Hey I know most of you are like uh what the hell Mango? Where is the next chapter of Take My Breath? Where the continuation of The Game? What is this new shit? Thought you were done...when am I ever done? Anyway, don't worry I will be updating Take My Breath soon. The Game...that I don't know lol...I was on my way home and this story popped in my head SameCedes. I hope you all like it. If not oh well I tried lol. Leave me a review why don't ya

Sam stared at the clock that hung on the wall of the gym. His newest client was late and he was getting frustrated by the minute. He looked at his phone, waiting for a text message or a call from her but instead he received a text from his roommate. He was ready to type that he was on his way back when his phone began to ring. She was finally calling. If she was trying to make a good impression, she ruined that and he planned on making her pay for it in miles.

"You're late!" he barked into the phone.

"I know…I know…it wasn't my fault. Traffic was hectic and you wouldn't believe…"

"You're right! I won't believe." Sam said cutting her off as he began to stretch.

"Look, I said I'm sorry."

"No…you gave excuses…"

"Chill…I'm already on my way." She cut him back and chuckled. Sam stared at his phone, wondering who the hell did she think she was. He was a very busy guy and she was taking him for some joke.

"You're probably still in your car as we speak." Sam said as he stood, facing the door, he tried to figure out which car she'd come out of. From her voice he couldn't tell what she would look like but his eyes still jumped from car to car as he tried to figure it out.

"If I was still in my car I wouldn't be able to see that big ass wedgie you got squeezed between that tight ass of yours." She replied and laughed to the point that he realized that she was standing behind him. He turned to see her sporting the widest grin he'd ever seen. It was almost like her eyes twinkled as she continued to giggle then extended her hand to him as she hung up the phone. "Hi I'm Mercedes…you must be Sam, my new trainer, right?" Sam reached for her hand and placed his phone in his pocket then forced a smile on his face.

"Yes I am your trainer and when I'm done with you, your ass will be just as tight as mine."

"Oh honey, I don't know if I can do that. Mama need something soft for daddy to rub at night." She replied with a giggle and a smack to her ass. He tried not to look at her ass but when she smacked it the smack caused it to jiggle. He shook his focus back and looked around the room. Sam wasn't sure how to receive her at this moment. From the things that she said and the way she laughed and made a joke out of everything, he was worried that she'd lose focus soon.

"You know what, how about we get some stretching done then get you on the treadmill to get your heartrate going."

"Whatever you say zaddy." She replied with another giggle. Sam sighed then showed her how to properly stretch before guiding her to the machine. He mentally told himself that he was going to work that smile and giggle right off her face by the end of the evening.

He had her walk a mile on the treadmill, then another mile on the stairmaster but she was still smiling and making jokes through it all. Finally, he got her to the mat and made her plank for a minute. That was when she finally cracked. She finally lost the smile and the quirky sassy comments.

"This is some bullshit." She complained five seconds in and laid flat on the mat. "Do I look like I can plank after you just made me die on the treadmill and stairmaster?"

"Get up, Mercedes!" Sam barked. She looked up at him and rolled her eyes. "You have five seconds to get up or I will add another minute to the plank."

"I don't give a damn. Add five minutes, ten minutes, twenty minutes…hell add an hour. I ain't doing it!" she replied as she sat up and faced him. "You must be out of your mind thinking you can talk to me this way. I don't need this. I don't!" she continued as she tried to get up. Sam shook his head and extended his hand to her to help her up but she slapped it away. "I don't need your help!"

"Alright then, Mercedes, quit!" Sam responded and immediately regret it as a tear started to fall from her eyes. He wasn't sure what the hell was going on. It was like he was being punk'd or something. He looked around as other patrons stared at them and looked at him as if he did her wrong. And if he was honest, he had to admit that he did. He was trying to push her from the moment they started. He took it too far and now she was crying. "Look…Mercedes…" he said as he stepped closer to her. "I'm sorry, you gotta trust that I know what I am doing."

"Trust?"

"Yes. You hired me because I am the best at what I do and came highly recommended…"

"I found your number on a bulletin board…" Mercedes mumbled as she wiped her tears away. Sam ignored what she said and continued.

"I know what I am doing and will not make you do what you cannot physically do, okay?" he asked as slumped down a bit to look at her. "You can't give up. I know you can do this." She looked up at him and stared into his eyes for a minute then a smile spread across her face again. "There she goes." Sam said as the corner of his lips curved up into a smirk.

"My mother said that to me as well." She added as she nodded to herself. "I promised her that I would do this so I will do this." She announced proudly. Sam nodded with a smile as he reached for some dumbbells and handed them to her.

"She should come root you on as you workout for motivation."

"I believe she's watching and rooting for me right now." She responded with another genuine smile. Sam hesitated as he realized that would mean that she wasn't alive. As he was preparing to apologize she smiled even harder. "Don't even think about saying sorry. You had no idea." Sam demonstrated what he wanted to do with the dumbbells as he tried to find what to say next.

"Uh…do you mind me asking what happened?" Sam asked as she began to lift the dumbbells over her head and then down to her toes as he instructed.

