by Taylor Lowe
“Sam, despite what you may have convinced yourself, I am not playing any games with you. Yes, I enjoy making you uncomfortable but it’s just so I can see that sexy blush of yours,” he said with a serious tone looking straight into her eyes. She felt herself blush and he smiled. “There it is,” he teased and her cheeks burned brighter red.
“Sam I want you to be mine, exclusively mine,” he told her whispering in her ear and she felt herself shiver but eyed him suspiciously not sure what to think.
She wasn’t sure if he was telling the truth or this was just part of his game. She eyed him looking for some sort of sign of honestly gnawing at her bottom lip with uncertainty; she didn’t see anything that could convince her he was serious or playing games. “Oh God, your killing me Sam, say something,” he pleaded.
“I don’t know if I can trust you,” she said simply shrugging off his arm and turning her attention back to her soda.
“Ouch,” he said with holding a hand over his heart pretending to be hurt. “You can be cruel sometimes Sam.” He then returned his arm over her shoulders. “I don’t believe I have given you reasons to doubt me.”
“Oh I think you have given me every reason to doubt you, David. You have been doing nothing but toy with me and embarrassing me every chance you get by reminding me of what a fool I made of myself in New York,” she said moodily propping her head upon her first.
He laughed and gave her shoulders a gentle squeeze. “I don’t think you made a fool of yourself,” he started then leaned in closer. “I thought you were right down sexy. No woman has ever done to me what you did in just a few short hours,” he whispered seductively in her ear and she felt her stomach do flips. This conversation wasn’t doing her resistance any good. “Now I admit when the first day I came I wanted revenge on you so I tried my hardest to make you sweat,” he admitted.
“Revenge, what I ever did to you?” she asked glaring at him glad to feel her old self returning.
“You left, Sam. I expected to wake up next to you that morning, have breakfast with you and learn everything I could about you but you just left. You didn’t leave your name, number, or hell even a note saying you had left,” he said and she could hear bitterness in his voice but she still doubt to whether it was authentic or not. He couldn’t really be serious, could he?
“I really didn’t expect you to care after all we were really drunk that night. I thought it was best to save us both the trouble of an awkward morning besides I had a plane to catch,” she explained with a flat tone and then turned back to her glass feeling embarrassed. He leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek that made her insides twist almost painfully.
“First let me clear something up I wasn’t drunk that night,” he told her with a smile and she looked at him confused.
“Of course you were! I saw you drink,” she told him feeling her anger rise.
“Yes you saw me drink but that doesn’t make me drunk. I had two drinks and nothing more. You may have been drunk but I wasn’t,” he replied. That couldn’t be true; a man like him would never have acted like that around her if he wasn’t.
“Second, you should never assume things Sam!” He leaned towards her and it was impossible for her to stop him from kissing her again but this time on her lips.
“But you still haven’t answered my question,” David told her once the kiss had ended giving her an intense look and she looked at him confused.
“What question?” Sam asked honestly confused to what he was talking about.
“Will you or will you not be mine and only mine,” he asked raising his eyebrows she eyed him questionably chewing on her lip. Maybe he really was telling the truth.
“I guess I could give it a try,” she said slowly continuing to eye him suspiciously and much to her irritation he burst out laughing. “What is so funny?” Sam demanded heatedly.
“Tabby was right you really do over think things. God, I dread the day I decide to ask you to marry me,” he said continuing to laugh and her jaw dropped open. Oh my god he didn’t just say that, Sam thought horrified.
She snapped her mouth closed and stood up glaring at him. “You know what forget it,” she barked furious getting up from her chair and stomping out of the bar. All he ever did was laugh at her; there was no way she could ever be with a guy like him.
“Sam, I was just joking! Sam,” he called after her and following her out of the bar.
“Ha, ha, ha very funny! I just love how people make fun of me,” Sam said sourly reaching her car. He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her against him.
“I am sorry Sam; I didn’t mean to offend you,” he said wrapping his arms around her. She tried to push him away from her but he refused to move. “I was just having a little fun I didn’t mean to make you feel bad I promise. You don’t need to take things so seriously Wildcat,” he told her stealing a quick kiss that made Sam even angrier because it was making it harder for her to stay angry.
“Please forgive me,” David asked and Sam shook her head pushing him away from her. “Awe come on Sam, I swear I won’t tease you any more if it makes you feel that badly,” he pleaded pulling her against him again.
“No, I don’t believe you David. All you have done is tease me,” she snapped pushing at him again. “Now let me go,” she demanded.
“Not until you forgive me, Sam. If I have to get down on my knees and beg in front of everyone I will do it,” he told her and Sam narrowed her eyes at him. He wouldn’t do something so humiliating and stupid would he? David started to kneel when she remained silent.
“Don’t do that, everyone will see you!” She hissed pulling him to stand up.
“Do you forgive me,” he asked with a sly smile and she glared at him silently so he started he continued to kneel.
“Okay, okay, I forgive you now get up already,” Sam snapped and David shot up to his feet with an evil smile. Sam gave him another glare as she turned towards her car but he pulled her against him again.
