Sortilegio belongs to the Televisa Network and Glee belongs to fox and RIB. Sorry for the late update, please don't throw things at me. Even though I deserve it. This chapter has taken me longer than usual but it's finally finish. Thanks to those who review, follow and favorite and thank you to those that PM me giving the butt kicking I needed to finish this chapter. I can't promise a new chapter will be coming out anytime soon. I will be traveling out of the country in three weeks to get surgery. Don't worry it's not life threatening but I don't think I will be able to write for a while. I will try to update before then but it will very unlikely so I can't make any promises. Hope you enjoy this update.
After a little temper tantrum where she kick and punch the bed to release her frustration Mercedes calms down after hearing her phone ring. It was her friend from college Santana.
"Santana. Oh my god I'm so glad you called." Said Mercedes relieved.
"Girl where the hell have you been? Now that you're married to billionaire you completely forgot about your poor friends." Yell Santana.
"You know that's not true Santana."
"Isn't it? You've been all over the news and I've been calling and messaging you on Facebook and email and I haven't heard anything from you. But I want to know why you didn't tell me you were marrying a billionaire. Is that why you wouldn't post pictures of him on Facebook."
"I told you he didn't want his picture on Facebook because his employers do look to see if their employees have Facebook and he wanted to make an impression on his bosses that's why he himself didn't have one. , I couldn't violate his privacy. " She hated to lie to her best friend but what could she do.
"Fine, I know you have your husband back and you must be in your honeymoon stage so I will let it go."
"God Santana if you only knew." She murmurs to herself.
"What? What are you talking about, are you okay?" Santana asks worry.
"Yeah I'm fine. Tell me how you are dealing with your grandmother's death. How are you doing?" Mercedes Asks. Santana had moved to the Dominican Republic to take care of her grandmother after learning that she was dying of cancer. She didn't have to think twice about it. Her grandmother had raised her so Santana felt it was her turn to take care of her grandmother. Not soon after Santana left, Brittany followed. It was really hard for Santana because she knew her grandmother didn't approve of her being a lesbian or her relationship with her girlfriend Brittany. Even when she had some idea that Santana's grandmother didn't approve of her relationship with Santana, Brittany wanted to be there for her and so they both took care of Santana's grandmother.
"Yeah I'm fine. I miss her and a part of me wants to stay in DR, but everything reminds me of her so I'm thinking of going back to the states, though I might have to drag Brittany out of the country, she loves it here."
"I can imagine. I'm just glad that your grandmother gave you her blessing before she died."
"I think she knew that it was almost time and despite not approving of our relationship Brittany took care of her as if she was her own grandmother. She saw for herself how happy we make each other. I was happy with Brittany and she realized that that's what's important."
"Yeah." Santana heard Mercedes sight over the phone.
"Aretha are you okay. I understand me being sad but you just got your hot billionaire husband back so why do you sound so sad?"
"I'm not sad Santana, I just missed my dad and I'm worry about him that's all."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I'm going to call him. Talk to you later?"
"Yeah, bye. Mercedes if you need to talk about anything, you know I'm ready to listen whatever it is."
"I know, thanks girl."
"You welcome Aretha, bye, enjoy your honeymoon."
Mercedes called her dad at home and went looking for Tina so she could talk to him but her father would not answer nor could she find Tina. Unfortunately she found Finn walking towards her in the living room.
"Who were you talking to?" Asks Finn.
"I was calling my dad but it seems he's not home." Mercedes answered her voice low.
"What happen?" Finn asks his voice equally low.
"With what?" asks Mercedes.
"The divorce?"
"He doesn't want to give me one, nor does he want me to leave." Replies Mercedes. Neither of them notices Sam coming out of his office towards them and hiding behind a wall when he saw them together being so secretive.
"You should have insisted."
"Don't you think I did that? I told him that this was a big mistake. That I don't love him anymore."
"And what did he say."
"Nothing, He doesn't want to."
"Pig." Says Finn losing his patience. "He probably wants to get you into his bed first. Don't allow it Mercedes, I'm warning you."
"As if it were that easy. If he tries what should I do start slapping him."
"Why not? Did you not tell him you don't love him?
"Yeah, But that did not deter him from wanting answers. I'm can't do this for much longer Finn you have got to get me out of here."
