Hello darlings!

Now, I have an apology to make, I'm so sorry for neglecting this fic over the past few months. Work's been so busy (as always) and I've been fairly busy myself so as a result, I haven't had much of a chance to do any writing. Finally found some time yesterday to get an update written for you all though :D Sorry it's a tad short but hopefully, another one will be coming fairly soon, I hope!

Thanks so much to everyone who's read this fic so far and will hopefully be back to read this update too. The dedication of this part is split several ways: To My Dynamos, To Katie, To Laura and finally, To Shanice (hope you have a brilliant birthday tomorrow darling :D)

Anyway, enough from me, I'm sure you all just want the update, seeing as I've made you wait long enough.

So here it is, hope you all like it!

Lots of love Gem xxxx

Chapter Five: Distractions Aplenty

"That is the last time I decide to shower with you!" Donna complained as she finally left the bathroom with a towel wrapped securely around her body, with Sam following closely behind her.

"Awww, baby," Sam replied as he moved towards her, wrapping arms around her waist, resting his chin upon her shoulder, "don't tell me you didn't enjoy it."

Donna tilted her head slightly to the side so she could see him, "OK," she conceded, "I did but it doesn't change the fact that I'm not running late for Soph's wedding."

"You still enjoyed it though," he retaliated, "Oh God Sam! More, more more! Pleaseeeeee!" he mimicked her.

Donna reached around and slapped playfully, "you're such a bad influence on me,"

"Yeah, I am, but you are on me too,"

"So, we're as bad as each other then," Donna concluded.

"It looks that way," he agreed.

Donna smiled at him as their heads inched closer together before their lips met in a soft and tender kiss. They both pulled away, "now…I've got to get dressed and I know you won't be able to control yourself so I think it's best for both of us if you leave now…please," she said, trying her best not to make it sound like she wanted rid of him, on the contrary, she didn't but knew it was necessary, otherwise, she'd be a no-show at her own daughter's wedding.

Sam shook his head, "I won't leave. How about I just go back into the bathroom and lock the door?" he questioned, attempting a compromise.

Donna frowned at his suggestion, giving it some serious thought, "how can I guarantee that you'll actually lock the door?"

"Wasn't it you that was complaining about being late for Sophie's wedding?" Sam questioned.

"Yeah," Donna replied slowly.

Sam folded his arms triumphantly, "and now, you're stood here arguing with me, you're making yourself later,"

Donna sighed resignedly, "just get in the bathroom," she finally said, pointing towards it to emphasise her point.

He finally gave in, holding his hands up in playful surrender as he backed towards the bathroom. Once inside, he closed the door after him, not locking it as Donna had instructed. She stayed where she was, not doing anything until she heard the bathroom door shut. Little did she know, as soon as the door had clicked shut, Sam gently eased it open once more, leaving it ajar, with just enough room to peek through the gap. Donna unwrapped the towel from around her body and let it drop to the floor. Sam wolf-whistled at her and then bolted back behind the bathroom door, Donna spun around, she knew only too well who that was, "stop it Sam," she scolded as she began to get dressed.

"I can't help it," Sam called back.

Donna smirked to herself as she finished putting her underwear on. She slung her dressing gown on over the garments and sat herself down at the dressing table, applying the small amount of make-up she'd normally wear for such a special occasion. She needed to do her hair as well, she didn't have the time to do anything extravagant to it now, thanks to their extra-curricular activities in the shower. "Coast is clear," Donna called through to him once she'd done her make-up.

Sam opened the door and wandered casually back in her bedroom, his towel still wrapped around his lower body. He stood and watched Donna run a brush through her long blonde locks before switching on the hairdryer to dry it. As she was doing that, Sam began to get dressed behind her, ensuring that she'd be able to see him behind her in the mirror whenever she looked into it. She smiled at him as she caught sight of him doing up his shirt behind her and went back to drying her hair. Her eyes reverted back to his reflection as his towel dropped to the floor, drawing her attention to what the towel had been hiding, he looked into the mirror and their gazes locked once again, he smirked at her, knowing he had once again got her attention, therefore distracting her from the task in hand. He soon reached downwards to retrieve his boxers and trousers, still Donna's attention remained on him, not on drying her hair. "Now who's being distracted," Sam playfully taunted her.

"Shut up," Donna replied, "it's not my fault you insist on getting dressed in my line of sight."

