Oh wow the response for this story has been great thank you so very much. I've gotten the emails while I was working this week and they each made me feel spiffy and of course made me want to update sooner than I expected because who can just leave people hanging like that? AMIRIGHT haha Welp um I wanted to get a few things straight, this is not a story that will ever have Shane in it. I love other fics that have him in it just the same but I can't bring myself to throw him in there for the sake of drama or something.
I'm so glad I got some of you hooked already on this, I'd post on Tumblr but it confuses me so much I can't really make myself get an account is that terrible of me? Oh and that I stalk Tumblr reading prompts and fics and looking at funny gifs... I feel so horrible. Ok here's the chapter :)
Chapter 2
Sam stood behind the counter writing an email to his district manager about the progress made in the store for seasonal floor moves. He glanced at the clock noting that she had three minutes to get there. After he sent the message. He noticed people come in and his other employee was spaced out, Sam cut his eyes to her and focused on the guests, "Hi welcome anything I can help you find?" The people shook their heads as Sam looked back at his employee who seemed to realize she'd messed up. There were good things about working this job and Sam knew this wasn't the rest of his life, that being an assistant manager at eighteen was kind of a big deal but he didn't let it get to him, and he would say he was a fair manager when it was ok but for some reason she seemed to always space out whenever he worked and it drove him nuts, he'd have a word with her whenever Mercedes decided to join them. Which caused him to look at the clock one more time and grit his teeth.
He grumbled and turned his back to count the safe when Mercedes burst in, "I know I know I'm late I'm sorry!" She shot into the stockroom like a bullet and Sam shook his head with a faint smile tracing his lips and continued to count the safe. Mercedes stood in the back catching her breath and looking at the door, 5...4...3...2...1. She stopped panting and sighed, she would have been to work thirty minutes ago if it wasn't for the fact that she thought Sam was off today and there he stood in all his sexy glory moving around the floor lifting boxes and restocking the overheads as well as having the nerve to go and smile at customers and look as unbelievable as he could possibly look in that moment.
Her feelings for him were suffocating after their encounter. It wasn't the other way around, she didn't kiss him and feel less for him or realize it'd been a stupid crush on an idea. No no no he had kissed her with his stupid lips and took her to another level.
Obsession seems so stalker ish, infatuated didn't seem to fit it either, seemed too middle school early freshman year. Love was just too much but some part of Mercedes couldn't help giving her the judging look as if to say, 'Come on over whenever you're ready honey... I'll be waiting for your denial to fade away.' She let out a breath and took off her coat hanging it on the hook and taking her name tag in her hand. She turned and came face to chest with Sam and gasped he smiled softly at her and reached out touching her cheek lightly.
"Did you just say crap?" He looked at her confused, his kiss wasn't that bad. Sam considered that one of his top five qualities. He tilted his head to the left and waited for her to answer him as Mercedes stared at his mouth trying to come up with a reasonable answer for her word. He arched his eyebrow, "Merc you ok?"
She snapped out of it and nodded, "Yeah sorry I just think I didn't do my homework in English... sorry didn't mean to say that out loud." Sam looked a little hurt, she was thinking about homework while he was trying to make out with her. There had to be something wrong with his kisses and he was determined to erase her mind completely. Before she could say another word or even think another way to lighten the mood Sam nearly tackled her and covered her lips with his, her back hit the mattress and his hands maneuvered Mercedes' body to fit his perfectly. He rested between her legs, and wrapped them around his waist. She let out slight whimpers as she matched his kisses and felt his hands run up her arms and wrap them around his neck.
Sam fed off affection from his partner and aside from her lips that worked magic on his and almost made him forget he was trying to get her to forget. Mercedes hands seemed to be like stones just weighing heavy on his shoulders, till finally Sam started to groan when he felt her fingers lace through his hair and tuck slightly. That was his favorite she didn't know that but she did it just the same. He was in trouble, he went to put his hand on the front of her jeans and snap the button but Mercedes turned her head suddenly and gasped pulled away, "Too far!" He rolled off instantly and put his hands up laying on his back and taking long deep breathes to calm down.
