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Chapter 9 - Forever

It was a most perfect morning as Sam and Cait woke up in each other’s arms. The sun was beaming through the curtains which produced a warm glow on their faces and lit up the room. They were in complete bliss. 

“Mmmm are ye really here? Or am I dreaming?” Sam’s eyes were still closed as he held onto her tight. “If you’re dreaming then so am I. And if so, I never want to wake up.” Cait snuggled into his neck, kissing him there and breathing him in. Sam lifted her chin, brushing away a few strands of hair covering her face, and softly kissed her forehead. He then moved to the bridge of her nose and then her lips. 

“This is simply the best way to wake up. I’ve dreamed about this since the day you left. To finally be here in your arms. It’s everything.”“And the day is just getting started,” Sam whispered in her ear.

“The sun feels so good on my face. I can’t believe it’s going to be in the 80’s here today and it’s in the 40’s at home! That’s it, I’m never leaving.” “Oh don’t tease me like that, Balfe, because you know I will happily hold you to that!” Sam’s chest twitched under her and she knew he was smiling. “How about we make some omelets for breakfast and then head out to Lion’s Head?” “I am quite famished,” Cait said, looking up at Sam with a playful gaze. “Oh there’s always time for that,” Sam said, biting his lower lip. He took her right then and there. “Well now I’m really famished,” Cait giggled as she rolled off of him. “What a coincidence, now so am I! For food this time.” Sam winked and planted a firm kiss on her lips as they got up and headed towards the kitchen.

They finished up breakfast and filled their backpack with some snacks, sunscreen and water.They arrived at Lion’s Head by late morning and began the climb up to the top. It was pretty steep in some parts, so Sam kept a hand on her lower back in case she stumbled. “Umm Sam, my back is a bit higher up.” Cait laughed not minding at all.“Oh did it slip down to your perfect arse? My apologies,” Sam said, smiling so hard his nose scrunched.

It was so crystal clear out, you could see for miles. The ocean was a magnificent blue with what looked like a turquoise glow along the edge by the shore. “This is the most beautiful view I’ve ever seen!” Cait’s mouth was agape, looking from left to right and spinning herself all the way around in awe, like a kid in a candy store not knowing where to look first. “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful in your entire life?” “Aye,” Sam responded, lost in her, softness in his voice.She gave him a playful shove, a blush emanating from her cheeks. “You are the most romantic man I’ve ever known.” “You make it verra easy,” Sam said through a smile as he took her hand, bringing it to his mouth and kissing her palm. 

“Now be careful over in this part, it can get a wee bit slick with all the rocks and sand clumped together.” Just as he said that, Cait slipped and braced herself with her hands, her knees skimming the rocks.” “Ouch! You weren’t kidding.” Startled, Sam quickly bent down to help her up. “Are ye all right, love?” “Barely even felt anything, I have knees of steel,” she said with a smile albeit a slight grimace. “Shall we go back?” Sam looked concerned.“I’m ok, really! Let’s keep going. I never feel any pain when I’m with you. But I think I’ll be holding your hand from here on out.” “Oh I can happily oblige with that request, milady.” Sam bowed and held out his hand. “I love how dorky you are,” Cait laughed as she slid her hand into his, their fingers interlocking. 

They continued to hike up to the highest point, taking in the scenery and a few selfies as well. They stood by the edge of an outstretched rock formation and Sam got behind Cait, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her neck. “Wow, this is the most beautiful view with the most beautiful woman. I still can’t believe you’re here!” “And you still have me for another two weeks,” Cait said as she laid her head back on his chest, turning her face up to gaze at him as Sam pressed his lips against hers. 

“So besides my clumsy nature, this was a perfect idea. And a perfect day.” “The day’s not over yet,” Sam said with a wink.  They spent some time up at the top, walking around and taking a few moments to relish in the view and in each other.  They took some silly selfies and lots of pics of each other and the scenery. They then sat down for a while, nibbling on some protein bars and water, while resting their legs before the trek down.

When they arrived back at Sam’s place they went out on the balcony and had a glass of wine. The air had gotten slightly cooler and the breeze felt so good against their body after the hike. “I could get used to it here,” Cait said with a deep sigh. “On second thought, I could get used to anywhere as long as I’m with you.” Sam reached over and gently stroked the back of her neck. Cait’s hair was still in a ponytail from the hike, and she was glistening. “Sam, I’m all sweaty back there.” “Like I would ever mind? You’re even sexier when you’re all sweaty, if that’s at all possible. He pulled her chair closer to him, and softly kissed the nape of her neck. “Mmm salty,” Sam said as he trailed his tongue up towards her ear.” “That tickles.” Cait shuttered as she instinctively brought her shoulder up to her ear.“I have an idea,” Sam said with a wistful look in his eye. “Oh yeah? What’s that?” “It’s a surprise,” he said as he got up and started to walk back into the living room. “Wait, where are you going?” Cait furrowed her brow, wondering what he was up to. “Give me five minutes and I’ll come and get you. Stay right there though. No peeking.” “Sam Roland Heughan, what are you up to.” He gave her a look. “Ok, ok, I’ll stay put.” And with a wink, Sam was gone.

