She finished her prosecco, "Well, I'm saying goodbye. I have to go, I haven't even unpacked yet," she got up."Really? You have to go already?" Cynthia tried to convince her to stay."Yes, yes. I have to get up for work tomorrow.""Same for all of us," Nate winked at her."Sam is right, I'm leaving too. See you tomorrow," Matt got up as well and waved to the guys.They headed toward the end of the dining hall, towards the reception.
"You guys are a great crew," Samantha decided to break the awkward silence.Matt laughed. "Yes, yes... we've known each other for a while, they're like brother and sister to me. I like their craziness.""Do you serve with Nate?" Samantha tried to gather some information."Since the beginning. We've known each other for 13 years.""Wow, that's a long time.""Yeah, and I've known Cynthia for about 4 or 5 years.""She's so sweet. Totally the energetic type. She quickly gives you a boost of good energy," Samantha smiled."Yeah, that's true. She's crazy and gets talked into some really wild ideas. She might tell you about them sometime," Matt laughed, "How do you like it here?""It's nice, I'm not here for the first time, but this is the first time for a longer stay," Samantha smiled.
They walked down a long hallway, nearing the elevator."So, unpacking?" Matt looked down at Samantha, who was a head shorter than him."Yeah, and you?" Samantha smiled at him. She had been smiling the entire time, but it was starting to give her slight cramps."I still have to take a quick walk outside with Chuck," Matt explained and added, "My dog."Samantha let out that classic sound of "aah." "You have a dog with you?""Yeah, he's my buddy. Want to walk with us?" Matt asked. The elevator arrived at the ground floor.
Samantha blushed a little. They both stepped in, and she pressed the third floor button."Well, sure, I can. I'd love to meet your four-legged friend," she smiled and turned toward the door, immediately rolling her eyes. She thought about how childish she was acting and how much hormones were controlling her."Alright, so we'll go to your place first, you'll change, and then we'll go for Chuck?" Matt suggested."Sure, that sounds good," Samantha agreed.
Soon the elevator chimed, and they reached the third floor. Samantha suddenly realized she had left her suitcase with weapons open in the bedroom. Even though it was unlikely they'd both get into the room, one never knew. Panic gripped her, and she suddenly rushed out of the elevator, explaining that it would only take a moment.Matt enjoyed her distractedness and walked slowly behind her.
Samantha swiped her card and hurried inside, leaving the door slightly open. She didn't want to appear suspicious. She stepped into the left door, grabbed the suitcase, and quickly moved it behind the bed, where, if Matt entered the room, he wouldn't even notice it was there."So, you're going to be staying here for the next few weeks?" Matt's voice came from the door."Yes, feel free to come in, I'll just throw something on quickly and we can go," Samantha shouted from the bedroom. She quickly took off the t-shirt she was wearing and put on a long-sleeve shirt. She grabbed the sweater hanging on a chair, put it on, and walked toward the entrance where Matt was standing.
He began to blush a little because, during the changing, he couldn't resist and had to peek through a small crack in the door that Samantha forgot to close properly. He had caught a glimpse of her bare back. A very nice bare back.He shook his head, trying to look away. "Look elsewhere, for God's sake." He turned toward the wall where his bag and coat hung.
"Okay, I'm ready," Samantha came into the entrance.She grabbed her coat and headband, put her shoes on, and they headed back to the elevator."Do you work in the media for long?" Matt tried to shift his focus away from the thoughts of her perfect naked body."Exactly four years and seven months," Samantha improvised.They soon reached the top floor, where Matt lived. They walked to the second door from the elevator. He swiped his card, opened it, and inside, sitting obediently with a wagging tail, was a German Shepherd.
"Hey," Matt greeted, and Chuck immediately ran up to him, licking him and barking in joy.Then, Chuck's gaze shifted to Samantha. He froze and waited for a command."Please don't eat me," Samantha was a little scared."She's a friend, Chuck," Matt stroked him.Chuck cautiously approached Samantha. He seemed to sense something about her and tensed up."He smells something from you," Matt said defensively and uncertainly.Could his intuition be wrong, and he had just invited a bad person into his home?"That might be true," Samantha said carefully as Chuck inched closer to her."Because I took these fantastic biscuits," she suddenly moved and pulled out the treats from her pocket.Chuck flinched a little, but as soon as he saw the biscuits, he began wagging his tail and barking like crazy."Wow, you scared us," Matt sighed in relief."That bad? I thought it would be funnier," Samantha felt a little embarrassed.Matt grabbed his coat and leash."No, it's fine. But when you work a job like mine, after a while, you start being cautious even on the street and don't let just anyone close," Matt explained as he locked the door.They walked back to the elevator together."Oh my God, you're so sweet," Samantha crouched down to Chuck and started giving him kisses. Chuck returned the affection."Don't spoil him too much," Matt laughed."He's extremely cute," Samantha stood up, and they both entered the elevator.