Name: Eric Caldwell<br/>Location: Master Kitchen to House Exit<br/>Approximate Time: 6:48 AM<br/>Tagging/Mentioned: Irina/Sam/Olivia, Baxter mentioned<br/>Wearing: Business Suit<br/><br/>Much like Irina, Eric had reason to view Sam's gleeful affection with caution.  Not only was he aware of the possibility that she was about to get something out of him, but there was more on his mind.  The way she'd developed, and how she flaunted it around the house, he'd become physically aroused noticing her in the past, and now every time he saw her dressed like that, his mind started racing.  As she pressed up against him, her breasts mashed against his chest, he started panicking that he would get an erection.  As most men know, such feelings often prove to be self-fulfilling, and he did begin stirring.<br/><br/>He very quickly patted her back and turned out of the embrace, waving off the offer of a bagel from Irina and hastily taking the cup of coffee from Sam.  "Yeah, heading out now."  He still made time to allow and return a kiss on the cheek with Olivia, mentally thanking her for chiding Sam about her lack of clothing.  "All right, off to work now.  See ya later."  He walked briskly out, not even noticing that Baxter had lingered nearby and just grateful that he'd managed to get out of there without "incident."  If only he were lucky enough to still have that stirring below without the pills in a couple of hours, but that was a problem he wasn't going to dwell on, because when he came back, he'd have the pills.<br/><br/>For now, though, he had to drive off and pretend to head to work.  Maybe he'd even stop by the office and check email first...