Five minutes later, as promised, he came back out onto the balcony and got Cait. He put her wine glass down on the table and took her hand, leading her through the living room and down the hall into the bathroom. Cait’s eyes widened as she saw candles lit, and a bathtub full of water with suds building up along the sides of the tub. “You drew me a bath?” Cait’s voice was all high and squeaky. “Babe, I love this so much.” “I thought you could use a nice warm bath to soothe your body after that stumble, and clean off those scraped knees. And selfishly, I want to bathe you.” Sam put his arms around Cait from behind, squeezing her tight, planting a kiss on the cheek. “It’s perfect. You’re perfect. I guess I won’t be needing any of these sweaty clothes anymore.” “Allow me. It’s all part of the plan,” Sam said with a smirk.Sam slowly and methodically helped Cait off with her T-shirt, pulling it up over her head, followed by unclasping her sports bra and sliding it off, as well. He took out her hair tie, and her waves fell amongst her shoulders. Cait slid her bottoms off and turned to face Sam. “All ready! Bathe away.” And as she was standing so close to him, she could tell he was ready for something else entirely.

“In you go.” Sam held her hand as she stepped into the warm, soapy water.  She sank down into the tub with a pleasing moan as the water came just below her shoulders, barely covering the tops of her breasts. Sam was kneeling down beside the bathtub. “Mmm this feels amazing. You’re too good to me,” said Cait, turning towards Sam with her eyes closed as a smile radiated from her face.  Sam moved closer so their foreheads were touching, and instinctively their noses grazed against each other back and forth ever so slightly. “So how do those knees feel now? They look a little better than earlier.” Cait had her legs bent so her knees were now above the water. Sam leaned into them and gently kissed each one. 

“All better now. Your kisses work wonders. They’re magic. I’m cured!” Cait giggled as she caressed his chin, the scruff thankfully still prevalent on his face even after getting it cut for his new film. She loved the feel of his beard, especially as it brushed over her lips and face. He leaned over to kiss her, lingering as he always did on her lips. “Oh do they now? Where else might my kisses work wonders?” A mischievous expression crossed Sam’s face. “Oh I think you know,” Cait answered back, grabbing his hand and placing it between her legs. Sam caught his breath, letting out a sound from deep within.

He began to pour water over her back and shoulders, using a yellow ceramic pitcher he found in the cabinet. He filled back up and continued around to her front, spilling it over her neck and breasts. His other hand was quite occupied at the moment, with Cait squirming beneath his fingers. “Two questions,” Cait began, finding her breath....”why are you wearing all those clothes, and why are you not in here with me?” “Aye. Two verra good questions. I like tending to you in this way, being able to see all of you, and how enjoyable you feel right at this moment. But, I do believe there is room in there for me,” Sam said with a crooked smile. “Plenty of room. And if not, I’ll slide back up against you so we conserve more of the space.” Cait’s cheeks were beginning to flush at the thought. “Well aren’t ye the most thoughtful.” “I aim to please, sir.” And with that, Cait reached over and lifted his shirt up over his head. “Well this is a good start,” she continued. “Now off with those shorts.” Sam did as he was told, and once completely naked he stepped into the tub behind Cait. “Well now I’m enjoying this view quite a bit,” she blushed.

Sam slid in behind Cait, his legs outstretched in front of him with Cait leaning back between them.  He grabbed a small towel sitting at arms length on the counter, dipped it in the water and rubbed the bar of soap on it. He brushed Cait’s hair away from her back and ran the soapy towel over her shoulders and neck, moving down to her back. He then glided his hand along her back, feeling her smooth skin as the soap began to foam on her body. “Oh you can do that all night if you’d like. It’s ok if our skin becomes like a prune. You sitting behind me, thighs squeezing onto me and rubbing your hands against my skin? Yes, keep going please.” “As you wish.” Leaving the towel hanging over the tub, Sam’s hands then traveled around to her front, massaging her breasts, then sliding up to her neck and back down; the soap making everything more slick. He cupped her breasts again, squeezing gently and circling his finger around her nipples. 