"You don't have to look,"

"Yeah, but…" Donna trailed off, "you should know by now that I can't resist a peek at you…in all your naked glory."

"How nice of you to admit that…finally!"

"I think you knew that all along though,"

Sam nodded his head, smirking playfully at her. Donna rolled her eyes equally as playfully before going back to her eye, keeping one eye firmly fixed on what was going on behind her, he continued to redress himself, finally pulling on his boxers and trousers. Soon enough, she'd finished drying her hair and began to style it for the wedding, Sam sat himself down upon her bed and watched her movements intently, keeping a fairly low profile so he didn't distract her any further. "Right, that's done," Donna finally said, breaking the contented silence that had lingered for the past ten minutes while she put the finishing touches to her hair.

"Let's have a look then darling," Sam replied. Donna turned around in her chair, allowing Sam to see the finished product. "You look gorgeous honey," he added, smiling sincerely at her, "are you going to the wedding in your dressing gown or not?"

Donna smiled at him, "I'm not, but I think I might need a little bit of help getting into the dress," she said.

"Are you asking me to help you?" Sam questioned.

She nodded her head, smirking seductively as she did so, "please Sam, I'll make it worth your while," she promised him.

"Really?" Sam's eyes widened, "how so?"

"You'll just have to trust me, and wait and see,"

He stood up and smiled at her, "where is this dress then?"

Donna stood up and wandered over to the wardrobe, pulling the turquoise number off the rail and hanging it on the door as she undid the knot she'd tied in her dressing gown to keep it wrapped around her. The material fell open and she slipped it off her shoulders, Sam's gaze inevitably slipped downwards, his gaze noting the lacy underwear she'd chosen to wear for the occasion, "they look gorgeous," he murmured, "it's just a shame I've got to behave and keep my hands to myself."

"You'll get your reward later baby, I promise," she replied as she reached for the dress and slipped it over her head.

The dress slipped down over her body, clinging to her in all the right places, accentuating her cleavage, much to Sam's delight. "What exactly as it you needed my help with?" he questioned.

Donna turned around and threw a seductive smile over her shoulder, "I just need you to zip me in honey," she replied. Sam smiled as he stepped forwards, his lips pressed themselves to her neck, showering her in soft, tender kisses as he zipped her into the turquoise dress, his fingers lightly trailing up her spine as he did so, causing shivers of delight to run through her body. "Thanks honey," she said, "I really appreciate it."

"I'd do anything for you baby, you know that," Sam replied.

Donna nodded, "I'd better go and round up the girls,"

Sam nodded back, "I'd better go and change, because I don't intend on wearing these to the wedding," he said, meaning the clothes that he'd been wearing for most of that day.

"I didn't think you would,"

Silence descended between them, "I guess I'll see you there then," Donna finally said.

"I'm sure you will do,"

They both smiled and exchanged a final kiss before Donna opened the bedroom door and disappeared in a flurry of turquoise.

Donna entered the bedroom which Rosie and Tanya were sharing, "Girls! Where are you?" she called, upon not seeing any signs that either of her back-up girls were in the room.

Not long after, Rosie and Tanya came bounding through the door, "there you are Donna," Rosie said as she went to hug her best friend, "we were wondering where you'd got to, thought we'd agreed to get dressed for the wedding together….like old times."

"Oh God yeah," Donna replied, "sorry honey, it completely slipped my mind, I got a little…distracted," she added, a slight smirk creeping across her face as she uttered the last bit.

"Wait a minute," Tanya butted in, "I know that smile…Our leading lady's finally had some action," she added, smiling triumphantly.

"Has she really?" Rosie questioned, "so…who's the lucky guy?"

"Oh do shut up, the pair of you, you've got the wrong end of the stick…completely!"

"Oh have we now?" Tanya asked.

"You have, both of you, now let's change the subject, we've got a wedding to get to so let's get moving," Donna said as made her way towards their bedroom door.

Rosie and Tanya followed a little way behind, "we will get the truth somehow Donna," Tanya called to her.

"That was the truth, believe it or not," she called back, thinking that, for the moment, it was best to keep up the pretence but she knew they'd find out the truth soon enough, they always did.

Little did she know that the truth would come out sooner than she expected…

Thanks for reading guys! Looking forward to some reviews ;)

Just so you guys know, I am planning to end this fic within the next couple of chapters, unless anyone has any suggestions on how I could continue it, if anyone has got some suggestions, feel free to PM me :)

Love you all :D

xxxx