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stopped her placing a restraining hand on her wrist. She knew if Sam lowered

the boxers, she'd do something totally inappropriate.

"It's okay." She told Sam softly. "I can see fine with them on." She lightly squeezed Sam's wrist before releasing it. Riley carefully examined the incision

line below the boxers before gently pushing them up to expose the rest of the

incision. She rotated Sam's leg to check the second incision. She ran her fingers

over the incision lines in an almost light caress. Sam couldn't help it she groaned

as Riley's fingers ran lightly over the inside of her thigh. Riley's head popped up

at the sound. She met Sam's passion filled eyes and swallowed loudly. Their

gazes locked. Riley didn't even notice her hand was still on Sam stroking high

up on her inner thigh. Before she realized what was happening Sam had pulled

her down so she was sitting on the bed facing her. They continued to stare at

each other in a contest of wills. Riley gave in first, licking her lips, and breaking

Sam's gaze leaning toward her slightly. Sam sat up and leaned down her lips

inches from Riley's. She pulled back at the last second trying to read Riley's

expression. Riley couldn't stand it anymore. She leaned those last inches and

met Sam's soft lips. The kiss was electric. This time Riley pushed for entrance

into Sam's mouth. As she swept her tongue into Sam's mouth and began to

explore she forgot everything. She didn't care Sam was a patient or that they

were sitting on her hospital bed with Sam's sweats bunched up at her knees. All

that mattered was the incredible sensation racing through her body. They

continued to kiss passionately for several minutes. Riley was panting for air

when they finally broke apart. Sam clutched her to her chest in a tight hug. Riley

had to have more; she lifted her head and went back to Sam's lips again kissing

her deeply. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they slowly slid off

Sam's back and around to her front. Riley felt Sam gasp in her mouth when she

began to knead both of her breasts through her t-shirt. Sam's hands came up

and returned the favor.

Riley would wonder later just how far things would've gone had they not been

interrupted. A sudden banging on the door was like a bucket of ice water being

dumped on Riley's over-heated libido. She jerked away from Sam and jumped

off the bed trying to block Sam from whoever was about to barge in. By the time

Riley called admittance and the door swung open Sam had managed to

rearrange her clothes and stood next to Riley.

It was one of the floor nurses. "Dr. Connolly one of your patients is asking for

you."

"Thanks I'll be right there." The woman left closing the door on her way out. Sam immediately reached for Riley. Riley stepped back away from Sam. She had to

get out of there. This woman was dangerous she made her forget everything,

who she was, what she believed in. Riley was terrified of the feelings coursing

through her body. Sam stepped forward again trying to take Riley back into her

arms.

Riley met her eyes; they'd turned the most amazing silvery blue. "I can't, I'm

sorry I just can't do this." She tried to explain.

"Why?" Sam demanded. "I know you feel something, you can't deny that!"

Riley felt the tears gathering behind her eyes. "You're my patient; I can't be

involved with you. It's unethical."

"Ethics be damned! I'm not your patient anymore." Sam shouted in frustration

snatching up the discharge papers off the table and waving them at Riley.

Riley felt the tears start to flow down her cheeks. She slowly backed away from

Sam. "I'm so sorry." She said reaching for the door handle.

"Riley wait!" Sam watched in disbelief as Riley ran from the room. She'd done it

to her again, kissed her senseless then insisted they couldn't be involved. I can't

believe it! That's the second time she's run out on me. What kind of game is she

playing? She slumped back down to sit on the side of the bed. I will not cry, I will not cry, she chanted to herself.

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Frank stepped forward when the door started to open. He'd heard Sam's raised

voice but couldn't make out what was being said. Riley ran right into him. He

grabbed her by the shoulders trying to keep her from falling. That's when he saw

the tears trailing down her cheeks. "Are you alright? What's wrong?"

Riley pulled away from him and ran down the hall.

"What the hell?" He rushed into Sam's room to find her sitting on the side of the bed her shoulders slumped and looking like she'd just lost her best friend. He

approached her and sat down on the side of the bed putting an arm around her

shoulders. She crumpled throwing herself against his chest and began to cry.

Frank looked at Cheryl helplessly, not knowing what was going on or what to do.

Cheryl sat down on Sam's other side. She didn't know Sam as well as Kim did.

Living in San Francisco, they didn't get to see as much of Sam as Kim and Jess

did; nevertheless, she cared for her sister-in-law and wanted to help.

"Sam... do you want to tell us what happened?" Sam shook her head never

lifting it from her brother's chest. "Do you want to go home?"

Sam nodded yes. Cheryl gathered up Sam's belongings and the three slowly

made their way out of the hospital. Sam never spoke a single word all the way

home.

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Riley wearily made her way home at the end of the day grateful she wasn't on

call tonight. She had struggled through the day haunted by her final glimpse of

Sam McKenna. She'd hidden in a patient's doorway and watched as an angry

Frank pushed Sam's wheelchair down the hall. Sam's face had been a blank

mask. Several nurses had said goodbye and wished her luck. She'd barely

acknowledged them. She looked so defeated it tore at Riley's heart knowing she

was the cause. She'd tried all day to convince herself it was for the best. She

threw herself down on the bed as the tears she'd been suppressing all day

finally poured out.

She woke to a darkened room. She sat up rubbing her eyes and decided to skip

dinner and just go to bed. She grabbed a quick shower pulling on a comfortable

tee shirt and boxers before climbing into bed. She tried to fall back to sleep

without success. Her thoughts drifted and a pair of silvery blue eyes appeared in

her mind's eye. She groaned rolling over onto her side. I'm not going to think of

Sam, she told herself , but her mind had other ideas. She was held captive as the images played out reliving the events of that morning. She felt again her tongue

in Sam's mouth their breaths mingling, the feel of Sam's breasts in her hands.

Then the scene changed. She watched as in her mind Sam approached

reaching out to gently pull her nude body into her arms. She felt the gentle touch

of Sam's lips on hers and the feeling of her arms surrounding her. Riley rolled

onto her back completely lost in the fantasy. Sam slowly lowered her to the bed

and began to caress her breasts. She kissed and lightly kneaded both breasts

rolling the nipples gently between her fingers. Sam leaned down tasting an erect

bud with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth. Riley moaned, her arousal

soaring. Sam continued to caress her sliding her hand down between Riley's