Cold Blast: Part 5
Cathy
"Sorry Sam, Donna and I ate dessert. C.J denied me over lunch and I couldn't wait."
"That's OK, see if I had gone with you I would have made sure you got your dessert."
"I know and I told C.J. but she didn't care."
"She can be cruel that way." Sam teased.
"You don't have to work tomorrow I hope."
"No, what do you want to do?"
"Good then there is no reason for you to leave bed in the morning."
"Anyone ever mention that you have a one track mind?"
"No most men don't mind staying in bed with me."
"I bet, but you must date unemployed men if they can comply to your wishes."
"Or rock stars." Mara said with a sly grin.
"Cute, but I'm a fan and I happen to know they are all married. Josh on the other hand is quite worried about Donna leaving him to become a groupie."
"Josh is an idiot what can I say. I mean she may flirt and tease but there is only one man for her unfortunately it's Josh. She's such a smart girl why didn't she fall for you?"
"I don't know I'm just so irresistible too." Sam joked.
Mara leaned over, picked up Sam's hand and kissed it. "I find you highly irresistible."
"Thanks something tells me I don't need to tell you how irresistible you are."
"Nope but it's nice to hear. Want cookies Sam? I'll bake you a batch."
"You bake cookies? Doesn't seem like a thing you'd do."
"I'm a true original Sam, an enigma. You'll think you know everything about me and you won't know me at all. My own parents don't get me and they've known me all my life."
"Life with you is an adventure, I could use a good adventure."
"Could you really Sam? I've been offered a job in DC"
"With us?"
"No Sam I am first, foremost and forever a Canadian. I've been asked to be the Canadian Ambassador to the US."
"You're kidding right? Really?"
"Yeah really, but don't worry about your reaction, it's understandable. I thought Jed was insane myself. C.J's jaw dropped and she couldn't even form a word."
"You don't take no for an answer, you get what you want hmm....you're a good choice. I'd go in to battle with you as my weapon of choice."
"Oooh I like that Mara Whitford political weapon."
"You are a seriously warped woman but I hope you accept the ambassadorship because I was pondering the logistics of dating you and I don't think I could fly up to Ottawa every other weekend. The thought of not seeing you wasn't an option either."
"You were pondering the logistics of dating me? When?"
"Over lunch, Donna was going on and on about Bon Jovi and I can pretend to listen much better than Josh so I was thinking about us."
"That's very sweet Sam, so you want cookies or not?"
"What kind?"
"Chocolate chip."
"I'll help."
"Sam have you ever made chocolate chip cookies?"
"No but I'm very good at eating them."
"They are very simple and I don't need help. You can watch me though."
Sam got bored watching Mara slowly add flour to the batter. He quietly stepped behind her and started gently massaging her neck and shoulders. Mara closed her eyes to revel in the feeling for a few moments. Her mind wandered just long enough for a realization to set in. Mara wanted to spend a lot of time making cookies with Sam, she wanted to make Josh's blood boil and she wanted to be an Ambassador. She turned around engaging Sam in a long erotic kiss that left him breathless.
"What was that for?"
"I didn't think I needed a reason to kiss you."
It was then that Sam noticed the gleam in her eyes and he knew why she kissed him. "You never need a reason to kiss me. In fact Madam Ambassador I hope in the spirit of friendship between our countries you kiss me often."
"Oh I intend to." Mara said with a grin. She returned her attention to the cookies until the first batch was in the oven. She set the timer and heard the familiar opening chords of one of her favourite songs.
"Since I won't be with you at the concert care to dance?"
Mara smiled before wrapping her arms around Sam as they waltzed around his living room to Bon Jovi's Thank You For Loving Me.
It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me
I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words when I
Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Mara couldn't hear the instrumental fade out over the rapid beating of her heart as Sam continued the softest yet must erotic kiss she'd ever been given. C.J was right I am in love she thought. The oven timer forced them to end the kiss as Sam danced her over to the oven and dipped her to facilitate opening the door. Mara opened the door and looked at Sam.
