"Wait, I'll come down with you."

Sam nods and presses the open-door button in the elevator. Spencer jogs into the confined space with her. A quick acknowledgement of each other with cool smiles before they each face forward respectfully, their expressions neutral and solemn. Sam waves goodbye again to Carly as the 8-C apartment disappears behind the gray door.

They haven't used the stairs for quite some time now - at least not when the both of them are in the building at the same time - but that's not suspicious, is it? She's always had a well-known aversion to any form of exercise, and he was transporting his huge, crazy contraptions in the elevator often enough.

Plus he was Carly's older brother and she was Carly's best friend. No one would suspect anything out of the ordinary to happen between them…right?

Only when the door slides completely shut do they frantically lunge at each other, and suddenly her back is pressed up against the cool metal wall, but Sam doesn't even notice the coldness because Spencer's warm, inviting hands swiftly, yet gently, cup her face. Hers are wrapped around the back of his neck. The intertwined couple kiss urgently.

Sam thinks it's funny because they're descending, but her heart feels like it's floating, it's free.

The ding faintly heard between gasping breaths and slight moans indicates the end of their brief tryst. Before the door slides open and they step out into the lobby, a respectful foot of space is reluctantly created between them as they face front once more. With fast, sloppy adjustments of straightening shirt collars and patting down hair, no evidence of their passionate encounter remains.

Before he steps out first, Spencer turns slightly towards Sam and flashes her a quick wink and his famous half-grin. Sam coyly smiles back, a playful twinkle in her eye, and that's enough for the both of them.

Sam's heart beats slightly quicker. She can't wait for the elevator ride back up.

A/N: Let me know what you thought of it! :)