No, but it still felt like too much. And Jack kinda felt like a teenager necking in a car too but he'd never had a girlfriend as hot as Sam Carter back then. Which made him wonder if Sam Carter was his girlfriend.

God, he could worry about it later. For right now, he was busy trying to help her out of her shorts. That was the easy part, considering Sam was on top. His boxers were another story.

"Get these things off me before I drive myself insane," Jack begged, long legs tangling with Sam's.