Ask her first what she's going to do with them

"Just one thing..." Jack started as he reached the door, while looking down at the girl outside, and hesitated for a moment as he held out the camera for her. In most ways he'd be more than happy to part with it as soon as possible, but at the same time he couldn't quite trust her intentions just yet. "What do you need them for? The pictures, I mean."

"Hmm...?" The young reporter just looked at him blankly for a second, while another curious little smile started forming on her lips. Apparently her mind was somewhere else when he asked her the question, and she didn't immediately reach out to grab the camera from his grasp, like he'd half expected her to do. "Does that mean you haven't deleted them yet?"

"Well, no..." Jack replied, even as he felt like an idiot for his own indecision on the matter. He'd had the whole week to do so, but even then hadn't been bothered to fix the problem. Perhaps he was just naive, but because she didn't make such a fuss about them, he'd started to believe that she really wouldn't use them for anything that could harm his family or reputation. And as a matter of fact, he hadn't been able to find any pictures in that camera that could be used against him, except for the ones of his ex wife and her lover, but even those were no longer of his own concern.

In that case he was a lot more bothered about the way she kept smiling at him whenever they met like this, and he wished he knew what was going on in that pretty little head when she decided to dare another visit on her own to his home. They'd certainly not been on such friendly terms from the start, and he wasn't so sure if she was trying to make amends for the first time they met, or if she was merely taking pleasure from mocking or annoying him on purpose.

Normally Jack really hated when people made fun of him too, but for some dumb reason he couldn't help from being attracted to the smile on those luscious lips, and despite many years of experience with a certain few young women who were trying to coax with him he found himself unable to think too badly about her for long.

"I guess I'll just have to wait then." Samantha finally shrugged at him, as they'd both been standing in silence for a couple of moments, and before he knew it she'd suddenly turned around and started to leave. It was so unexpected that he didn't even have it in his mind to try and stop her, and instead he just stood there and stared at her back as she waved him goodbye. "See you in a few days again!"

And with that she continued walking down the driveway, until she disappeared around the corner of the hedge surrounding the house, and left poor Jack even more confused about her intentions than ever before. If she really didn't want the pictures, then why didn't she simply wait for him to delete them while she was still at his house?

Whatever the reason, she never seemed to be in such a hurry when she came to visit him, but then she kept leaving before he was able to glean anything else about her.

At the end he simply gave up on trying to figure what she'd actually came for, and eventually returned inside his house, to put the camera back where he'd been hiding it in his bedroom. He knew that he could still delete those pictures right away, but once again he reasoned that it could as well keep waiting for later, just in case he came up with something else they could ever be used for.

For the moment he just couldn't focus on things like that though, as instead his mind kept wandering back to the couple of moments he'd spent just looking at the girl outside his front door. Somehow she seemed to get even more attractive for every time he saw her, and he found it somewhat worrying if it meant that he was getting that **** after just a week and half without finding relief for his pent up frustration.

Especially as the girl was likely just a few years older than his own three daughters, and sometimes he found himself looking them over in just the same way...