Cait’s hands were under the water massaging his thighs, feeling him quite aroused behind her. Grabbing the soap from Sam, she lathered up her hands and reached back, caressing his face, neck and shoulders. His hands were still all over her body, now traveling down to her thighs, grabbing hold with a fierce need, while pushing himself against her. “Have I thoroughly bathed you to yer liking?” Cait reached behind her back, grabbing for him. “Oh that you did. You tended to me quite well. Allow me to return the favor,” she said as she slid her hand up and down his shaft, Sam biting into her shoulder with every stroke. Cait lifted herself up, knowing it wouldn’t be so easy in the water, and attempted to slide onto him. “Ok, this isn’t as easy as I was hoping,” Cait groaned as she just couldn’t manage to slide down. Damn water makes it difficult.” “Hmm how about if we try something new, with the hopes we don’t go toppling off the tub.” “I’m game,” Cait said with a quizzical look on her face. “The water is umm, quite drying, which is quite the oxymoron, but in this case it’s true. How about if I sit on the ledge of the tub, legs dangling in the water for support, and you sit on me the same way. I won’t let ye fall.” “I will try anything with you which results in you inside of me.” Sam stood up and sat on the ledge, grabbing the soap and lathering up his hands which he then covered on his member. “Oh I like this idea,” Cait said as she stood up, back to Sam, and slowly sat down right on him. They both let out a moan as Cait flexed her hips up and down while Sam held onto her, arching his pelvis simultaneously. Cait grabbed at his thigh with one hand and pushed her other hand against the wall. She was panting, her legs tiring, but she completely ignored the strain. “You come up with the best ideas,” she said as Sam’s hand traveled to her front, his fingers teasing her. It didn’t take long for both to find their release. Cait collapsed down on Sam, her full body weight on top of him.

While in bed, in their post sex glow, Sam reached into his nightstand drawer and pulled something out, keeping it tucked in his hand. “I have another surprise for you,” he said with an almost shy demeanor. “Another surprise? You’re spoiling me, Sam.” “Oh I hope so.” Cait saw his hand clasped around something and propped herself up on her elbow, grinning from ear to ear in anticipation. Sam scooted himself up on the bed so he was sitting a bit more upright.

“I got something for you soon after I arrived here in South Africa. Not to sound too cheesy, but,” Sam continued as he opened his hand. “It’s a promise ring. No matter how far apart we are, it’s always going to be you.”

Cait’s face was one of pure surprise and awe and happiness all in one. The ring was stainless steel with hearts etched into the band going all the way around. “Oh my gosh. Sam, it’s so beautiful. I love it so much. I love YOU so much.” She sat straight up, grabbing his face with both hands, kissing him hard on the mouth. “I love you more,” he said as he slipped it on her right ring finger. “I know the distance is difficult, but whenever you’re feeling lonely or if you ever doubt how much I love you, just look down and you’ll know.” “I’ll never take it off,” Cait said as she twirled it around her finger, amazed at this man in front of her. 

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Chapter 8 - I love you more

Winter was in full swing in NYC. The treetops lining the streets were covered in white powdery snow, and there were colorful holiday lights draped around lampposts, tree trunks and door frames of apartment buildings. Manhattan is such a magical place in winter. As Caitriona walked around Central Park, bundled up in her puffy ski jacket with scarf and hat, she wished Sam was walking next to her, holding her hand. Central Park will always be their place. That’s truly where she fell head over heels for this man who sat on the other end of that bench.

It had only been 2 weeks since Sam left, yet for Cait it easily felt like 2 months, if not longer. She missed his smile, his touch, how he made her laugh so hard without even trying. They spoke and texted as much as they could, but the time difference was becoming increasingly difficult, especially with his busy filming schedule. Cait had kept busy with auditions and meetings, but the nights were the hardest.

Lost in thought, Cait felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and reached in to pull it out. Her face lit up as she fumbled off her gloves to answer the call.

“Sam!”

“Hi beautiful.” Sam’s voice was soft and she could tell he was smiling as he spoke.

“Oh babe, it’s so great to hear your voice. I miss you so much.” Cait was grinning from ear to ear. Just the sound of his voice made everything better.

“I miss you more.”

“I don’t see how that’s possible,” Cait said as she found their bench and sat down. “Guess where I am right now?”

“Naked in bed?” Sam said with utter delight.

“Haha no. But I like where your mind is. Alas, it’s only 2pm here. And being in bed isn’t quite the same anymore without your body next to mine.” Cait sighed audibly.

“What I wouldn’t give to wrap my arms around that body of yours right now.”

“It kinda feels like you are at this moment. I’m sitting on our bench, where we met. Where, you know, you fell hopelessly in love with me at first sight.” Cait giggled.

“Mmmm I miss that giggle. And did I now? I believe it was you who couldn’t keep yer eyes off of me, Balfe.”

“I wish you were here with me right now and I’d show you how much I couldn’t keep my....hands off of you.”