"I will my love. But in the meantime stay away from him and the next time he invites you into his bedroom tell him no. I love you Mercedes." He says as he grabs her hand and kisses it but she pulls away.
"Don't talk to me about love. You have ruined my life. All this time you lie to me. Made a fool out of me, of my love for you. Because I really did love you Finn." Said Mercedes with tears in her eyes. "But after everything you have done, what you deserved is for me to really give myself to him and become his woman to really make you suffer." She said with a harsh tone.
"Don't you dare Mercedes. Don't play with me. He may stay with everything else, I don't care. But not you, Mercedes. Not you. Is that clear?" Said Finn with desperate look on his face. He leaves and after a second Mercedes goes back upstairs.
Sam slowly comes from behind the wall with a hunted look on his face.
Outside Finn sees Tina and goes to talk to her. "
"Tina I want you to convince your stupid sister not to sleep with that asshole."
"Any girl would jump through hoops to get in bed with that hottie." She answers and tries to leave but he grabs her arm forcelluly to turn her towards him.
"I'm being serious you idiot."
"Even if she doesn't do it. Do you really think after everything she will want to get back together with you?" She said with an incredulous look on her face.
"Just make sure she doesn't do it. I'll deal with the rest."
Mercedes Guess Room.
Mercedes is putting her clothes back in the closet and she hears a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"
"Sam." Comes the voice from behind the door. Mercedes takes a deep breath and goes to open the door.
"What do you want?" She asks coldly.
"To talk."
"We talked."
"Yeah, but I would like to talk about me." Even if he's asking to come in she knows better than to tell him no, after what happen earlier. She gets out of the way and he comes in.
Sam sights as he walks in. "What has happen to me is very strange and I would like for you to help me." He turns to look at her. "Mercedes I'm confuse, I'm very confuse and that is something that I don't like." He says sitting down on a chair.
Mercedes walks slowly until she sits on her bed. "Maybe if you take those tests…"
"Yeah, yeah and maybe I'll find out if a part of my head is not working and I have gone completely crazy." He said sounding frustrated.
Her faces soften because despite everything she feels for him and a part of her wants to comfort him and tell him that everything is going to be okay. But she stays put. But he doesn't. He gets up from his chair and goes to sit next to her on the bed.
What is it with this man he's constant need to invade my personal space. She thinks as he grabs her hand but she doesn't pull away. "Help me." He asks her looking softly into her eyes.
"I wish I could, but how?"
"Talking about us."
"I already told you."
"Okay then, let's pretend that we just met."
"It's would be pointless."
"Humor me… Please. So make yourself beautiful, well more beautiful than you already are and we'll go out to dinner tonight." He says with a smile.
He sees her hesitation as she trying to decide what to do. He caresses her cheek "Please, please Mercedes." He asks softly and she nods. He sights in relieve and kisses her cheek. Instead of pulling away he presses his forehead against hers and closes his eyes enjoying the closeness. After a moment he pulls away and squeezes her hand and leaves.
Mercedes stays not knowing what to think. What happen to the raging man from this morning?" She asks herself and can't come up with an answer.
Carole's Room.
Sam knocks on the door and Carole tells the person to come in. Sam walks in with a folder in his hands.
"How are you feeling son?"
"Good."
"I knew you'd forget or put it off for as long as possible so I made you an appointment with Blaine to take those test you need tomorrow."
"Yes, thanks. Mother I'm taking Mercedes out to dinner tonight and but she doesn't have suitable clothes and I don't want her to feel embarrassed. Can you call Kurt?"
"Of course, I'll ask him to bring some clothes from his boutique." She said delighted. "So you finally remember."
He nods "Yes… Yes I'm sure I have never seen her before and that I didn't married her. In conclusion Mercedes is not my wife."
"Then what?"
"I want to know."
"But maybe with the test tom…"
"Mom I'm very sure.
"Yes it's very strange. But she seems like a good person, sweet, maybe intimidated with our way of life.
"No Mom. You saw her when she saw me for the first time. She was terrified. She probably believed I was dead and came here thinking she was going to inherit my fortune."
"But I saw her pain."
"Then she's one hell of an actress, or a fool someone is manipulating very well."
"But who could be manipulating her, because I don't believe someone could be manipulating her."
