.get.to.know.me.

.sam nearly coughed up his mouthful of coffee at her words... was she kidding? god, he hoped not. quietly, he set the coffee cup down upon the table, and his eyes slowly lifted to trek 'cross gaia's pleasant features. ya, the features that belonged to the girl he so undoubtedly loved... right now, she was looking pretty damn serious, and that ignited a soft smile upon sam's smoothly carved features. hesistantly, his hand left hers and slowly moved towards her face until it was gently touching it's side, smoothing his finger-tips 'cross her smooth cheekbone. inside, his heart was beating like crazy and sam was pretty sure he was undergoing heart failure at this very moment. the only thing keeping him alive, he assured himself, was the idea that he was about to try and kiss gaia moore, for the second time. after moistioning his lips, and slowly leaning forward, using his spare hand for support -- sam murmured,

"...with pleasure."

and that was it. that was the moment that he'd document as the 2nd best moment in his life, right after the past thanksgiving. it was like a fire lit as soon as his lips alighted to gently press to hers. in some ways, her touch was familiar, while in other ways it was new... but both ways, sam revelled in it. almost cherished it...
he was reminded of everything; thanksgiving, gaia-park-stalkings, a past chess game, everything was included. everything that involved gaia, that is.

at this moment... all that was clear to sam was that he wouldn't let her go again. no, never again. gaia was a disease, and she had infected sam straight to the bone. fortunetly, thought sam, this is one of those diseases you have to live with... forever.