“Oh Cait, I wish that more than anything too,” Sam said as he let out a deep guttural groan.

“So tell me, how’s filming going? How’s South Africa?”

“It’s been great so far! Long days but it’s such a fun experience. And South Africa is heaven. It’s so incredibly beautiful. Speaking of beautiful, when am I seeing your face?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” A wave of happiness flushed through her body at the thought of seeing him. She felt a warmth permeating through.

“If I had my way I’d have ye here with me every day. And night. I go to bed thinking about you and wake up the same.”

“Is 2 weeks from now soon enough?” As cold as it was on that park bench, Cait didn’t even notice. Seeing him and being with him again was all she could think about.

“Nope. Not soon enough at all. But I’ll take it!” Sam could barely contain his excitement. It’ll be a month since they last saw each other, in the flesh, and it was a month too long.

“I’ll be counting the days. I can’t wait to see you. I love you.”

“I love you more.” Sam kissed the phone and hung up.

Two weeks surprisingly flew by. Cait boarded her flight and knew she should sleep but was too excited at the thought of seeing him in a handful of hours. She was finally going to be back in his arms, exactly where she belongs. This last month without him was torture.

The plane touched down and she pulled out her phone and texted Sam.

Guess who’s in South Africa?!

Guess who’s waiting at baggage claim?!

Cait could barely stand it. She couldn’t get to him fast enough. She felt like the plane was taxiing forever. It finally pulled up to the gate and the doors opened. She was sitting quite forward in the plane for this very reason...so she could get to him as quickly as possible. Cait was wearing black baggy pants that tapered at the ankle, grey suede booties, a white tee shirt and her black leather jacket. She hurried down the hallway and onto the escalator. She continued to follow the signs to baggage claim, and there he was. Looking as handsome as ever with the biggest smile on his face, and holding a sign that simply said ‘Mo Chridhe.’ “My heart,” she mouthed, clutching hers.

Like right out of a movie, they sprinted towards each other, Cait leaping into his arms, legs wrapping around him. Sam spun her around, kissing her hard on the lips. “I can’t believe you’re finally here!” Sam was out of breath and smiling so hard. She dropped her legs to the floor and stood there holding him, eyes filling with tears. “Look at you with this dark, short hair,” she said as she ran her fingers through his curls, which were still making an appearance. “I love it. So handsome.” She softly kissed his lips, their foreheads now touching. “Let’s grab your luggage and get outta here, shall we?”

While waiting for the luggage to drop, Sam and Cait couldn’t keep their eyes off each other. She was leaning into him as both arms were around her, holding tight. His face was buried in her hair, breathing her in. Cait’s luggage came out right away and off they went.

They got back to Sam’s place in just under an hour. They talked and talked in the car, fingers interlocked the entire time, catching up and stealing kisses at the red lights. They finally arrived at his place and he grabbed her suitcase out of the trunk and wheeled it up the path to his apartment building. He was on the top floor, with a beautiful balcony view overlooking the marina with sailboat after sailboat all in a line. “It’s absolutely beautiful here, Sam.”

“Just wait until you see the view from the balcony.”

He unlocked the door and held it open as Cait walked thru first. Placing her suitcase just inside the door, Sam grabbed her from behind, his arms enveloping her, traveling up and down her body with a fiery passion. He couldn’t wait any longer. Closing the door behind him, Cait whipped around and pushed him up against the door, their lips and tongues finding each other in a matter of seconds. Sam grabbed hold of Cait’s thighs and lifted her up, her legs locking around his waist.

“I’ll give ye the tour later, Mo Nighean donn,” he mutters breathlessly into her ear. “Oh, right now the bedroom is the only room in this place I wanna see,” she whispers back.

He carries her down the hallway into his bedroom, not breaking stride, nor lip contact. Panting and pulling at each other’s clothes, they both topple into the bed. Sam rolls her over and gets on top, moving her hair out of her face, sweeping it behind her ear. He looks at her as if it’s the very first time and he can’t believe this perfect woman is his. He slowly and methodically unbuttons her blouse, not taking his eyes off her, exposing her black lace bra. He presses his mouth against her breasts, moaning with each kiss. Cait begins to stir under him, her pelvis reacting to his touch.

“Oh God, I want you so badly,” Sam utters with barely a breath to be had. “I’ve thought of nothing but this since the first night we were apart. Do ye want me?” Without a word, Cait grabs his shoulders and pushes him over, rolling on top of him, pinning him to the bed. She grabs hold of his member, which is throbbing with want and anticipation, and guides it under her. Sam’s hips shift in upwards, entering her quickly as he grabs her buttocks and pushes himself deeper inside. Cait’s moans become louder and louder. He has perfect view of her breasts as he continues to fondle them, reaching back to unhook her bra as it falls on top of him. He sits up, taking her nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking away. Uncontrollably, Cait reaches into his hair as she pulls his face closer, Sam now moving to her other breast. Arching her back at the sensation, she continues to gyrate on top of him, both of them moaning with pleasure.