"Mom in this folder is a list of all the trips I've taken and phone calls and transactions I've made last week and there is nothing about trips to neither Ohio nor phones calls to her cell phone or house phone, nothing."
"Well you maybe you didn't use one of your regular cell phone but you used that other one because in it was her number."
"Yes, but I didn't put it there."
"It's impossible Sam. Besides you don't always tell us where you are. More than once I have called your office and nobody knows where you are, not even your assistant."
"Because I was probably checking on terrain or doing something else, I don't exactly have to notify when I'm going to the bathroom. Besides my assistant told me that the day I supposedly got marry I travelled to Texas."
"Well maybe that's what you told her, because for some reason you wanted to keep you marriage secret."
"Why mother, why would I do that?" He said raising his voice.
"How am I supposed to know?"
"Unless I lost my mind and not now after the accident but six months ago when she says I met her.
"But Finn went to City Hall in Ohio and he saw the documents and everything was in order."
Sam sights with his head resting on his hands "In the end everything will come to light." He gets up from his chair. "Please mother call Kurt and arrange everything, and please do not say a word of this conversation to anyone, not even Finn."
"Why not Finn?" She asked estranged.
"Is a favor that I'm asking, please mom, and with Mercedes just keep pretending everything is fine.
Mercedes and Tina are standing by the window in Mercedes room.
"Is not fair Tina. Sam is confused, desperate and even thinks he's lost his mind."
"We are desperate too Mercedes."
"But he never did anything to us. It's our fault."
"No this is Finn's fault."
"And mine and yours and dad too for covering for him."
"Then go ahead and spill the beans so we can to jail." Tina saw her sister cry silently and went and hugged her. "I understand Mercedes. He's handsome and a good person."
"He asked me for help. But how can I help him if I don't tell him the truth. Despite his behavior this morning he seems like a good person. Maybe If I tell him how everything happened"
"And you're going to drag us between your legs. Besides you think that Finn is going to allow it. He's going to say that you're crazy and so will I and dad too. You got yourself in this mess now you have to tough it out." Said Tina harshly to her sister.
"But if he discovers the truth for himself it will be much worse." Mercedes say trying to get hers sister to understand.
"Then behave like what you supposedly are, a woman madly in love with her husband and very happy that you married him. Come on, it's not going to be that hard for you."
"Of course it's going to be hard."
"Well I don't believe you, not even if you get on knees and swear it to me. He's attractive, rich young and you even said that he seem like a good person."
Mercedes shakes her head and moves away from the window. "You just don't understand Tina."
"Maybe not, nor do I care. I just don't want to go to jail. I don't want to beaten and rape and dad do you think a man at his age with disability will last long in jail. You got us into this for falling for an unscrupulous asshole. What makes it out fault?"
Before Mercedes could answer there's a knock on the door. "Mercedes its Carole can I come in?
Mercedes and Tina looked at each other. "Yes come in" Said Mercedes a little nervous.
"Hey sweetie. Sam just informed me that he invited you out for dinner. I have made arrangements for your wardrobe and as well as you hair and make-up.
"Thank you Mrs. Evans but that's not really necessary; I can do that on my own." Mercedes said softly.
Carole walks further in the room and sits down and so do Mercedes and Tina. "Mercedes I understand that finding about Sam's social status might have a bit of shock to you. But I'm going to be straightforward with you. It's not your fault that you grew up in what our society would call low to middle class but now you are Sam Evans wife and it would not seem appropriate to go out with you husband with the clothes you have."
Most people would feel ashamed but Mercedes held her head high. "There is nothing wrong with the clothes that I have. That I buy at the mall or online or that they don't cost 5,000 dollars is not a crime. I'm not ashamed of where I come from, I work hard for what I have and I don't owe anything to anybody."
"I'm glad you feel that way, you should never be ashamed of where you come from and I for one think you have a great sense of style. But if people see you with Sam wearing clothes that are not adequate they are going to think badly of him, not you." Said Carole softly, then her face brighten up and smiles excitedly. "Besides there's nothing wrong with letting your husband treat you like a queen. It's his obligation." Mercedes nodded not happy but understands. "So, I called a close friend of the family who's a very good fashion designer and he will do you hair and make-up as well." Carole gets up and leaves.
"God you make so mad I feel like slapping you right now." Said Tina angry.
