Jess yawned, a soft, content smile on her face as she saw Sam walk into the room. "Hey." And Sam just smiled right back at her, slipping his jacket off.
"I told Brady I'd ask you if you wanted to go over to his "little get-together" tonight. Please say no."
She didn't really want to go. But teasing Sam was always fun. "Come on, Sam, it's Brady's place, it'd be fun." He raised his eyebrows at her.
"Brady's place. Fun. In the same sentence. I feel like this contradictory." She laughed her beautiful laugh (all of her laughs are beautiful), throwing her head back. God, he was in love with her.
"Point taken. How about we just lay in bed and pretend to be watching a movie but really we're just making out. "
"Now that's my kind of party," he responded as she pulled him onto the bed, smirking.