“What was your question again? Do I want you? Have I sufficiently answered that?” Out of breath and beads of sweat forming on her brow, Cait smiles as she continues to flex her pelvis up and down. “Oh aye, you have answered that verra well indeed.”

They spent the next two hours in bed, two becoming one, buried in each other’s arms making up for lost time. Sam had a full week and a half off from filming due to the holiday and he was going to spend every single minute of that with Cait.

“So are ye tired or do you want to go exploring today? I want to take you to the most beautiful spot here in Cape Town. It’s called Lion’s Head. We’ll go for a wee hike! Ok, so it’s not quite wee, but it’s so beautiful.”

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Chapter 7 - Don’t forget about me

The sky was ominous, with thick dark clouds forming above. The wind was beginning to whip. The air was thick. A storm was approaching at full speed. It mirrored exactly what Sam and Cait were feeling inside, knowing that when they woke, it would be the day they’ve been dreading from the moment they met.  It was 7am and Sam and Caitriona were together, arms and legs enveloping one another in bed, sleeping soundly, at peace. From the looks of them you’d think they had at least another 3 months together in each other’s arms. The window was slightly ajar and a whistle was emanating through the screen, as the wind was becoming even more fierce. The rain was beginning to pour down.

Sam woke up first. Eyes flickering, moving back and forth under his eyelids. Her beautiful face was right in front of him when he finally opened his eyes. A smile formed across his lips. She was the love of his life. He exhaled heavily and wisps of her hair slightly moved over her face. He gently swept them away and caressed her cheek, not wanting to wake her just yet.

“I wish we could stay in this moment forever,” he whispered, mouth squished into the pillow, eyes still locked on her. Caitriona stirred, but was still sound asleep. Sam’s arms were still around her, and he gave her a light squeeze. His eyes shifted to the window as he got lost in the sound of the rain hitting the window almost like a tapping sound, as the tree branches rattled around. The storm was due to pass by late afternoon, well before his 9pm flight.

“How long have you been awake?” said a raspy voiced Cait, catching Sam off guard. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said with a smile as he leaned over to her lips. “Not long. I was enjoying watching you sleep so peacefully.”

“I wasn’t drooling or anything, was I?” She brought a hand up to her mouth just in case. “Ha. No, not at all. And I’d still find that sexy, even if ye had been.” “Liar.” Cait giggled and tightened her grip around him as he kissed her on the nose. He pulled her closer and they lay there listening to the storm brewing outside. “You know, this is the perfect day to stay in bed,” Cait said as she lifted her face up to his and tucked a stray curl behind his ear. “It’s as if ye read my mind,” Sam happily replied as he pulled the covers up over them both.

Their legs were still intertwined and Cait began to rub his back with her free hand, as the other one was tucked against his chest. Sam reciprocated with the same. No words were spoken as they let their hands and bodies do the talking. They began to kiss passionately, their tongues moving about together in a rhythm almost like a dance. In one swift move Cait rolled on top of him, pinning his shoulders down.

“Mmm so this is what ye had in mind, aye?” An amused expression crossed Sam’s face. “Among other things,” Cait said in a playful tone.  

She began to run her fingers gently up and down his chest, stopping briefly to circle  around his abs. “You feel so good,” Cait breathlessly uttered as continued to trace down towards his member, slowly moving her hand up and down in a teasing manner. Sam’s hands were in turn all over Cait, running up and down her back, moving to her front.

“Aye, you feel good too.” Sam moaned with pleasure as his fingers were now inside her, in and out, teasing her right back. Cait’s body began to tremble with pleasure, as she gyrated on top of him. She held herself up, putting her hand on his stomach as she arched her back. With her other hand she grabbed for him, and guiding him towards her, lifted her hips and slowly sat down, letting out a guttural cry as she did so. He slid deep inside, filling her whole. Sam’s eyes closed immediately and his face was one of complete euphoria as he reached for her hips, his pelvis rising and falling with every stroke.   Neither of them wanted to finish too quickly, but instead just be with each other, feeling every bit of the other in this way for as long as they could.

Afterwards, they fell back asleep, Cait in the nook and Sam’s arms fully encircling her. When they woke up again a couple hours later, the rain was beginning to taper off and the sun was starting to peak through the clouds. Rays of light were hitting the window and the white curtains began to look iridescent as the room got brighter.