Both were out of breath and looking sideways, Mercedes bit her lip as she stared at the sight of Sam in nothing but his jeans and messed up hair and pouted plump freshly kissed lips. She took her breathes shorter and shorter but kept staring at his lips, he noticed and licked them lightly, "Cmere Merc... come to Sammy." Her eyes snapped to his, was he using the bedroom tone with her? And why on earth was he getting closer if he wasn't moving? She couldn't get the idea in her mind that she was in fact coming to him, giving him her bedroom eyes and even being so bold as he climb up into his lap and trace her fingers down his very godlike chest. He smiled, "I have an idea, you take over... be in charge I'll follow your lead. But no more thinking about homework." He put his hands on her hips and adjusted himself to a sitting position against the headboard with her comfortable in his lap and smiled, "Ready whenever you are."
Mercedes stared at his features and let her hands do exactly what she'd wanted for so long, she explored tiny curves of his muscular abs and defined chest, she let her finger trace his collarbone and leaned in placing a soft kiss where it just traveled, Sam sat back not minding her curious nature with his body. Her curls caressed where her fingers and lips left and she slowly found the courage to kiss his lips, at first it was a tentative kiss unsure of how deep to make it but it became playful as Mercedes thought of just enjoying the moment. 'No regrets.' She pulled away and brushes the hair out of his face and he smiled at her rubbing his thumbs on her hips giving her an encouraging squeeze she bit her lip and dipped in again and fell in completely.
Their tongues danced together as their lips met and parted only to meet back again. Sam groaned when he felt his phone vibrating beneath him and Mercedes pulled away, "Am I hurting you?" She'd just tugged at his bottom lip and thought she bit too hard he chuckled and shook his head lifting to pull his phone out. It was work, he sighed and showed her giving an apologetic look as she got off him so he could stand to answer the call.
Sam Evans would be the death of her with his perfect appearance. She sighed and settled into the bed as he walked out the bedroom door mumbling, "Yeah I'm kind of busy what's up..." She lay in the bed and stared at the ceiling wanting to giggle but there was a feeling in the back of her mind that part protect from denial that said, 'You know this does change thing you're making this worse stop before you go too far...' She groaned and put her face in her hands and wanted to scream, how were they to be best friends and continue to do this very fun very dangerous activity? She couldn't believe she'd just kissed them lips and she still wanted more. He was a feast and she was starving for more and more of it, she wanted to engorge herself with him and die a happy girl.
Sam returned with a look of disappointment, clearing his throat, "I have to go in, someone called out and they need me to close." Mercedes took her hands away from her face and sat up on her elbows and nodded trying to not show her disappointment, she wanted more kisses she wanted to see how far she could take this without going too far. She wanted those hands to touch her, and those lips to play with hers. He stood in the doorway knowing all his stuff was downstairs but she was looking at him like she wanted more and in theory he didn't have to be there for at least thirty minutes and from her house it took him like half that time so what would it hurt for a little more attention.
He put his phone on her dresser and walked to her bed and climbed on top of her, "A little more before I go?" She gave a soft smile with total innocence she said, "Please?" He groaned and captured her lips with his and rested his body on top of hers. His hands moved up her sides and thought of trying a little dangerous but safe territory he cupped her right breast and gave a firm squeeze causing her to hiss in his mouth. He returned the lip tug, "I can't stay too long but I can't very well start this and not give you something to be happy about after I leave." She chuckled at bit as his hand messaged her breast and he moved to kiss down her jaw to her neck.
About fifteen minutes later Sam untangled himself and went downstairs for his shirt and shoes while Mercedes straightened up her room. He smiled, "Yeah mom would have a fit if I didn't answer her texts." Mercedes felt like others less important would have a bigger fit. He put his phone away and started for the door and she absentmindedly followed once at the door he reached out and hugged her tightly promising to text her later if she wanted, she gave a nod and he was out the door. His car engine and him leaving enveloped the house and she stood on her tippy toes looking out the peephole watching him leave, once he was gone she rested on her feet and put her head on the door letting out a groan and finally the feelings settled completely in on their afternoon fun.
