"What? Oh god, no." Sam pulled a face. "Not that I'm opposed to that. The relationship. Just the spell part." While she disappeared to change, he double checked the kitchen, searching all the crevices in the cupboard under the sink. Satisfied that there didn't seem to be any sign of spell-work anywhere, he dropped down onto the sofa.
When she came back, he continued his explanation. "I was checking on things for you. To make sure you weren't the one under a love spell of some kind."