Sam squinted from the rays pushing through the curtains as he slowly opened his eyes. “Och, I guess we’d better get a shower and have some breakfast.” “Mmmmm I suppose we should,” Caitriona grumbled. “I am getting quite hungry after our morning workout,” she winked as she burrowed her head into his neck. “And tis my favorite morning workout to do with you. Heck, morning, afternoon, evening, nighttime...take your pick.” Sam kissed her forehead and playfully patted her on the bottom. “All of the above, thank you very much. Why choose just one.” Caitriona lifted her head and pressed her lips against his.

They spent the entire day together, not talking much about the inevitable, but instead living in the moment and enjoying each other.

“So...ummm...do you need help packing? What time do we have to leave for the airport?” Cait’s eyes sloped downward and her shoulders began to sag. Sam lifted up Caitriona’s chin and his lips covered hers.

“I pretty much got all my packing done the night you were filming. I only have a few items left to squeeze into the suitcase. Let’s see, it’s only 4pm, so I’d say we should probably leave in a couple hours.”

Cait helped him pack up the last bit and piled everything by the door. The rain had now dissipated and the sky turned blue. It felt like a completely different day than the one they woke up to. Sam walked over to the sound system and put on some music. “May I have this dance?” “You are truly the sweetest, most romantic man I’ve ever met.” Cait took his hand and he guided her into his chest. She put her head against him and they swayed slowly to the music. She could hear his heart beating as she closed her eyes and lost herself in him. Sam’s arms were wrapped tightly around her.   ......

They arrived at the airport and walked over to the waiting group of chairs right before the escalator would take Sam up to security. This is where they would part. They both let out a deep sigh and smiled, but not with their eyes. Sam tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, sliding his fingers into her hair, landing on the back of her neck. He pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let go. Ever. “Don’t forget about me,” Sam said with a hitch in his voice. He wasn’t very serious but yet there was a sadness and honesty in his voice. He knew they would stay in touch every day via text and FaceTime whenever possible. But it wasn’t nearly the same as actually feeling her and seeing this beautiful woman right in front of him whenever he wanted.

Cait grabbed hold of him even tighter, trying to fight back the tears....“As if I could even if I tried. Which I would never ever do. You have my heart. And I know you’ll always keep it safe. As I will with yours. You’re never gonna be far away from me.”

They pulled back, arms still in place, locked behind each other’s back. They were now face to face. Both had watery eyes, and a single tear rolled down Cait’s cheek. Sam leaned in and kissed the tear away, then moved over to her lips. “Well now you’re all salty,” she giggled through tears. Sam smiled, licking his lips. “Aye, and it’s verra good salt.” “You dork,” Cait quipped. “A dork who loves you,” Sam said with such a tenderness in his voice. Simultaneously they’re hands slid down from each other’s back and they clasped, interlocking fingers and squeezing tight. Sam brought her hand up to his mouth and just held it there, lips pressed down, breathing her in.

“You’ll text me right when you land, right? Even if I’m sleeping, please do or I’ll worry. Although I don’t know how much sleep I’ll get without you beside me.”

“I promise. I miss you already.” Sam reached his hand up and palmed her cheek, gently rubbing her lips with his thumb. She kissed his finger as he paused on her lips. “Kiss me, Cait. But not a last kiss by any stretch. Just until the next.”   She sunk into him and wrapped her arms around his neck. They kissed like no one was watching, even though they were in an airport filled with people. Neither of them cared. They finally parted, foreheads pressed against each other.   “I guess you’d better go,” Cait said, voice shaking. Sam held onto her hand as he slowly walked away. Fingertips touching until the last moment. Sam smiled as he got on the escalator. “I love you,” he mouthed as he then disappeared from sight.

Sam got settled in his seat as the plane doors were about to close. He stared out the window, reliving those last moments with Cait.  Before he knew it the plane was taking off and he would be in Scotland in the morning. He reached into his bag for his headphones. As he was rummaging through he heard a crinkling sound and pulled out an envelope. His name was written on the front with a heart surrounding it. “A letter from Cait,” he said to himself, face lighting up. She must have slipped it into his bag while he wasn’t looking.

Sam took a deep breath and opened the envelope. They were now above the clouds, climbing to 35,000 feet.

Dear Sam,

Right now you’re probably thinking, when did she sneak this letter into my bag? Let alone when did she write it? Seeing as how you and I have pretty much been together for 3 straight months almost every single day, but you know me...I’m sneaky when I want to be! And I love surprising you as much as you love surprising me.  It’s also possible I snuck a few pics of you on my cell while you were sleeping the other night. Don’t give me that look, Heughan. Now when I go to sleep I can look at you and it’ll be like we’re together.  Of course I’d much prefer that sexy 6 foot 3 frame next to me....and under me...but...this will have to do for now.