"He's not my husband Tina." Mercedes responds frustrated with her sister.
"Yes he is, You married Sam Evans."
"Not this Sam Evans. I married another one."
"Then go ahead and wear your stupid mall dress pants and shirts so everyone can laugh at you and he can feel ashamed of even being seen with you. Don't you understand what you have in your hands?"
"What I understand is that we are deceiving a man that does not deserve it. We should be doing things worthy of admiration and not things that fill us with shame." Tina groans and leaves.
"She didn't want the clothes?" Asks Sam estranged at what he just heard.
"No, she seemed a little offended actually." Answered Carole.
This makes Sam think." Umm looks like she's not a gold digger then." Said Sam to himself.
"She seems like a good woman, simple, honest."
Sam nods. "Thanks mom." He leaves her studio.
Outside Tina is walking out when she sees a man washing Finn's car.
"Hey, have I seen you before?" she asked approaching him.
"Of course we have seen each other miss." He asks washing the car avoiding looking directly at her.
"No, I mean before coming here. Weren't you with your boss in Miami, when we met him?"
"No miss."
"Weren't you in the club?
"No miss, you're mistaken."
"Well then okay. God I'm in the most exciting in the world and completely bore."
"Maybe I can take you around the city."
"So Rachel can throw a fit, I know you drive her around."
"Yes, but on my free time and I can do what I want."
"Tina, come here." Finn calls from the door. "Where's your sister?"
"In her room making herself beautiful because her husband is taking her out for dinner." She says with smile. "Too bad for you. Should have gotten her a less handsome husband." She whispers provokingly as she walks by him with a look of satisfaction.
Finn looks beyond annoyed and goes to Tim.
"We have to do something to get him out of the picture. Because apart from still being alive he wants to take my girl and that is something that I will not allow."
"But if she wants…
"She wants me." Finn says angry.
"If you say so sir."
"You're getting along with Tina right?"
"Well she's bore but maybe I can take her around town."
"Take her out and get her to talk. Call every five star restaurant in the city and find out where Sam is has reservations for tonight." Finn orders before leaving.
Later that night.
"I think I'm going to cry…Wow Mercedes you look like one of those Hollywood superstars." Said Tina looking at her sister wearing a gorgeous one shoulder blue chiffon gown that flowed as she moved.
"I feel uncomfortable."
"Don't start, behave normally. Think of it as one just your dresses."
"But this isn't just any dress." Says Mercedes looking down at her beautiful dress. She never thought she'd wear something so fancy. Hell the most fancy dress she ever wore was to prom.
"Then think of it as if you're going to costume party." Tina just keeps looking at hers sister with so much happiness and a little bit of envy.
"Woo him sis. Seduced him, you can do it."
"Do you think it's that easy to seduce a man? Besides he's used to going out with beautiful women."
"Then make him all hot and bother, and if by beautiful women you referring to the sour orange Quinn, you're way more beautiful than she is and I mean on whole other level that you can't even compete."
Mercedes stays quiet, she looks sad. "What's the matter Mercedes? You can't be looking sad looking as gorgeous as you look."
"It's just that.. I loved Finn."
Tina groans. "Don't even mention the son of bitch. Besides a nail drives out another, and this one is made of gold." Mercedes nods.
"Come on Sam must be waiting anxiously for you." Tina says pulling out of her room.
"I'm just going to be myself."
"Fine, be your simple self. Be happy and sassy, be your charming adorable self and he will love you. It will be like you're going out with a friend."
"That's what he said."
"See, he's not a fool."
"Absolutely not."
"And smile sis, see." Tina smiles brightly.
"Call dad and tell him what happen."
"Ok ok go." Tina sights as she sees her sister go and sits on a chair in the hallway and puts her hands together. "Oh please god send me someone exactly like him. What would it cost you?
Sam is waiting downstairs for Mercedes. He hears footsteps and turns around and is completely astounded. "My god… you look stunning." Sam says in awe of her beauty.
Mercedes laughs nervously. "Don't be lying now."
Sam smiles moving closer to her. "No I swear I felt my heart pounding, I still do." They laugh. They stand very close to each other but neither them care. They both smiling brightly at each other.
He starts taking off her earring. "What?" she asks smiling looking at him taking off her earring, but he just takes the other earring off. "What are you doing?"
