For the next few minutes, Sam just stops thinking. It's not really a conscious decision; it's more like a little switch flicks off when Jack holds her closer and she's so wrapped up in the business of kissing him that she forgets that it's a day she ought to be wary of, forgets that she dressed up to not actually go anywhere, and just loses herself in Jack. Her hands slide under his jacket and his heartbeat thuds against her palm.