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Two hours. That’s how long Sammie had been working one Saturday morning. Her least favorite thing was having to bring work home over the weekend. She had been so focused on what she was doing, she didn’t even notice Chris sitting down next to her, wearing only his boxer briefs.
“What ya doing?” Chris leaned over, trying to sneak a peak of what she was doing.
“I’m trying to update my gradebook, respond the emails and plan for the week. Why? Do you have anything you wanna do?” Sammie continued to work, not look up at Chris.
“No, I was just wondering what you were up to. You don’t normally bring homework.”
Sammie closed her eyes, hung her head, and sighed. He was right, she normally didn’t bring homework. But this past week was so hectic she fell behind.
“You’re right. I don’t normally bring work home. It’s just I fell behind with the crazy week we had, I need to get all of this done.”
“What if I did something to cheer you up?”
Sammie looked opened her eyes and looked over at Chris who grabbed his guitar that was sitting next to the couch, that he had brought into the living room.
“Chris, no. Please! You can’t play your guitar, I forbid it!” Sammie couldn’t keep from smiling. She loved when Chris whipped out his guitar and played it for her.
“Oh yes! I’m playing, Babe. And there’s nothing you can do about it.” Chris propped the guitar on his leg and put his fingers on the right cords before he began to play one of Sammie’s favorite songs.
Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful
And I tell her every day.
Sammie rolled her eyes when Chris broke out singing. He knew how to distract her from her work and forget all the things she had to get done.
Yeah, I know, I know when I compliment her, she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so sad to think that she doesn't see what I see
But every time she asks me do I look okay?
I say
She smiled and shook her head as Chris sung the lyrics. It was one of her favorite songs the first of many songs Chris learned to play for her.
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl, you're amazing
Just the way you are
Sammie put her computer on the coffee table, stood up and held her hand out to Chris.
“You don’t wanna hear more? I thought you loved this song?” Chris furrowed his brows, confused why Sammie stopped him playing.
“I do love this song. But I would for you to show me how much you love me instead of singing to me.” Sammie smirked, cocking a brow.
Chris quickly soon realized what Sammie meant. He put down his guitar, stood up, put his hand in hers, and let her lead the way to the bedroom for what would be a whole different type of session.