She turned and slid down the door and covered her mouth, 'He kissed me, he was on top of me shirtless in my bed and kissed me. He started this and I wanted it and we're best friends and it probably doesn't mean anything because why would his feelings for me suddenly change and why would I ever think he was attracted to me before this moment?' She ran through all the scenarios but they all ended the same with her sitting on the floor of her hall wondering what was going to happen next. He said goodbye the way he always does, firm hug and promise of a text later but would that text come? Should she text him? Finally she thought about the bad, what if that was the last time he'd talk to her? What if she shouldn't have allowed that and they were ruined? What if she makes the mistake of telling him how she feels and he doesn't feel the same? That thought brought tears to her eyes and she pulled herself up from her floor and after tidying up the living room she went to her room and cried herself to sleep thinking and hoping maybe just maybe Sam didn't just abandon her.
Sam pulled his hand away, "I need you on register, Toni is about to leave for the day and I already counted her down so when you can get out there that would be great." She nodded and he turned throwing out, "Check your messages woman I was worried."
She smiled and pulled out her phone seeing she had three from Sam
'Where are you?'
'You better not be late.'
'Hey do you know what Toni's deal is she's always spacing out when she works with me.? Get here!'
She shook her head, poor Toni was just as bad as Mercedes but she had a actual crush on Sam she didn't know him outside of work and he was for all intensive purposes kind of a dick to her most days so it was just a very strong attraction. The thing that worried her was if one day Sam notice just how attractive Toni was with her long red hair and slender body, and bright blue eyes, which told Mercedes she was probably a natural blonde too so that meant if her color came back he'd fall for her. Shaking out the ideas she left and got on the floor for work, time to make some money she thought.
Five hours later they were closing and counting down their drawers, Sam and Mercedes friendship remained in tack after their fun, Sam did text her to tell her about his terrible day at work and how he wished he didn't agree to go in, but knowing them they'd have talked him into it. She wondered if he meant he wanted to be there with her kissing more but she killed that thought before it could be rooted. Mercedes walked around straightening the shelves and putting things where they belonged. Sam finished the money, "Merc come sign please."
She returned to the registers and signed the paperwork, while there was a light knocking at the window, they looked up and it was a mall friend who had closed up yelling, "Beat you guys again!"
Sam chuckled and shook his head making his way to the window, "Yeah yeah and that's why your store is always messy right?"
She giggled and shook her head, "My store is messy cause I have customers in it all the time can you say the same thing?" The two of them went back and forth and Mercedes started to go to the back when she head, "Mercedes! Come say hi to me!"
She shook her head and walked over, "Olivia you're too loud and how are you just so damn happy all the time."
Olivia shrugged, "No idea what you mean but I know you weren't going to leave me alone with this one and not say hi at least."
Mercedes laughed, "No no I just thought you guys wanted to continue your banter."
Sam scoffed, "For it to be banter she'd have to be witty."
Olivia mocked Sam and rolled her eyes, "Anyways I'm out of here later guys."
As she left Mercedes wondered out loud, "When are you going to hook up with her?"
For the fact that they had just had a make out session two days prior her tone was every bit best friend and not jealous girlfriend which surprised Sam, he pushed off the glass he was leaning on and shrugged, "I hadn't thought about it. Never looked at her like that." Mercedes nodded and the two walked to go and clock out and leave for the night, Sam grabbed the deposit to take to the bank on his way. After taking out trash they were headed to their cars. "You think she'd be into it?" Sam said out of no where.
Mercedes stopped walking and turned, "Who would be into what?"
Sam opened his car door and put the deposit in the passenger seat, "Olivia, you think she'd be into hooking up with me?" Mercedes felt her heart race, he was just passing through with her, that kissing was a one time thing and she was back to the friend zone.
She shrugged trying not to seem affected, "I mean I don't know you'd have to ask her..."
He nodded and looked down then up through his hair, "Would you ask her?"
It was involuntary for her, but her mouth fell open as if a boulder was lodged in there and finally fell lose. She thought of cursing him out, of telling him take his sexy lips and kiss her ass and not in an enjoyable way, of how the hell could he twice in one weeks time hurt her feelings but this time instead of blowing up she took a breath, "You know I don't set people up Sam."
