"Darling I'm home!" Sam shouted as he pulled his suitcase through the front door.
He looked around, confused as he didn't hear or see anyone in the house.
"Clearly she missed me" he muttered under his breath as he went upstairs, annoyed Connie didn't seem to be around to welcome him home after a week away.
Sam sighed and carried his case up the stairs and into their bedroom.
A smile soon broke out on his face, she was suprising him.
Music was coming from the bathroom, the door was closed but light was coming from underneath it, and a lovely scent coming from the room.
Sam dropped his jacket to the floor, then lifted the handle pushing open the door.
His face fell as he looked at the sight in front of him.
Connie gasped loudly, "I thought you weren't home till tomorrow!" she said, as she sat in the bathtub between Jacob's legs as he cupped her breasts.
"No. It was written on the calendar! But it shouldn't be an excuse for you cheating on me! What the fuck Connie?!" Sam shouted.
"I...we...wait downstairs" Connie sighed, she had attempted to find the words to say but soon admitted defeat to herself. She couldn't say sorry, because she wasn't, couldn't say it wasn't what it looked like, because it was, couldn't say it meant nothing, because it meant everything.
Sam glared at them both angrily then walked out, slamming the bathroom door behind him.
"What do we say?!" Jacob asked.
"Nothing. We don't say anything" Connie replied as she got out of the bath, hurriedly drying herself.
"Babe we have to say something! You told him to wait downstairs for us" he told her as he too got out.
Connie chucked his clothes at him quickly then began putting hers on, "we aren't going downstairs. Or atleast not in the conventional way" she said then ran into the bed room.
Jacob finished putting his top on over his head then followed her, seeing her opening the bedroom window.
"What the hell are you doing?!" he asked.
"We, not just me, are climbing out onto the ledge then down the drain pipe. Let's go, use that arm strength Jacob" Connie replied.
"You're joking right?" Jacob said in shock.
"Nope. Down you go" she told him, moving out of the way to allow him to get through the window.
"You'll be the death of me one day Beauchamp!" he replied then climbed out onto the ledge.
Connie soon followed, taking his hand to steady herself.
Jacob shimmied himself down the drain pipe a little before jumping down, with Connie soon following his actions so he could lift her off.
"Connie I'm not waiting around for you to come up with a story! Explain now!" Sam shouted as he walked into the bedroom.
"Connie?!" he said as he looked around then noticing the window open.
"Get back here you whore!" he shouted, only to see Connie turn and put her middle finger up to him before climbing into the car with Jacob and speed off.
