He froze as she began to undo his robe, merely staring down at her. Then, a sudden rush of warmth entered his body as her slim arms wrapped around his torso. A soft chuckle escaped his lips and relaxed his muscles while his arms enveloped around the girl. “There’s something called a jacket, my Alice,” he said while his cheeks turned a soft crimson red. Sam had taken up the habit of calling Alice my Alice. It felt… right to him. With his large arms still encircled around her, his chin went to rest on the top of her head. “Though, I suppose we can just share this robe,” he added with a laugh.
Sam looked down at her blue eyes, a grin quirking to his lips. “Stalking you,” he replied without hesitance, followed by a little laugh. And then he inclined his neck a little before looking back down at the girl. “I was around. Saw you, and here I am.” Well, he left out the part of him staring at her for a good ten minutes, though he’d rather dismiss that part. Lifting a hand, he pulled a strand of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.
For a moment, he just gazed down at her with the soft smile still on his face. Again, he would be fully content if he was just able to stare at her. “I missed you,” he whispered, and then cleared his throat realizing what just came out. “I mean, I haven’t seen you in a while, y’know? I miss my Alice time!”