Sara snuggled closer and automatically the arm around her shoulder pulled her in. They were cuddling on the couch in his home theater, watching a classic Hitchcock film. It seemed the only movies they could readily agree on were the classics. Hanging around watching movies hadn't been their original plan for the day. They had discussed taking his yacht for a trip along the coast but rain and high winds convinced them a day on the water might not be the best idea. Despite the change in plans, she wasn't complaining. In fact she found their current situation more enjoyable than a day on the water. When she returned home in a few days, it would be these moments she’d miss the most. Living and working in DC didn't leave much time for nights like this. Although even if she did have the opportunity, she wouldn't want to spend the time with anyone else.
Christopher was slowly working his way into her heart. Not only did they share many of the same values, but he was also kind and truly seemed to care about her, not just her last name. He asked questions about her likes and desires and he answered any questions she asked. She wouldn't call what she felt love, yet she suspected her feelings could easily turn into that. And while she knew her own feelings well, she couldn't gauge his. Instinct told her he wouldn't risk his friendship with Jake for a short fling. The two had been friends for too long. Still that didn't mean his feelings ran as deep as hers.
Either way when she returned to Washington their relationship would endure its first big test. Many couples, regardless of how long they'd been together, couldn't survive a long-distance relationship. The stress of not seeing each other combined with the already present stresses of life often proved too much even for the most dedicated couples. Not that close proximity guaranteed a successful relationship, but it did help. Right now neither had a choice. Either they try the long-distance thing or call it quits when she boarded the plane in a few days. And although she hadn't been considering a relationship with anyone a few weeks ago, she wasn't ready to give up on this one yet.
"Are you up for another movie?" Christopher's arm left her shoulder as he leaned forward to retrieve the remote control.
Immediately, she missed the physical contact. "Sure how about a Bogart or Sinatra film this time?" She could only handle Hitchcock in small amounts.
Christopher pulled up a list of movies stored in his library on the screen and opened the classics folder. "Tell me when you see something you like."
She read and dismissed half a dozen titles before something caught her eye. "Sabrina," she said, picking the original Bogart version.
Christopher threw her a “you're kidding me expression” but selected the movie. "Is this your way of sneaking in a romance movie?"
Sara clenched her teeth together to keep from smiling. "I don't know what you're talking about. This movie is a classic. They even remade it back in the nineties."
"The classics can be romantic films too. Ever heard of Gone With The Wind?" Tossing the remote down he settled his arm around her again. "The things I'll do for you," he said with exasperation before lowering his head and kissing her.
The slow leisurely kiss continued through the opening credits and Sara only pulled away when she heard the first lines of the movie. “Maybe we should save this for later. The movie started.”
“Or we can save the movie for later,” Christopher whispered in her ear, his warm breath a caress against her skin.
Her heart jolted and her pulse pounded at his suggestion. “We could,” she answered in a silky voice. Turning toward him she put her arms around his neck. In response his arms encircled her waist, anchoring Sara against his body as his hands slipped under her shirt and caressed her back. The gentle feel of his hands on her skin sent a warm shiver through her. Jerking away suddenly, he reached for the hem of her shirt. With a quick tug he pulled it up and over her head. Placing both hands on her shoulders, his gaze focused on her face before moving downward.
When his hands moved across her skin toward her bra, she almost moaned. Taking his time he traced the outline of her lacy bra before finally unhooking the clasp between her breasts.
“I think you like teasing me,” she said, her breathing uneven.
“You have no idea,” Christopher said just before his tongue darted out and licked her nipple.
In response Sara jumped as the intimate contact sent her desire into overdrive. Christopher took his time teasing one nipple before changing and lavishing his attention on the other. By the time he finished, Sara's whole body burned and tingled.
“Now might be a good time to go upstairs.” Christopher picked up her T-shirt and handed it to her with a wicked smile on his face. “The movie will still be here later.”
Sara pulled the shirt over her head. If his sister wasn't currently staying with him, she'd suggest they not waste anytime and stay right where they were. “Let’s go.”
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