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Ainsley pinches at the bridge of her nose, trying to fight off the will to sleep. It's been so busy in the White House ever since the President had started to call meetings with a good deal of the legal staff, which meant they weren't available for the day-to-day and Ainsley's workload had dramatically increased. It meant that it was pushing ten at night and she's genuinely unsure if she should leave.

What she wants now, more than anything, is just a night off. The trouble is, if she's here, then she's tied to her phone and that means it's not really relaxing. What she needs is that hotel. Whatever strange logic governed it meant that no time had passed since she and Sam had accidentally wandered into it and right now, she loves the idea of a weekend away when all she does is sleep and relax and rest.

There are two problems in this.

The first being that she can't find a door that opens there and the second being that she doesn't want to go alone. She begins the long walk up from the Steampipe Trunk Distribution Venue towards Sam's office, not surprised to still find him at work. She raps her knuckles lightly on the glass separating his office from the bullpen and pokes her head in the door.

"Do you ever wonder what our lives would be like if we had normal 9 to 5 jobs?" she wonders, in place of an actual greeting. "I don't know what I'd do with myself, honestly."

Date: 2014-12-15 01:25 am (UTC)
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Sam slides his hands down and wraps them around her waist, pulling her closer. He has never realized before now just how small Ainsley is. Her personality is bigger than life and she can eviscerate smarter men than him with just a few phrases but at the end of the day, she's smaller and more delicate than he expected.

He deepens the kiss a little more, realizing just how desperate he is for this and how long it's been that he's wanted it.

Date: 2014-12-18 03:16 am (UTC)
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Sam chuckles a little. "You're a tough woman to impress, Ainsley. That was probably one of the better kisses in my short life. Of course, I have a lot of experience kissing, so maybe my breadth of knowledge on the subject should elevate your opinion on your aptitude for kissing."

Date: 2014-12-20 11:14 pm (UTC)
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Sam winces a little. She has a point. Actually, she has a very good point but he's always suffered from a terminal case of foot in mouth disease.

"Since I can't be trusted with elocution right now, would you like to give me another chance at kissing?"

Date: 2014-12-22 03:32 am (UTC)
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Sam settles next to her and smooths one hand over her hair, just playing with it a little. He's always loved Ainsley's hair.

"I would love to try again," he says lowly, leaning in to kiss her soft and slow.

Date: 2014-12-25 12:17 am (UTC)
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"Yeah? I guess I can be taught." It's a good thing because he's not really looking to mess things up with Ainsley right when they've just begun.

Date: 2014-12-27 07:28 pm (UTC)
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"I never accept defeat. I only concede when they tell me that I have to," Sam says brightly. It's true. It's a good thing he's never actually run for very many elected offices because he's not very graceful about calling it off early and congratulating the winner. He'd rather stick it out until the end even if his ship's sinking and he's bailing it out with his hands.

Date: 2014-12-29 01:25 am (UTC)
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"I'm not wrong as often as you think I am," Sam says, getting a little hot under the collar and defensive. Nobody pushes his buttons like Ainsley and even when he recognizes she's doing it, he can't help but take the bait. It's why he's so fond of her.

"I'm thinking I'm probably not wrong about how good we're going to be together. How wrong am I about that?"

Date: 2015-01-01 02:47 am (UTC)
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"Josh can stuff it," Sam decides. He knows he'll get a little shit from Josh and Toby and the others but ultimately, deep down, they'll know it's a good match. There's no way Sam can be happy with someone who can't go head to head with him on occasion and he and Ainsley seem to be on the same page about the things that truly make a relationship work so he isn't worried.

"I'm happy and my happiness is wrapped up in you."

Date: 2015-01-03 03:18 am (UTC)
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"Leo would say that he told me so," Sam says, grinning helplessly at her. "I've been into you for a long time, Ainsley, and most of my friends know it. I'll be teased mercilessly and I won't care a single bit."

Date: 2015-01-05 12:13 am (UTC)
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"Since you destroyed me on national television." There's no sense in being anything but honest and he has to be honest right now. There's no way he can say with a straight face that he hasn't been into Ainsley since he met her.

Date: 2015-01-07 11:58 pm (UTC)
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"That's up to you," he says, grinning at her. "I mean, of course I want to but I want to be sure that's what you want before we go there."

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