Sam was now blushing. He read on.

I’ll miss your kisses, the way you look at me, the way you scrunch your nose when you laugh so big. I’ll miss sleeping beside you, pressed up against your soft skin. Watching your chest rise and fall with every breath while you sleep. Your Eskimo kisses. Holding your hand. Feeling your touch. Your gentle yet strong nature. I’ll miss that sexy voice of yours and how groggy it is in the morning. So if you couldn’t tell by now, I’ll pretty much miss everything about you.

I’m thankful that I do have a bunch of meetings with some producers about potential upcoming projects over the next couple weeks, so I’ll have some distractions from thinking about you every minute of the day. I’ll let you know if anything lands! I hope to come and see you soon. Babe, you’re gonna kick ass on this new film. I’m so proud of you. You better send me pics from set. My lips are sealed! Ok go get some sleep. I’ll miss you so much. I already do.

I love you. Xx

Love, Cait.

I can’t handle this!! CRYING 😂😂😂 Best thing I’ve ever seen!!!

Chapter 6 is up :).  Thanks for reading!

Chapter 6- We’ll find a way

The snow started to fall as winter was in full force. New York City looked like a magical wonderland with holiday lights lining the trees outside and the dusting of snow covering the street signs and railings of the brownstone. Sam and Caitriona were at his place, sitting on the rug in front of the fire with a blanket and a bottle of red wine. Cait was leaning back against him, sitting between his outstretched legs. He was stroking her hair as music was playing softly in the background.

It was 2 weeks until Sam was leaving to go back to Scotland, then off to South Africa to shoot his new comic book movie. Caitriona was wrapping on her film in about a weeks time. They spent just about the last 3 months together, seeing each other whenever humanly possible.

“Two weeks,” she paused, staring straight ahead. “I know we haven’t talked much about it, and I haven’t even wanted to because that would make it more real. What am I gonna do without you every day?” Caitriona’s voice was barely audible.

Sam buried his head in her neck and hair, softly kissing her on the shoulder. He squeezed her tight. “We’ll find a way to make it work. I can’t lose you now,” he whispered against her cheek. “These have been the best three months, possibly of my entire life. No way can or will I let you go.”

Caitriona swiveled around so they were face to face, crossing her legs in front of him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled the blanket up over her shoulders.

“But how is that going to be possible? Scotland, let alone South Africa is so far away. When would I even see you?” Her head dropped down and landed against his chest. He set his glass of wine down and lifted her chin. He kissed her softly, lingering against her lips. Letting out a pained sigh, he looked her right in the eyes. “I promise ye, here and now, no matter what we’ll find a way.” With his arms still around her, Cait sunk into him. They sat there holding each other for what seemed like an hour. The snow was starting to stick against the window pane, swirling around like if someone shook a snow globe. Music hummed in the background and the fire was crackling against the logs. It was simply the most romantic setting, but there was a sadness in the air.

“I kinda got used to you, you know. I blame you for it.” She gave him a light shove. This was the first giggle and smile that crossed Caitriona’s face all night. “Oh it’s my fault, aye? Well I blame you because you’re so amazing and perfect, how could anyone possibly stay away.” Sam smiled against her hair. They loved teasing each other the way they did. He just lived to make her laugh.

“Your giggle is my most favorite thing,” Sam beamed. “Your most favorite thing??” Caitriona’s eyes got big. “Ehrm, well, ONE of my most favorite things about you,” Sam said as he patted her on the butt. “Haha I thought so!”

Caitriona lifted her hand out from under the blanket and ran her fingers through his curls, stopping at the base of his neck she pulled him into her. They kissed passionately, a feeling of need and longing permeating through them. “Mmmm...can I keep your lips here with me?” Cait asked as she bit down and gently sucked on his lower lip. “Oh you can keep my entire body with you. And do with it as ye please. What I wouldn’t give,” Sam moaned.

Sam took her glass of wine, moving it onto the coffee table, and tossed the blanket off to the side. “In these next two weeks you’ll be lucky if I ever let you out from under me.” “Oh I’ll be lucky if you never do,” Cait murmured into his ear.

In that moment Sam pushed her down on her back, climbing on top. He pulled at her white, worn t-shirt and ripped it off over her head. She wasn’t wearing a bra and his hands and mouth were suddenly on her in seconds. He tugged off her gray sweatpants as she grabbed at his boxer briefs, yanking them down to his ankles. Her panties were quick to follow. She pulled off his T-shirt and they were finally both naked, filled with want and desire. Yearning for each other like never before.

“Make love to me, Sam, and never stop.” Caitriona’s body quivered with his every touch. He was hers and he always would be.

