carly eyed Sam for any sort of reaction to her question, and got none as usual. Sam ushered her to her limo and opened the door for her as well. As Carly slipped into the limo she leaned over and purposefully gave Sam an open view of her cleavage. Sam's heart beat tripled and as she forced herself not to stare or react in any way, she saw Carly smirk. 'This is going to be hell' Sam thought as she closed the door and walked over to her own car.