"Yeah, I can just see it now. Me in bobby socks with the skirt." Sam shook her head with laughter at the absurdity of it.

"As long as we're taking things slow, it's sort of like practice."

She closed the distance between them, her hands laying flat against his chest as she took a minute to just look into his eyes. Both of them there, freely doing this because it was what they truly wanted. Too soon to put words or labels on things even if they were true, it had to come in time.

"Kiss me Jack."