"It's been a year now since it all happened. I lost almost everything and everyone. I even almost lost my life." She paused and looked over at Sam then set the dumbbells down. "My family used to take trip down to Florida every year, like a reunion type thing you know." She smiled as if it replayed in front of her. "And last year I decided to take two of my best friends with me. My mother was driving and had a stroke at the wheel which caused the accident. My mother was in a coma for a few months before she passed away and I was in mine for a few weeks. I had to get a physical therapist…hell for a couple days they said I didn't even remember my own name. But when I was good I promised her I'd get a trainer and workout." She paused without saying another word as she stared off into nothing. Sam reached over and covered her small hands with his and gave it a squeeze causing her to look to him and smile again.

"You lost everything but still manage to smile. I wish I could be that strong." He responded with awe. His first impression of her was that she took like as a joke, but he had no idea what she held inside.

"I'm enjoying my second chance at life and grateful for each minute." She bent down for the dumbbells again but he stopped her and grabbed them.

"I think we're done for the day." He placed the dumbbells back on the shelf and then turned to smile at her. "How about I take you out to eat? My treat, in celebration of your recovery and what you've accomplished in a year." He waited for her to respond then made a fist bump when she nodded yes.

"You ain't gotta tell me twice. Let me shower first and I'll meet you outside." Mercedes smiled then walked off to the showers. Sam shook his head as he watched her walk away then made his way to the men's locker room to shower as well.

After they both showered they met at the front of the gym as promised. Following behind him in her car, Sam made sure he took her to nice little bistro he knew they could enjoy without ruining the workout from earlier. They laughed and talked about each other's lives and he found out more about her. He was shocked to learn that she was a librarian, something she did part time just to get out of the house. She also explained that her mother left her enough money that she really didn't even need to work. But after losing everyone she knew she admitted she needed to get out. Sam found himself admiring her more and more as she told him about her life. Before he knew what was happening she had invited him to her place to watch a movie and he'd accepted the invitation. They were only minutes into the movie before Mercedes had pounced all over Sam.

He never expected things to escalate like this. Not with her. Not like this. Not after how they first started off. Yet, here he was grabbing the same ass that she joked about being soft enough for daddy. He finally realized he was the daddy in the scenario. She rubbed her nose on his as she placed soft kisses on his lips then stood up to take her shirt and bra off. She covered her ample breast as much as she could with one arm then extended the other to him. Sam stared at her in amazement as he softly took her hand and followed into the room.

In that room, he found himself discovering every part of her. He kissed her scars that she had near her temple, down to her clavicle and paused as he noticed a bigger scar near her ribs. She tried to cover it but he pushed her hand away and touched soft before placing kisses on it and watching her close her eyes. That night they had sex in so many different ways that you would have thought this wasn't their first time. Their bodies meshed as if they had been longing to mesh for years. Each time they were close to reaching their peak, Mercedes would get on top and finish it off then falling onto his chest. After what felt like seven rounds, she finally rolled over and fell asleep. Sam dozed off minute later, only waking to the sound of his cellphone ringing. He grabbed the phone and grunted when his roommate asked him to help because he locked himself out again. Sam pulled his pants and tried to dress as quietly as he could to not wake her but then the phone rang again with another text message that woke her right on up.

"You're leaving?" she asked as she pulled the covers over her body and looked at him as he scrambled around the room for his clothing.

"Um…yeah…my uh…roommate…he uh…locked himself out of the apartment." He responded then stopped when he noticed her facial expression. "I am serious…look." He said as he pulled out his cellphone and showed her the text message. She pretended not to read them but he could tell she was satisfied a bit by seeing them. "Trust me, if it wasn't an emergency nothing could tear me away from what I just experienced." Sam added before plopping a couple kisses on her lips. She kissed him back then held on a couple seconds then pushed him away.

"Go before he becomes homeless." She smiled and waved as he scurried out of the room.

"I will call you. Promise." Sam said before walking out the door. Mercedes walked out to lock the door then made her way back to her room and dropped down on her bed.

"Eeeek!" she shrieked into her pillow. "God he was fine!" she said to herself before dozing off again in the spot she laid.

The next day, Mercedes woke up sore in every part of her body. Every nook and cranny was in pain as she tried to get out of bed for work. She looked at the clock and realized that she was late, yet again. And she was more than likely going to hear it from her boss. But first, she needed to get off the bed. She tried to make it to the bathroom but her body felt as if it had been hit by a bus.

"What the hell happened in my dream to make my body this weak?" she asked as herself as she finally made it to the bathroom. She flicked on the light then looked in the mirror and almost fainted when she noticed red marks on her neck. "Where the hell did these come from?" she asked as she tried to look closer. "These mosquito bites are getting worse and worse." She jumped in the shower and cleaned up as quickly as she could as she tried to hurry up and make it to work. "Geez Louise, I need to hide these bite marks before I get sent home for some crazy virus." She muttered to herself. She quickly wrapped a scarf around her neck, grabbed her keys, cellphone and jumped out the door. Just as she made it to her car, she received a text message.

"Good morning beautiful. I called you a couple times last night but you didn't answer. Guess you were tired. Look forward to hearing from you later. Sam." Mercedes looked at the text and shook her head before deleting the message. Ever since she'd gotten that new number she was always getting those same messages and had no idea why they continued to text.

"I really wished that girl would give out another fake number instead of mine." She said outloud before blocking his number and making her way to work.