Sam didn't know where his brazenness came from or better yet why he decided that kissing Mercedes in the limo was a good idea. He just knew that when he crossed the line it could never be uncrossed again. To be honest he didn't care about uncrossing them again. He wanted more of her kisses and he ached for her to surrender her heart to him. When Mercedes was in his arms kissing him, she was just a woman. One who lets her feelings guide her, instead of over analyzing every single thing. From her kiss he could tell that she was attracted to him. She might not love him but love comes slowly. Right now all he cared about was that they connected and if the kiss was any indication, they connected really well.

Alright, it was not just the kiss. They had a pretty nice conversation before the kiss happened. She opened up to him and he liked that. He wanted more of that Mercedes instead of the Mercedes who would look at him with disdain. He also liked seeing her smile, when she smiled it was like he was watching the morning sun rising up in the sky. Her smile made his heart soar and he would do anything to keep her smiling. He would be the happiest man on earth if he could keep that smile on that beautiful face of hers.

"Sam… Are you day dreaming?" Mercedes nudged his arm, startling him. "You were day dreaming weren't you?" She asked again with a hint of amusement in her voice and a glint of mischief in her brown eyes.

"You caught me… Want to know what I was day dreaming about?" Sam whispered in her ear.

"If it's anything dirty then I don't want to know." Mercedes replied with a chuckle

Her laugh did things to him. It was a like a Siren's call, tempting him to come to her and do as she bid. He had to join in her laughter. "Wouldn't you like to know…?" Sam wiggled his brows.

"You should go home and take a really, really cold shower because you're not getting what you think you're getting."

"We'll see. Shall we…" He said leaning down to kiss her jaw.

"Sam…" She shivered.

Her response made the crotch of his pants tighter. The things he envisioned doing to her and with her only made the bulge in his pants bigger. Good god, he had to stop thinking about those things. He was at his wedding reception for Pete's sake. Thank god, he was sitting down. It would be downright embarrassing if he was standing up and all the guests had witnessed the big problem in his pants. He had to keep his lust for her at bay. He didn't want to push her to the point where she's uncomfortable with him. Mercedes was right, he was going to have to take a really cold shower when he got home tonight. It was going to be torture having to spend the night with her on the same bed and not be able to touch her like he wanted to. What if she wanted to be touched? What would he do then? Stop it, Sam! Stop thinking about getting between Mercedes' luscious thighs! Oh god, those thighs. Those thighs and what's in between it are going to be the death of me. Stop it, you pervert! Wow, scolding himself actually worked. His 'big problem' was no longer a problem anymore.

CLING CLING

Sam gazed in the direction where the noise was coming from and spotted his best friend, Mike Chang, clearing his throat before starting his speech. "Hi everyone, my name is Mike Chang, for those of you who don't know me I am Sam's best friend," he pointed in Sam's direction and then continued, "I've been Sam's best friend since kindergarten. I can't believe he is now a married man. To be honest with you, I never pegged Sam to settle down at such a young age. A few years ago, he bet me that I would be the first to get married. By the way, you owe me a hundred bucks, buddy!" The crowd laughed. "I'm really happy that he picked Mercedes to be his wife and life companion. If anyone could kick your ego down a few notches, Sam, it would be Mercedes." The guests roared in laughter again. Raising his glass, Mike said, "Here's to my best friend and his beautiful bride, Mercedes. May you both be very happy together and make plenty of babies together. Cheers!"

After taking a sip of champagne he leaned over to a giggling Mercedes. "You think that speech was funny? I can't wait to hear what your best friend says about you…"

Sam was hoping that his remark would've stopped her laughter; unfortunately it only made her laugh even harder. "What? I just find it funny that he thinks I could straighten you out and believe me, I could kick your ego down a few notches." Sam feigned sadness. "Aww… Is Sammy's feeling hurt? Want me to make you feel better?" Mercedes asked flirtatiously.

Sam gulped and in that instant 'dirty' images involving Mercedes flashed through his mind. "Yes…" He said hoarsely.

