“Sam… I will move with you”. Cat’s mind had gone into overdrive with her thoughts of the matter at hand. But she came to the same conclusion she loved Sam and maybe a fresh start was all that they needed. When thinking about work she thought it maybe still possible to travel to and fro everyday.
Finding a smile on her face Sam relaxed her arm so it now limply lay in Cat’s hand. Settling back down in the bed, Sam made sure to look at the brunette to see her eyes. She noted they were glazed and she had shed a tear or two. The evidence plain to see as the skin surrounding her eyes was red and puffy. She loved this woman possibly more than she could ever love herself.

“Cat… Are you sure you seriously want to do this?”.

Cat thought for a second before replying, “Sam I think this will be good for us both. And I love you I want to give this all that I’ve got”.
Both women shared a kiss that delved deep as their cheeks brushed one another. The softness showed just how much they intended on keeping this unspoken promise between another. As Cat allowed herself to be brave enough to take the lead, initiating the battle of desire letting it take on life of it’s own. Sam crumbled under the dominance she was yet to discover; creating a pleasant but wanted heat between her legs. Knowing she wanted to top the brunette she felt herself melt and let Cat take the lead.

They both awoke a few hours later as their bodies were both truly spent. Sam had told Cat she would be moving within the next two weeks and if she was serious there was a few places lined up to view. Cat nodded taking in the overload of information. She would be saying goodbye to Glasgow in two weeks. Was that enough time to say goodbye to Ed, Tess and Jay? Should she tell Frankie… Was she even allowed to tell Frankie this information. Deciding probably Sam would not like for her to talk to Frankie she decided against the idea.
A few days later Cat began packing away her prized possessions into cardboard boxes. She had done nothing but think about the move and what it would bring. Explaining to Alistair the current situation had caused shit to hit the fan but somehow a compromise had be salvaged. She would now work two Saturdays a month and would leave the office a little earlier in the week. Cat herself was surprised that Alistair seemed to go for the idea. But he knew that by getting Cat to work some Saturdays she would do all the work he didn’t want to do. So he considered this a win-win situation.