“Oh shit!” Cat is looking the phone; “I would” what?

“I would listen to you?”

“I would forgive you?”

“I would forget you for ever?”

What did Sam mean with that “I would”

“And now what can I do? I need she listen to me even if for few minutes. Shit, shit, shit… ok, she is at work and I’ll go there”.

“ Oh my God it has been so difficult at the phone…how can I talk to her directly… where to find the courage? ”

Sam has spent all the afternoon out, under the rain, when she goes back to the office is dripping wet and cold. “How long is this damn shift lasting? I need to sleep… what a miserable Sunday…and Cat’s call…oh my God I don’t think it could still hurts me so much, once and for all I have to forget her”

Sam is walking looking at her soaking boots when…

“Hi …” Sam suddenly rears her head and watch Cat seated on a chair near her office

“Oh Christ, it’s a nightmare… I’m so tired, I’m not able to talk to her ….now” Sam thinks

“What do you want?” her frosty voice again

“You look so tired” Cat looks so worry

“Really?”

Sam walks into the office and Cat follows her; the searge takes off the raincoat and the wet shirt is completely stick to her body

“I don’t think I invited you to come in” but Cat isn’t listening, she is enjoying her body

“You are so beautiful….” And then as if she waking from a dream “I’m sorry….the shirt….on your body…”

“Looks Cat I’m sacking, I’m tired and I have to finish this fucking long shift so, for the last time, what do you want?” Sam says, away as possible from her.

“I told you, I want to try to explain what happened and why. I know I hurt you but ….oh Jesus… Sam I can’t continue …I can’t take my eyes off you … that wet shirt sticks to your body is driving me crazy”

A slight smile appears on Sam’s lips “ I go to change my clothes” and she leaves the office.

Cat is nervous; she doesn’t know how to think, sometimes Sam seems so far and just after she gives her a glimmer of hope.