Sam tugs at his tie, loosening it, and her fingers curl between the buttons of his shirt. It's been a year since Jack, her Jack, disappeared, and it's been so long since she's had this that it's intoxicating and she feels like she needs to hold on for dear life. Which is crazy, but there it is. This Jack doesn't quite know all the ways to push her buttons yet, but he's figuring them out very quickly. Very quickly.
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