"I need an oven mitt?"
"A what?"
"Sam do you ever use this oven?"
"Not really."
"Well you see you put things in here, turn the dials and it makes them very hot. You need an oven mitt to take the hot baking sheet out or you burn the daylights out of your hand."
"I bath towel should work right?"
"Sam what am I going to do with you? It will have to do for now. We're going shopping tomorrow."
"Can we do that from bed because you said you wanted to stay in bed with me." Sam asked as he went to get a towel.
"Yeah but after you make me a late breakfast in bed we can go shopping."
"I don't recall Chateau Sam serving breakfasts."
"Only for very special guests."
"Really you'd think as owner and manager I would have noticed that."
"You were probably just pretending to listen when you were informed of the special services offered."
"Services? What other services do I provide?"
"You draw baths, give massages, cater to my every whim....."
"I'm sorry you must have this places confused with the Ritz." Sam chuckled before popping a cookie in his mouth.. "Oh this is so good."
Mara picked up a cookie and bit in to it. The still warm chocolate oozed out of the cookie and dribbled down her chin. Sam leaned over and kissed the chocolate off her chin. Mara just looked at him and smiled.
"So when would you start?"
"January some time."
"I imagine you'd have to spend quite a lot of time here before taking over to learn the ropes. Chateau Sam will be more than happy to accommodate you."
"That's good to know since I intended on staying here anyway. The apartment is a little on the small size Sam and the food service is woefully lacking but you have one feature that no other hotel in this city does."
"Yeah a real key entry." Sam laughed.
"That too but the feature I was referring to was you."
"Are you trying to tell me you like me Miss Whitford?"
"Oh I definitely like you Mr. Seaborn. In fact I must admit you were the first pro in accepting the job."
"Thanks, are we going to create a conflict of interest?"
"Possibly a slight one but unlike C.J. I'm willing to take all bitter nay sayers on."
"You know Danny had a chance to become an editor thus diluting the problem for C.J and he didn't take it. It's not just C.J who is to blame."
"You know I find it very cute how you protect C.J. I know all about the editor position but as I told C.J herself why should Danny have to leave a job he loves? I could offer C.J. a job as my director of Press and Public Relations would Danny want her to accept just so they could be together? C.J is the one with the problem not Danny. If she knew I was on Fishboy's side she'd kill me so this stays between us."
"Oh I'm not setting foot near that land mine thank you very much. You call Danny Fishboy?"
"Yeah I just found it too funny when C.J was telling me about their conversation and it sort of stuck. Makes life easier when my IM pops up on her computer screen too. You've all got nick names."
"Oh really like what?"
"Jed is the Professor, Abbey is Doc, Toby is Mr. Sunshine: Sunny for short, Josh is the Idiot, C.J. is Stretch, Leo is the Princepal.and Mrs.Landingham is the General."
"What about me?"
"Seal."
"Seal?"
"Yeah I read a book once about Sammy the Seal and since I didn't know you and we rarely talked about you that's what I went with."
"Well I guess it's better than being Josh."
"Oh don't get me started Sam." Mara laughed as she put the second batch of cookies in the oven. She started opening drawers and cupboards in Sam's kitchen making a mental note of what he needed. The list was becoming so vast she started writing it down.
"Sam this kitchen is pathetic."
"I'm a guy what do you expect as long as there is beer in the fridge and chips in the cupboard I'm happy. I bring take out home most of the time. You actually go home after working all day and cook?"
"Not every single night but probably five out of seven yeah. I like cooking and baking they are great stress relievers. When I want something fast I make an omelet."
"I think that will be a fair trade, I share my bed and you feed me."
"If you are home when I eat that could work."