“Come home with me,” he whispered into her ear with a naughty smile on his face. Sam looked at him surprised and wasn’t sure what to say. He pressed her against him and laid soft hot kisses on her jaw. “Spend the night with me, Sam,” he insisted in a husky whisper. “Or do I have to get on my knees again,” he added and Sam studied him. His smile grew and Sam knew he would do just that.
Before she realized she had even done it, she agreed and David had captured her lips in another intense kiss before leading her to his own car. Sam knew she was going to regret it but she found it impossible to say no to him.
Chapter 6 Nothing Last forever
The next morning Sam woke in the large bed with David next to her. She was smiling like a fool and feeling happier than she had in a long time. She still couldn’t believe the previous night had happened. Feeling the need to getup she moved his arm slowly and carefully trying not to wake him. She had just gotten up from the bed when his arm suddenly wrapped around her waist and pulled her back down. She gasped in surprise and David rolled on top of her. “What is it with you and sneaking out of bed when I am asleep,” he asked her with a feigned expression of offense on his face.
“I am not sneaking!” Sam demanded.
“Right, Gollum then what exactly do you call it?” He asked with a playful grin on his face.
“Gollum!? You did not just compare me to that little monster,” she cried with the best frown she could manage and tried to push him off of her.
“Yes I did, now get over it and answer my question!” He replied as he pinned her down with an evil glint in his eyes and she growled at him trying hard to look pissed but it didn’t seem to be working.
“I was just getting up; I don’t believe I need your permission for that,” she said cockily
“Actually I think I like that idea; from now on you can’t get out of my bed until I allow you,” he said grinning down at her and she laughed at him not believing what an arrogant and absolutely attractive jerk he was being.
“Oh
really, and what if I say no,” Sam shot back trying hard not to smile.
“Then you will have to suffer the punishment.” He looked at her serious but she laughed again looking at him defiantly.
“Please you don’t scare me Mister!” She returned and managed to get out from under him and up from the bed. She stuck her tongue out at him in a childish show of victory.
“You were warned,” he told her grabbing her quickly pulling her back onto bed. She shouted in protest as he pinned her wrists above her head. “I warned you, Sam, now you have to suffer your punishment,” he told her and with his free hand began tickling her sides. She squirmed in a fit of laughter soon with tears running down her face. How did he seem to know her every weakness!
“Okay, okay, you win,” she cried after a while feeling the lack of oxygen starting to affect her and her sides started to hurt from laughing so much.
“See now was that so hard,” he asked then kissed her softly and releasing her wrists,
“Yes very,” she pouted when the kiss ended wrapping her arms around his neck and gave him quick kiss. “Now let me up! I am starving,” she told him and he shook his head.
“First you have to ask me for permission,” he told her slyly and she narrowed her eyes at him.
“David, you can’t be serious,” she said pushing him a little harder but he didn’t move. Sam gave another growl and relented. “Fine, David may I have your permission to get out of this bed before I starve to death,” she said sounding bored and he seemed to think for a moment. “David,” she cried as she gave his arm a playful slap.
He laughed and rolled off of her and she looked for her clothes. He handed her his shirt, “I think this would look great on you,” he told her with a flirty expression.
“Oh please that is so cliché,” she said rolling her eyes but put it on anyways.
“Maybe but it looks good on you.” David told her with a wink.
He insisted on fixing her breakfast and Sam hesitantly agreed worried about how well a city boy like him could cook. She sat at the small wooden table eyeing him nervously and he finally set a large cheese omelet in front of her. It looked really good but she wasn’t sure yet.
She poked the food with a fork. “Really your confidence in me is astounding missy,” David said shaking his head and Sam couldn’t help but smile.
“Well if I end up in the hospital, I will be sending you the bill,” she threatened as she finally cut off a piece of the omelet. She stuck in her mouth ready to grimace but surprised to see it was really good. “Wow this is good!” Sam admitted when she had swallowed.
She eagerly took another bite and he laughed as he sat down next to her. “I may be from a big city family but I am resourceful and not some spoiled punk expecting everyone to do everything for him,” he explained just before he took a bite of his own omelet.
“Tell me about your family David,” Sam asked him after she finished her food.
“Well my parents have been together for nearly thirty-five years, I am the baby of three children. My father is a lawyer in New York and so is my brother, Robert, but he lives in L. A. My mother is your typical high class social bee, and my sister, Lizzy, lives in Missouri living the soccer mom life. Not really much more the Andrews family,” he explained a little monotonously, “What about you Sam, do you have any siblings, and your mother?” He got up picking up the empty plates from the table.
“I am an only child and well my mother died when I was little. So really it’s always been just my father and I,” she said with a small shrug.
“I am sorry,” David told her sitting back down beside her.
She smiled at him brightly noticing he wanted to say something more but she knew there was nothing to say. “Thanks but don’t be it was a long time ago, I was four at the time. I don’t even really remember her.” she told him and he gave her a sad smile. “Well I need a shower,” Sam announced as she got up from the table.
