Sam was a little caught off guard by his question. He really hadn't thought about his actions as that of someone who was in love. "Love?" he let out a small snort, "That's a bit much, wouldn't you say Evan? I mean..." Reaching up he rubbed the back of his head nervously. He knew what his feelings were. They were hard to explain and he wasn't sure he wanted to voice any sort of real love this early.
"I believe I've told you this before, Evan. He's not into politics. I don't want to force that on him. If you want to meet him, sure! You're my friend and I would be proud to let you meet him but no talk about PAM okay?"