... small pout. "If you don't want to fail this project," he said, "we have to work."
Sam pushed back from the table and got up from her chair. "But we've already been working the whole day," she said, walking over behind him. She wrapped her arms over his shoulders and leaned against him. "Let's just take a little break," she said, breathing the last words right next to his ear.
The heat of her breath against his ear made Freddie shiver. He wanted to tell her no, that they had to keep working if the wanted to get her project done and wasn't that the reasons he had called him over here in the first place, anyway? But Sam's presence against him and the feeling of her hands now rubbing his chest through his shirt were making it very hard for Freddie to concentrate. So instead, he sighed heavily, removed his hands from his keyboard, and closed the screen on his laptop.
"OK, fine," he said, turning his head to look at her. He caught one glimpse of Sam grinning widely and couldn't help but smile himself as well as Sam brought on hand up his neck and through the back of his hair, pulling him towards her, kissing him heavily.
Continuing to kiss him, Sam pulled Freddie's chair out from the table and maneuvered her way around it so she was in front of him. Straddling h...