Mercedes moved closer to him. Her lips were inches away from his. He licked his lips in anticipation. "Suck it up!" She suddenly said, deflating his lustful enthusiasm and then straightening up.

"You know, you really shouldn't be teasing me like that. You never know when I might take advantage of you…" He rubbed his thumb on the palm of her hand.

There was hint of excitement in her eyes. This was the new side of Mercedes that he was discovering. He had never seen her like this before. She was usually so reserved and uptight. He definitely liked the playful side of her. "What's the matter, Sam… Can't take the heat?"

"Witch!" He hissed in her ear, stopping the movement of his thumb. Mercedes was going to be death of him. She was trying his resolve. Sam didn't know how he would be able to hold himself back when all she did was test his patience. He wanted to wait for the right moment before making love to her but with the way his nymph of a wife was teasing him, he was not sure if he could stop himself from pouncing on her.

Mercedes was enjoying watching Sam's reaction to her flirting. She didn't know where she got the courage to flirt with him but ever since the kiss that they shared in the limo, she felt more comfortable with her new husband. She still wasn't sure if she liked him very much but so far he was proving to be an entertaining partner. She could see them trying to outwit the other and never grow tired of it. Then there's the unmistakable sexual tension between them. It was really weird how one make out session could wake up desires that she herself didn't know she had for Sam. She had a long time ago admitted that Sam was a good looking guy but never did she imagine that she would ever have such lustful thoughts about him. He tempted her when he spoke to her in his sexy voice. A voice so low and deep that she had to squeeze her thighs shut to quell the ache in her pussy. His abnormally large lips should be a turn off to most people but to her it was one of her favorite parts of him. When he kissed her, it was like those lips were made just for her. They meld perfectly with her own thick lips.

She had never felt this way about another man before; craving a man's touch so much that she burn with need. Sam was the first and only man who had that effect on her. She was not an innocent; she had had sex back in high school with her ex-boyfriend Shane Tinsley. Sex with Shane had been mediocre and safe. It didn't do anything for her. It didn't shatter her control. It didn't make her beg for more. But Sam did things to her that made her want to explore her sexuality. All these thoughts came from the one mind blowing kiss they had shared. She knew it was crazy but she couldn't help herself. The only problem was she was not in love with him. Sure, she was very attracted to him but she needed to be in love before she could surrender herself to Sam fully. Could she fall in love with him? It was possible to fall for him, right? She would be living with him for a year and she was bound to get attached living in such close proximity of him. The biggest question being; could she trust Sam not to break her heart when she does fall in love with him?

She had experienced heartbreak with Shane. She had given her heart to him and he had broken it into a thousand pieces; all because he couldn't keep it in his pants. Shane had blamed her for his unfaithfulness. He accused her of not being sexy enough for him. He said that if she had dressed sexier and had given 'it up' to him more often, then he would have never cheated on her. His statement had shattered her self-confidence. For the longest time she blamed herself for the failure of her relationship but when she got to college it was like the blindfold that had been blinding her was lifted. She knew that what Shane told her was not true. She was sexy and intelligent and she was really glad that the breakup had happened. She dressed better and befriended a group of people who were both intellectually stimulating and fun. She never looked back. When she saw her ex-boyfriend again this past month, she walked past him as if she never knew him. It was true, she didn't really know Shane Tinsley and never wanted to have anything to do with that loser again. Her breakup had taught her a valuable lesson; no matter how much she loved a man, she could never fully trust him not to break her heart. Men were dogs, at least most of them were and they were not to be trusted.

Her musing was interrupted by Sam rising to his feet to make a speech. "I could not be happier to be standing here today. I have been waiting for this day for two years now. Waiting for the day that Mercedes would finally be mine and I am almost lost for words now that the day has arrived. Thank you, Mercedes, for making me the happiest man on earth. I could not ask for a better life partner." He helped her up and continued with his speech. "Before I finish I would like to give you something as a wedding present." He fished something out his pocket and presented it to her. From the look of it, it was obviously a car key. "I bought you a Mini Cooper. Your parents told me that you've always wanted one but refused to let them buy it for you. I want you to have it as a peace offering. For our newly found friendship perhaps?" He said in a hushed tone so that she was the only one who could hear his last statement.