“Is that an invitation,” he asked looking up at her eagerly and she laughed loudly. This man was unreal, she thought with a smile.
“Not exactly,” Sam replied walking to the bed room to grab her clothing.
“But it wasn’t a rejection either,” he said huskily wrapping his arms around her causing her to jump in surprise, she didn’t realize he right behind her. She laughed shaking her head side to side.
“No, I guess it wasn’t a rejection either,” she admitted. Sam gasped and laughed harder as he practically dragged her to the bathroom.
Sam smiled as she and David sat on the sofa watching a movie, she wasn’t sure what it was. She had never seen it before and wasn’t really paying attention. Her mind was running over the events that had happened today. She smiled more as she remembered the incredible shower they had taken. Sam had never felt so treasured before and she had to admit she loved every minute of it.
However doubt gnawed at her too as she remembered the conversation she had with her ex, Jeff, on her twenty-first birthday when they broke up. Sam chewed on her lip remembering at the time she would have swore Jeff loved her as much as she thought she loved him. It had made so much sense at the time and seemed like what was meant to be. But it didn’t have any sense and wasn’t meant to be, Jeff had told her so that night. He confessed he had become bored with her very quickly and that Sam simply didn’t have what it took to keep a man interested in her for very long.
The memory still stung awfully and Sam tried to swallow the ugly insecurities that started to rear their heads. “Hey Sam, what’s wrong?” David asked cupping her cheek turning her face towards him. She looked up at him, his face filled with concern and for the first time Sam wondered if Jeff could have possibly been wrong.
“Nothing David, I am fine.” She told him with a small smile and leaned against him resting her head on his shoulder.
“Doesn’t look like nothing by the expression you had,” David replied wrapping his arms around her and hugging her. Sam’s smile grew feeling the warmth of his body fill hers. “You know Sam, you can tell me anything. No matter what, I am here to listen,” he added and Sam felt pleasantly surprised.
“Thank you David, that means a lot,” She told him, kissing him softly wrapping her arms around his neck, praying silently that Jeff was wrong because she really wanted to stay like this with David forever.
Sam walked into the office Monday morning feeling happier than she could ever remember. As soon as she stopped worrying about things going wrong, her time with David was amazing. She never had felt so satisfied with herself and her surroundings, life was perfect. “There you are, I was starting wonder if I should be worrying,” Tabby said as soon as she saw Sam.
“I am fine, why would you need to worry about me,” she asked as she sat down at her desk trying hard not to smile that much.
“Gee I don’t know you left with David Friday night and have been MIA for the whole weekend. Speaking of which I haven’t seen David either,” Tabby replied with an impish smile and Sam’s blush and ear to ear smile betrayed her. “Ha! Just what I thought,” Tabby cheered excitedly and Sam laughed lightly.
“Talking about me,” David asked walking up to Sam’s desk giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Of course we are, you pretty much kidnapped my best friend during the whole weekend,” Tabby reproached.
“Well I wouldn’t call it kidnapping but yes I suppose you could say I kept her busy,” he replied with a large grin.
“Can you two please stop talking like I am not even here,” Sam told them both shaking her head.
“Oh possessive already,” Tabby asked and Sam felt her cheeks burn red as she rolled her eyes while David just laughed.
“You two are horrible, now if you will excuse me, some of us have real work to be doing,” she said pointedly at them getting up from her chair with a stack of papers in her hands.
Sam stayed busy during most of the day and was absolutely starving by time lunch came around. She was just about to leave when David called her i
n his office. She moaned quietly, couldn’t whatever he needed her to file wait till after lunch she complained silently. “What do you need Mr. Andrews,” she asked with a professional tone as he closed the door behind her and pulled her towards him.
“David what are you doing?” Sam gasped in surprised and he gave her that look that she learned by now that meant she wasn’t going to be getting her lunch anytime soon.
“I missed you,” he told her before kissing her hungrily pulling her over towards the desk. He picked her up and sat her on the desk ignoring the things that fell to the floor.
“David what are you doing, we can’t do this here,” Sam told him after breaking the kiss and trying to push him away from her. He pressed her against him and trailing kisses along her neck making her laugh giddily.
“Everyone is leaving for lunch and technically we are off the clock so it’s our time,” he replied to her returning his kisses to her lips. She felt her capacity for reasoning fade away and she returned his kiss eagerly wrapping her arms around his neck pushing herself against him.
Someone cleared their throat and Sam remembered why she should never do anything even remotely against the rules as she saw her father looking at them with stern disapproval. She always without fail got caught. Her face burn with a deep blush as David stepped away from her with a sheepish expression on his face and she quickly pushed herself off of David’s desk. Hurriedly she pulled down her skirt which and been pushed up around her thighs dangerously high. Her father looked to her and then to David with a look that demanded they explain themselves.
“Um, hi dad,” she finally said not knowing what else to say. Apparently David didn’t either; he just stood there rubbing his neck nervously.
“Hi, that is all you can say,” he told her coldly and Sam bit her lip looking towards the floor.
