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He was happy… Very happy…. Or that's what he kept telling himself. Between this mornings' church service, an afternoon picnic, and now this lazy drive, this had shaped up to be quite an enjoyable Sunday. Linnet was tucked under his arm, which was nice, yet slightly annoying. It wasn't her fault. She was a sweet girl, however, something had changed in Sam.

It happened after his time in New York. Love or his declarations of love didn't pore out of him as easily. It wasn't that he stopped caring about people, but that persistent nagging to be accepted by someone had been shut off. Dating Rachel all those years ago was when he first noticed that difference. He didn't love her. He knew it. Truth was she wasn't his type..at all. She was his friend, yes, but that was it. He had to also had to admit, he had a bit of a captain save- a- hoe complex. Which was one hell of mix when dealing with women. But it wasn't love. Sam hadn't shut himself off from the possibility of finding love. However, he now understood what his dad had meant years ago when he told him, "Son, you will meet alot of women you can live with. But I suggest you wait for the women you can't live without." A slow, nostalgic smile spread across his face, as flashes of love danced before his eyes….

Almost 8 years earlier.

It was another Sunday afternoon almost 8 years ago. His head rested comfortably, on her soft full breast, the smell of coco butter and lavender oil surrounded him. He know in that moment that, snuggled in her breast her soft thighs wrapped around him, forever was in her arms and home was in her presence. Without thought, he took her full lips to his, kissing her completely. He poured himself into to her, hoping that she understand just what he was declaring. She didn't fight it, she didn't pull away, and when he finally broke the kiss…. She sighed, looked him straight in the eyes and said "I love you too." He had found what he had been looking for. He had tethered his life to this little brown eyed girl…

He was brought out of his thought by Linnet.

"I know what you're smiling about…" she announced teasingly, a sing song quality to her voice.

"Oh really, what might that be?" he asked, squeezing her arm a little.

"You're thinking about how we spent last Sunday…" she giggled lightly, cheeks darkening at her own memories. "You're the first guy to do some much to make me feel comfortable in his house."

Sam smiled at her, "Well, my mother would kill me if I wasn't a gentlemen at all times."

Giggling- she hit him, her hand lingering on the firm stomach. "Mom's boy. Oh, I like that. Your bedroom, just smells divine. What is that lavender? And all those soft pillows. If I did know better, I'd swear, you were gay or had a girlfriend. Who knows, maybe this time we will actually get to use your bedroom…"

A firm Never! resonated in Sam's mind. Leaning in, he placed a quick peek on her lips before returning his eyes back to the road, "Maybe one day darlin, but I'm warning you know, I tend to act wherever and whenever the spirit hits."

Sam had been blessed by his parents with a nest egg. How they were able to save so much money in such a short time was beyond him. He knew for a fact they had liquidated everything to keep the family a float. However, when he announced he wanted to go back to school. His parents had given it to him. He tried to give it back several time but to no avail. They said it was his, case closed. He would be lying if he said he didn't need the money, He did, without the grades he need to play out of pocket for his first year of college. The lion's share he saved, only using it when necessary. The money allowed him to live and focus on school, which was a blessing. When he graduated, almost 2 years ago now, he brought his first house a small 2 bedroom fixer upper right here in Lima. It was his pride and joy.

Sam, never took women into his actual bedroom. Linnet had "accidentally" went in looking for the bathroom. He used the last of the blood left in his brain to get her to the guestroom. "Let's play teenagers who parents weren't home." He was horny but not in his bed… no one women had ever slept in his bed. Turning on the Evans charm, took both her hands in his, "My bedroom is this way babe, mom and dad are out and we have all night…."

Linnet was already aroused, Sam was hot, being turned on around him, came naturally. "Oh is that so Mr. Evans," she said letting her hand sliding down Sam's chest and begin undoing the button of his pants.

"Yes that is so! And your about to find out about whenever real soon." Sam stated, heat creeping up his neck.

A slow Sunday drive in Lima. The streets almost empty, a quick look at a pretty girl tucked under your arm, should be harmless. But they wouldn't call them accidents if you expected them. He saw the car to late, "Sorry Mercy." Were the last words on his lips.


Mercedes Voice mail: "Hi, leave a message. I'll get back to you ASAP."

Mrs. Evans: "Hi Mercedes, it's been a while. Honey, I need you to call me, when you get this message. Okay? You have my number. It hasn't changed." –sighs hangs up the phone.

Mary contemplated tell Mercedes about Sam's accident over the phone. It had been seven years after all. Maybe he didn't matter to her anymore. Remembering Mercedes Jones sitting in her living room year before, she knew that wasn't true. She saw that look before, heck she saw it every day staring back at her as she looked at her reflection. She couldn't leave this information in a message. Not on a voice mail, she just prayed the superstar would call her back….. and soon.