It had been fun watching everyone play and she'd been right. Without slipping in a cheat here and there, she wouldn't have stood a chance. Watching Sam, though, especially from behind, had been a treat. Then he'd been eliminated and led her upstairs.
The second she walked into his bedroom, though, every thought of going 'slow' flew out of her head. She stood next to his door and stared at him.
"Sam?" Everything in the room felt like him. "It's very you."