Sabrina and Sam
Sam smiled softly, and gladly at her answers. He had not doubted her, but well, he had been afraid, for a moment, that he might be wrong about her. But he was glad he was not so.
At her words, he laughed and he hugged her close, pressing a kiss to her cheek near her ear, a puff of hot breath against said ear as he said, softly, "I always will have your back, Sabrina. And not just because of your very cute rear."
A little flirting was not bad, right? Right. Even if his cheeks were now a little red as he stood back to where he was.