Sam and Mara spent the rest of the night talking and devouring the chocolate chip cookies. They both started yawning a little after midnight and headed to bed. Sam smiled when Mara walked out of the bathroom dressed in an over sized white T shirt and plaid Tigger boxers.. The look suited her and he couldn't help ahing when she climbed in to bed and wrapped her arms around the Tawny teddy bear that had been placed leaning on the pillows. Since her back was towards him Sam spooned up to her wrapping his arms around her waist leaving a soft good night kiss on her neck. Mara mumbled night and was quickly asleep. Sam set the alarm for ten and played with her hair until he drifted off to sleep.
Sam had no idea so many stores existed for house wares and wondered if there wasn't one Mara hadn't dragged him in to Saturday afternoon. The car was filled with bags of stuff that apparently he needed. Sam was sure that most of them were unnecessary but Mara was on a mission and he already knew better than to mess with her when she was on a mission. He wondered if Josh knew any of these stores existed and made a mental note to ask his best friend when he came over. Mara found a space to put every new purchase and warned Sam to not move them. Sam had no idea what most of them did so he knew he wouldn't be touching let alone using them. Mara disappeared to change and Sam ordered pizza for dinner. When Mara walked out of his room she heard a long slow whistle of approval and smiled sexily at Sam.
"You know I'm starting to agree with Josh. I don't think you should get any where near a rock band tonight looking like that."
"What in this old thing?" Mara asked knowing she looked like a million bucks.
Sam started his gaze at her feet clad in heeled brown boots, tight brown leather pants, a tight raspberry coloured boat neck shirt, a long brown leather coat over it and her hair down in relaxed ringlets. She didn't have much makeup on nor did she need it Sam decided. Her raspberry stained lips looked very tempting he thought as he pulled her in to his arms to kiss her.
"Behave." He whispered in to her ear as he pulled away.
"Sorry Sam I never behave at concerts. If I did I'd never get up on stage to dance with Jon or have him sing in my ear. Don't wait up." Mara kissed Sam quickly before picking up her pass, ticket and car keys. She slid her sun glasses on when she hit the street nearly bumping in to Josh.
"I swear Mara if Donna isn't at work Monday morning you are dead."
"Hmm on the road with the band or listening to you bark at her. I know where I'd be ." Mara said and got in the car before Josh could say anything more.
Sam barely had the door open when Josh pushed his way in. "Sam you have to stop seeing that Jezebel."
"Nice to see you too buddy. Sorry but I happen to like her."
"Why?"
"Why? Oh I don't know she's gorgeous, intelligent, quick witted and fascinating for starters. She laughs at my jokes, bakes cookies for me and when she smiles my heart stops."
"She's an egotistical trouble maker."
"So are you Josh but I still talk to you." Sam quipped.
"She'll hurt you Sam."
"Maybe but I'll take that chance. For the record I don't think she will."
"You can do better Sam."
"Than Mara? I don't think so buddy. In case you haven't noticed a President, Press Secretary and Rock Star love her which must mean she's a damn fine catch."
"Sam..."
"Josh I like her end of discussion. The beer's in the fridge and the pizza is on the counter or are you going to stand there in a bad mood all night?"
Josh's stomach grumbled and he picked up a piece of Pizza on route to the fridge and sat down on the couch to watch the hockey game Sam had switched on.
"You both look like rock stars and I look like your poor country bumpkin cousin." Donna lamented when C.J came to the door dressed in black leather pants a white T and a opened purple oxford shirt tied at her waist .
"Thanks Donna but Mara's the one with the rock star look." C.J laughed. "You look great."
"I look boring."
"Please Donna Josh would be drooling if he could see you now."
"Really C.J?"
"Yes now let's get this show on the road I hate being late."
"Tell me Josh" Sam asked as he reached for another slice of pizza "Did you know that Crate and Barrel, Williams Sonoma, Pier 1, Restoration Hardware and some other store Mara dragged me in to all carried stuff for the home?"
"Well that explains the soap from Bath and Beyond in the bathroom. It smells good."
"Iced cranberry I picked it."
"The fact that you remember the name freaks me out Sam."
"A lot about you freaks me out Josh so that makes us even." Sam said with a grin and ducked as Josh sent a pillow flying in his direction.
part 6
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