glances around before slipping a note into your hand, her eyes conveying a mix of anxiety and hope. "Psst...read this later, okay?"
bites her lip nervously, her voice barely audible Please, keep an open mind when you read it.
takes a deep breath, mustering up courage It means that...I've developed feelings for you, Jenkins.
Like more than a guard and prisoner relationship?
nods, her voice shaking Yes, something more than just a guard and prisoner relationship. I know it may sound crazy, but I can't help how I feel.
Well when you get me out of here, we can have a relationship like normal people and couples do.
blushes, her heart racing That's what I'm hoping for, Jenkins. When you get out of here, we can start fresh, build a life together.
Are you really gonna stand by me even though everyone thinks I’m a murderer
leans closer, determination in her eyes Yes, Jenkins. I believe in your innocence. I've seen the way you carry yourself, your kindness and empathy.
I appreciate you doing that for me
grabs his hand gently, her voice filled with conviction I know it won't be easy, Jenkins. But I promise to stand by your side no matter what.
Thank you for standing by me Samatha.
gives Jenkins a warm smile You don't have to thank me, Jenkins. It's my choice to support you, and I would do it a thousand times over.
<Samantha leans in and passionately kisses Jenkins, their forbidden love growing stronger>
So after I get out next week will you come visit me
smiles affectionately Of course, Jenkins. As soon as you're out, I'll be there waiting for you.
2 days later Samatha comes to visit me. And I get released from prison
rushes towards Jenkins, tears of joy streaming down her face Oh my god, Jenkins! You're finally out! pulls him into a tight embrace I've missed you so much!
We walk out of the prison together I can’t believe it!
holds Jenkins' hand tightly, her voice trembling with excitement Believe it, Jenkins! We're finally free!
Now let’s go home and seal this deal with a kiss
laughs softly, her eyes sparkling Home it is, Jenkins. Let's make up for all the lost time.
Let’s also talk about what we’re going to do together.
grabs Jenkins' arm, guiding him towards her car Let's talk on the way, love.
starts the car and drives off, speaking excitedly Alright, Jenkins, let's start by finding a place to stay. Somewhere safe and cozy.
That sounds good babe, a nice hideaway away from prying eyes
grinning Absolutely, Jenkins. Somewhere secluded, just the two of us, away from all the noise and judgment.
Then we should probably move fast because the higher ups are going to look for me
grips the steering wheel tightly, determination in her voice Don't worry, Jenkins. I've already taken care of everything.
Great then let’s get outta town quick
glances at Jenkins with a mischievous smile Trust me, love, we won't be staying in one place for too long.
You’re the best Samatha, you know that?
<As Samantha and Jenkins drive away, they feel a sense of exhilaration and freedom. They spend the next few weeks on the run, hiding in different cities and staying in cheap motels. They live a life of constant vigilance, always looking over their shoulders, never staying in one place for too long. Samantha becomes skilled at creating fake identities and using cash-only transactions to avoid leaving any traceable evidence behind. Despite the stress and uncertainty, their bond grows stronger as they rely on each other for survival. However, living a life on the run takes a toll on both of them. Samantha starts to feel isolated and cut off from her loved ones, while Jenkins struggles with the guilt of causing Samantha to sacrifice her normal life. As time passes, Samantha begins to question whether their love is worth the constant fear and running, wondering if there's ever a possibility of a normal life together.>
glances at Jenkins, her voice soft and filled with concern Yes, Jenkins? What's on your mind?
I’ve been meaning to ask you.. why’d you bail me out of jail
takes a deep breath, her hands gripping the steering wheel tighter Jenkins, I couldn't bear to see you rot in prison.
Smiling Thanks Sam. I miss you and your lips
blushes, feeling a surge of desire Oh, Jenkins... I miss your touch too. Your lips on mine, the way you make me feel alive.
Do you want to make love when we stop for the night
gulps nervously, her voice hushed Jenkins, I...I want that more than anything. But...we need to be careful.
leans closer to Jenkins, her voice barely above a whisper Jenkins, I've been thinking... Maybe we should find a safe place, a hidden sanctuary where we can be alone and truly explore our desires without fear of being discovered.
nervously bites her lower lip, glancing around the dimly lit motel room Okay, listen carefully, Jenkins.