She turned on the ball of her foot and walked to her car. Sam watched her leave and sighed, figuring he'd ask her himself instead of involving his best friend. As he got in and put the key in nothing happened when he turned the ignition. He tried again and groaned getting out and popping the hood. Mercedes was in her car and started wanting to scream at the idiot she called a best friend and herself for their conversation. She was about to pull away when she saw him under his hood, "Not again..." She turned the wheel and drove over to see if he needed a jump or something, "Battery again?"
He looked over at her and shook his head, "I don't think so... would you mind?"
She gave a half smile and pulled her bag from her seat, "Hop in romeo." He reached in giving her full view of his butt and she tilted her head enjoying the view as he grabbed the deposit bag and locked his car up, he'd have to call AAA and have them come get it but he just wanted to get out of there. He got in Mercedes' car and she drove off to the bank first to drop the money then they were off to her place. He usually stayed the night whenever he had car trouble, Mercedes dad was mostly out of town and this night was no different. Sam fiddled with her cds chuckling at her mix of rap, rock, country and R&B tastes, her mood determined what she listened to of course. After fifteen minutes they were in her driveway and Mercedes was about to get out of the car when Sam held her wrist, "Hang on..." She looked at him and she settled back in her seat, "I just wanted to say that I don't look at Olivia like that but sometimes I do look at you like that and I wouldn't mind if you kissed me again..." His lopsided smile shown on his face he got out of the car and left her shocked in the driver's seat. He had his own key so he just let himself in making his way to the kitchen for something to eat.
"Damn it!" She hit the steering wheel, she spent the ride home telling herself that Sam was and is her best friend and no more kissing so she had to let it go and of course fifteen minutes of a car ride erase something like that but it would help her start to learn how to push it aside then he goes and says that and now all she wants to do is go inside and kiss him. Stupid best friend with his stupid random moments of honesty was just killing her completely. She got out of the car and went inside trying not to slam the door, she kicked off her shoes and made her way to the kitchen where Sam was looking for something to eat, her dad must have come and gone cause there was more food in the fridge than before she went to work.
Sam glanced over his shoulder, "Wanna bite?" She looked at his lips and sighed but turned and left the room to go in the living room. He reached in taking an apple for now and followed she was laying on the couch and looked like she was pouting, he couldn't be sure the light was off but the kitchen light gave a glow on her face he could kind of make out. He bit into his apple and turned on the light for her taking a seat at her feet and pulling them in his lap, "What's wrong?"
She shrugged, "Just tired I guess." She lied and he knew it he just gave her his don't lie to me look and she sighed, 'How am I supposed to look at you and say what I want to say I'm scared ok!' She however shrugged, "Nothing I want to talk about right now." He nodded and continued to eat his apple and at the same time his thump rubbed her leg while he did so. It was an innocent moment that if truth be told it was kind of loaded, Sam's hand started out at her calf and she sat up to get the remote and watch some tv and slowly without her really noticing he inched it up higher and higher till it was on her upper thigh.
He finished his apple and patted her butt, "I need to get up." She lifted her legs and he went to throw away his apple, he came back taking off his hat and hoodie he was wearing and she lifted her legs again but this time he just smirked and pulled his shirt from behind over his head and tossed it in the chair, Mercedes stared up at him as he got down on the couch and on top of her and attached his lips to her neck. The remote fell to the floor and his arms adjusted him more comfortably, his large hand caressed her cheek and he lifted up and captured her lips, she gasped in his mouth when she felt firm pressure between her legs coming from him. He pulled away quickly and but kept his contact with her body, "Sorry..."
She shook her head slightly, "It's ok just surprised me there for a second." He nodded and cupped her butt and caused her to move more on to her back on the couch and he evened himself so she couldn't feel his very aroused state. He wanted to take it slow with her because she was a virgin and he didn't want to freak her out. His lips attached her hers and his fingers threaded through her hair, and for everything his hairs found places to touch that drove her crazy or just the fact that he could do so many things all at once had her at her ends. He pulled away and rested his forehead on hers.
He took a few breathes, "Good?" She nodded and he smiled and placed one more kiss on her lips and got off her and placed her legs back on his lap and took the remote, "I hate this show..." He started to flip the channels as Mercedes tried to process what just happened between them and how quickly it happened and ended. She brushed the hair out of her face and tried to control her breathing.