He found his way into her right then, slow and steady this time as their eyes were fixed on each other. It was almost as if they were memorizing each other’s face, every movement, every feeling.  Sam rhythmically moved inside her as beads of sweat started to form on his forehead. Their pacing began to quicken. Then slowed again. Then quicken once more. They wanted to savor every single moment of being together.

Leaning his head down, Sam lightly kissed Cait’s lips, not breaking stride, their bodies pressed firmly against each other.  Looking down at her, he began to caress her face, a smile crossing his lips.

“Cait.” He swallowed then caught his breath. “I love you.” His voice cracked as tears welled up in his eyes. “I wanted to say that to ye from the moment we met. I feel so unbelievably lucky that I found you. That we found each other.”

Caitriona knew he loved her for quite some time, but to hear those words, it brought her to tears. It filled her heart with such joy, such happiness. The kind of happiness she’s always dreamed about but never truly lucky enough to experience, until she met him.  She felt the exact same way. She had for so long.

Sam put his hand to her face and caught her tear, brushing it away with his thumb.

“I love you too, Sam. More than you know. There was something so special about you when we met on that bench. I felt an electricity. I felt alive. You woke up my heart. And when you asked me to dance at that restaurant, and held me tight....I knew right then and there that you were it for me. You’re my soulmate. My best friend. My equal.” Smiling through tears... “My favorite person in this world.”

There was a difference to their lovemaking that night. They’ve always felt a strong connection from the very beginning, but they became one in that moment.

“We’ll find a way,” he repeated again, making sure she really knew he was going to do everything he could to keep them together. They continued to make love until the wee hours, until they fell asleep in each other’s embrace.

They spent all of next morning in bed, with Sam briefly getting up to make her breakfast. He loved to cook. Especially for her. It helped to quiet his mind. He didn’t want to think about anything else these next two weeks but focusing on one day at a time with Cait. “For you, milady.” “Mmmm eggs and avocado toast. You’re too good to me,” she smiled as she kissed his lips. They lay in bed sharing breakfast, taking turns feeding each other and giggling all morning.  

“I hate to ruin the mood, but I have to work tonight. We’re doing a night shoot and I need to get home and prepare,” Cait groaned, looking up at him with a big frown. “Noooo,” Sam pouted. “I really don’t want to let you out of this bed.” He grabbed her into a bear hug and they lay together for another half hour. After smothering her with kisses, she headed out.

Cait was on set late that night when she felt her phone vibrate. She smiled and knew right away who it was.

So whatcha doin, pretty lady?

I’m on break right now. We’re filming exterior shots at a house. I’m so tired. You wore me out last night.

Cait saw him start typing right away. She saw the dots begin to form...

Oh and I have a few ideas of what I’d like to do to you right now, come to think of it.

A blush crossed her face and she looked around to make sure no one was watching. She was grinning down at her phone, biting her lower lip.

Sam, don’t you dare do this to me right now. I have to get back to work soon and at this rate I won’t be able to concentrate.

Ok, then I won’t tell you what I’m doing right this very minute.

Caitriona was more than tempted to ask, even picturing him, but she was due back on set in 5 minutes.

How about you just show me tomorrow. Deal?

You strike a hard bargain, Balfe. Hard being the operative word here. Oh oops, I’ve said too much. You need to get back to work so I’ll let you get to it.

Flushed now, Caitriona thought of nothing  but seeing that for herself.

Oh you’re gonna get it for that, Heughan.

I’m counting on it. Until tomorrow. Have a good rest of the shoot. I can’t promise I won’t...handle something on my own while I think about you tonight.

Sam, you definitely don’t play fair. And I like it. Until tomorrow.

And with that she put her phone away and got back to set.

Caitriona slept most of the day after she finished filming. She barely heard her phone ring around noon.

She picked it up and uttered a groggy hello.

“Did I wake you?” Sam’s voice was soft, almost at a whisper.

“Mmmm sort of, but it’s a great way to wake up. Well, second best way.” Even though Caitriona was half asleep, she always had naughty thoughts about Sam.

“Oh good answer.” There was more of a pep in his voice now after hearing that. “So the reason why I called, other than to simply hear your voice, is to cordially invite you to drinks at MOMA tonight, followed by dinner at my place. MOMA is having a new artist unveil some pieces so there’s a bit of a reception. Thought it might be fun. Will you do me the honor of having the prettiest girl on my arm tonight?” Sam was holding his breath even though he knew she would say yes. Or rather hoping.

“That sounds perfect,” she said smiling into the phone.

“Great! I’ll pick you up at 6.”

“It’s a date,” Cait said, giddy with excitement. “Hey, Sam,” she paused, taking a breath. “I love you.”

I seriously cannot with them and the way they look at each other ❤️❤️❤️

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