She had always dreamed of owning a Mini Cooper but on her own accord and with her own money. She could not accept the gift from him. He was doing so much for her already. She did not want to feel even more indebted to him. She had to clear things up with him but not now. The conversation would have to take place after the reception.

"Thank you, Sam…" She said and then leaned in to kiss him chastely on the lips but Sam had other ideas. He grabbed a hold of her face and deepened the kiss. Parting his lips and licking hers, seeking entrance to her mouth. She wanted to resist but her inhibition was shattered by the seductive way his tongue was lapping at her lower lip. She granted him access and swirled her tongue with his; exploring the taste of him and almost exploding at the exoticness of his kiss. She could feel her body awakening. Goose bumps rising on her skin and her nipples getting hard. She was breathing unevenly but she was too lost in the kiss to pull away.

Unfortunately, Sam ended the kiss with a peck on her lips a few seconds later. "Now if you'll excuse us. I would like to dance with my beautiful bride."

"Sam… Kurt has not made his speech yet." She interrupted.

"Kurt, can wait…" He turned to Kurt and gave him a bright smile. "You, my darling, are going to dance with me." He kissed her on her nose and led her to the make shift dance floor when the music started.

She wanted to wait to talk to Sam about the Mini Cooper he had gifted her but she figured that since they were alone, she might as well broach the subject. "I can't accept the Mini Cooper, Sam. Don't get me wrong, I'm flattered that you have thought of such a wonderful gift to give to me but I really can't accept it. You're doing so much for me already. I could not possibly impose any further by accepting such an extravagant gift."

"I knew you were going to give me a hard time for buying you the Mini Cooper but I really want you to have it. You have to put up with me for a year and I think the Mini Cooper should be your payment for having to put up with me." Sam smiled brightly at her.

"But, Sam-"

"No but's, Mercedes. Will you please just accept it? You're breaking my heart by refusing my wedding gift." Sam stuck out his lower lip, acting like he was hurt.

"You're pathetic, Sam Evans…" She chuckled.

"But it's working isn't it? You are going to accept my gift…" Sam said with confidence.

She shook her head. "I never said I was going to accept it. I just don't want to make a scene here. We'll have a talk later."

"Maybe I should distract you later…" He wiggled his brows.

She rolled her eyes playfully and said, "Sure you will. You'll be too distracted by the pain searing through your balls that you will agree with me to bring the car back to the dealer."

"Are you threatening me, Mercedes?" He asked gazing into her eyes with an amused look.

"Am I making you shake in your boots?" She teased.

"Not even close, darling…"

The song ended right as she was about to give her reply, dampening her hopes of winning the argument. They headed back to their table where Kurt was getting ready to give his speech. "Hello everyone, I am Kurt Hummel, Mercedes' best friend. I love Mercedes with all my heart, she is not only my best friend but also my sister. Mercedes have been there for me since that first day in high school. I was the loud and proud gay kid that most kids didn't understand and avoided like the plague. It's ironic isn't it, I mean we are in San Francisco after all… Anyway, she befriended me no questions asked. She was there for me when I needed her and she wiped away my tears when my mother died of cervical cancer during sophomore year. I would do anything for her. I am happy that she has found a good man to call a husband. It really helps that he's stunning too." The guest bursts out in laughter at his comment. He then turned to her and said, "I just want you to be happy Mercedes and since Sam makes you happy then I am ecstatic for you. I love you girl. To the happy couple!"

She stood up and gave Kurt a big hug. "Thank you Kurt. I love you…"

"To the happy couple!" Everyone toasted.

Mercedes was glad to have Kurt in her life. He truly was her anchor in this sometimes cruel world. She didn't know what she would do without him. Although Kurt knew about the marriage agreement she had with Sam, he was still very supportive of her decision to marry him. He even told her that maybe Sam was the man she was looking for. Was Sam really the man she was looking for? She didn't know but at this point she was willing to give their relationship a shot with the exception of giving her heart fully to him.