Chapter 4: Chicken

Dinner sucked. The whole time I listened to Adam talking up Sam. That would have been fine it Sam hadn't been falling for it. She was actually flirting with this guy, I never saw her for the type to want a suit and tie guy. That's all he was, he talking about any of his hobbies or places he'd traveled to, all he talked about was work. He brought up cases that she'd been in and she blushed at his compliments. I knew about all that stuff too and I would have told her all those things. I would have told how happy I was that she had managed to turn her life around. I would have even mention her work in the juvenile sector, which he didn't. I would have done all those things if she had talked to me at all.

After dinner I hung out with Maddy, Carly, and Dylan for a while. Sam went into the study with Adam. He claimed he wanted to show her something, probably his penis; the question was whether he knew how to use it. I couldn't believe after all these years I got jealous so easily. It's just that whenever Sam and I were together in the past conversations just flowed, it didn't matter whether it was an argument are a deep discussion, we always had something to say to each other, and tonight … nothing. That hurt.

Anyways, everyone made their way upstairs around eleven. I did the same but I couldn't sleep. I was a night owl. That's when I did most of my editing. My mind just seemed clearer at night. However, tonight it was my stomach that kept me awake. I never liked tofu so I didn't eat it. It never settled in my stomach well. It made it harder for me to "go" if you know what I mean. So, I snuck off the estate and found the nearest fast food restaurant. I found a Chickie Quickie and breezed through the drive thru. The smell of the deliciousness in my car made my mouth water. So much so that I almost ate in my car, which is something I have a strict rule against. Ever since Sam and I dated, whenever she ate in the car she'd leave her mess it barely took a week for her to make my car a wasteland. I sighed just the thought of her made me angry right now. I hopped out of my car knowing full well what I was going to do. I carefully closed the door behind me and made my way upstairs and stood in front of Samantha's door. I knocked only once before she answered. She immediately looked down at the bag in my hand. "Chicken?" She arched her eyebrow and then a slow smile spread across her lips.

" Fried Chicken, I figured I'd share … unless you're filled up on all the dinner rolls you inhaled." She rolled her eyes, then opened the door wider and moved to the side so I could come in. It wasn't until I was inside that I realized what she was wearing or the lack thereof. It was a red silk night gown, I'd never seen her in anything so short or thin. She looked down at herself.

"Yeah, you can thank my paralegal for all the slutty crap she threw in my luggage. It was either this or sleep naked." She laughed awkwardly and color flushed her cheeks.

"You look good," I spoke before allowed myself to fully think about what I was saying.

"Thanks, so about that chicken are we gonna eat or what?" We both sat on the foot of the bed and grabbed a couple of drumsticks out of the bucket. I sigh, my stomach seemed relieved. I seriously thought I was going to starve the duration of the week.

"This is extremely decent Freddie. Thanks for sharing." She spoke with her mouth full. Yeah, she most definitely still Sam.

"No problem." I finished my first piece and went in for a second. Sam was working on her third. "I was almost afraid to knock on your door. I didn't want to interrupt anything." She snapped her head to turn in my direction. She was frowning not because she was mad, she was confused. I groaned because that meant I was going to have to elaborate. I didn't know if I had the balls to do that. "Adam and you seemed kind of chummy." Sucked on her teeth and then rolled her eyes.

"Are you seriously asking me about this?" She stared at me, her look wasn't cold, but I couldn't read the expression behind them. I wasn't going to back down though, because I really wanted to know.

"Yeah," I said bluntly. I turned so I could see her face better. Was it possible that she hadn't aged? She was still so young , beautiful, and this dimly lit room she looked sexy as hell. She looked down and took a deep breath.

"You really don't have the right to ask me that Benson. I mean you've been all over the world I can only image the number of women you've associated with." She mumbled as picked at the rest of her chicken.

"In my life I've only dated five women. Well, only five that have meant anything to me. Of those five I've slept with two." Her eyes widened and then narrowed.

"Are you seriously telling me that you've only slept with two women? My God Benson you're almost thirty! That makes you a dweeb!" She laughed and fell back on the bed.

"No, I'm not a dweeb I'm selective. In all honesty although sex is good, great even … I need to trust the person I'm with. You understand?"

"Yes and no. I understand the concept, but I don't get why you're saying it." She sat back up and seemed completely invested in my conversation.

"I'm worth a lot of money Sam, more than I think most of the entertainment shows claim I'm worth. There's a lot of women that would love to sleep their way to the top. My first did … my second didn't mean to, but now she has her own reality show." He scoffed.

"What about Maddy?" It was my turn to look at her shocked. "Don't give me that Benson! I know something went down between the two of you." I nodded.

"I care about Maddy. We were together once … I barely remember it sometimes, I'd never tell her that, but I tried to make a relationship out of it. Something about us together in that way never clicked." Sam nodded as she absorbed everything.

"So you've been with three women." I smirked and the nodded and held up three fingers.

"Three!" I said jokingly and she laughed. "And you've been with …" I waited for her to finish the statement.

"Dude, you're not supposed to ask a lady how many guys she's been with." She punched me playfully in the arm and I laughed.

"I still want an answer Sammie." I frowned as soon as if slipped out. I knew she had caught it, but she didn't say anything about it.

"None." She looked down into her lap. "I haven't been with anybody … in that way. I've dated causally and been set up more times than I'd care to count, but nobody really got me going … if you know what I mean." She chuckled a little bit.

"Yeah, I get you." An awkward silence hit the room. I wondered if I'd ever really got her going. There were quite a few times when we were together that she would push me away nervously. Maybe it was just because I was too close, but I could swear she had to be feeling what I was feeling. Her blue eyes would darken and her cheeks would flush. That's when she was the most beautiful … when I made her look that way. "So what about Adam, are you thinking about giving him a chance?"

"I don't know. I don't really like being set up and that's what this is a big set up!" She laughed harder this time and then sighed. "Seriously I don't know. I mean he seems nice enough but if I wanted to talk shop all day I'd call Max."

"Max?" I asked confused.

"Maxine … she's my business partner and my replacement best friend, since Carly doesn't live close enough anymore," she teased.

"Oh." More silence as we both searched for what to say.

"Why do you care anyway?" She wouldn't look at me while she asked. The strap to her gown fell down her shoulder, she adjust it while she waited for an answer.

"I don't know Sam, just curious." My thoughts couldn't pull away from my desire to see more of her skin, and my hands seemed like they were burning to feel her skin. I looked in our now empty bucket and gathered all of our trash into it. "I'm going to head out. Talk to you later?"

"Yeah, yeah, of course." She walked me to the door and opened it. I stepped out into the hall and took on more look at her. "Night Freddie."

"Night Sam."

Author's Note: Everyone seemed to want more Seddie. So here's some. I wonder if anyone can guess what's going to happen next. As always please read and review … but no flames!