Sam's POV
I see Colby come out of the jail finally free after spending the night. I move to hug him but he stops me.
"I need a shower," he says.
I drive him to our hotel room and he immediately hops in the shower. I sit on the bed, happy that he's out and safe. He gets out of the shower and collapses on the bed next to me.
"I'm so tired," he mumbles, yawning. He looks at me with puppy dog eyes. "I can't sleep, I'm scared."
I wrap my arms around him and run my fingers through his hair. He lays his head on my chest and closes his eyes.
"thank you Sam," he says from his place on my chest.
"of course Colbs."
"I love you Sammy," he mumbles.
"I love you too babe," I say.
"Babe?" he asks, sitting up.
"Is that okay?"
"Perfectly okay. I love it," he says, cuddling up to me again.
"I'm so glad you're out," I say.
"Me too. I'm glad I'm here with you. This is perfect," he says.
I lean in and our lips meet. Sparks fly and I melt into the kiss. All my worry about him in jail evaporates and all I feel is love and happiness.