"Let me? I'm not an expert on this but well…" He says as he places a different set of earrings that match with the dress.
"Thanks" She says smiling brightly. "Where's you sling?"
"The doctor allowed me to take it off for a couple of hours." He takes out from a velvet box a beautiful jewel necklace that matches the earrings and tries to put it on her. "This is also for you."
"No, no." she shakes her head and moves away.
"Please."
"No."
"Why not. Please Mercedes." She stops and allows him to put on the necklace. "Don't you like jewelry?" He whispers over her shoulder as he puts on the necklace.
"It's not that, it's just I don't want it." And it's true she doesn't want to owe anything to this man.
"Borrowed then?" He said smiling at her.
She smiles back touching the necklace "Okay, but only borrowed."
"Agree, let's go." He puts his hand on her lower back as they walk to the car. "The truth is that you are very beautiful."
She smiles shyly "Thanks."
"I imagine that you must be used to be showered with compliments by now."
"Well in my neighborhood compliments are normally backhanded and crass and I never really liked them."
"Ahh." He nods and opens the door for her but stands really close to her looking into her eyes. "What do you think about me?" He asks with a seducing smile.
"I don't want to feed your vanity." She says with a smile knowing what he was doing. He chuckles as she gets in the car and he goes to put her seat belt on, knowing it's only an excuse to be close to her.
They look at each other smiling nervously" Safety first" He says making her laugh. His lips brush against hers and they stay there for a few seconds teasing but not kissing. He finally gets up and closes the door and goes to his side.
As they leave a jealous Finn angrily watches from a balcony.
Sam and Mercedes arrived at the restaurant. Mercedes goes to open her door but Sam stops her.
"Sorry, used to open my own door." Says Mercedes sheepish.
"I didn't open doors for you?" Asks Sam as he hands her his hand to help her out of the car.
"Oh yeah, you usually offered but I never saw the point on you running around the car to open the door when I'm more than capable of opening my own door. Still there were times you still opened doors for me."
"Welcome Mr. Evans. We're so glad that you're alive and well."
"Thanks."
"Your table is ready for you. Follow me please."
Would like something to drink?" Asks Sam looking at Mercedes.
"No thanks, nothing for me." Mercedes nervously looks back.
Sam turns to the host. "Two martinis please. We will be sitting at the bar until our dinner is ready" He guides Mercedes to the bar.
"Right away sir."
Mercedes looks at him sideways. "Do you always do what you want?"
"Not always, you"
"Very few times."
Sam keeps looking at her with awe which makes her blush. "What?"
Nothing, you just look so beautiful."
Mercedes closes her eyes and shifts in her seat." Does it bother you that tell you this?"
"It makes me feel uncomfortable." She says honestly. Sam nods and changes the conversation.
"Do you like the place?
"Yes, is very elegant."
"It's a great restaurant and the food is great."
"Good cause I'm hungry." Says Mercedes chuckling and slightly touching his arm in flirty manner. They both take their glasses.
"I want to make a toast. To the future, may it show us who we really are." Said Sam making a point of looking directly at her. He wanted her to know that he was on to her. Make her nervous and make her make a mistake. It seems to have worked because she immediately lost her smile. As they both drank, Mercedes look nervous while Sam would not stop looking straight at her.
Later they were sitting at their table. They were more relaxed now.
No, no more." Mercedes smile covering her glass.
"Come on its only white wine." Said Sam removing her hand and pouring her more wine. "Tell me more"
"Any way, in my sophomore year of college, my dad was force to retire. I had to move back home."
"So he's not working right now?"
"Well he sort of has a small business. He finds antiques and sells them. He has a bad knee, so he can only do so much."
"Unfortunately it's very hard for seniors to find work."
"Very true, and I don't think it's fair."
"Neither do I." He says making her smile.
"Cheers" She says laughing. He laughs with her as they touch their glasses, she's more relaxed. Laughing and more loose than he has seen since he met her. It seems that her walls were falling down.
Sam sees Finn at the entrance; anger rises in him like a tidal wave. Mercedes doesn't notice Finn and he plans to keep it that way. He turns from Finn to her. "Would you excuse me a moment?"
"Sure."
Sam gets up and walks around the restaurant until he gets to Finn.
"What are you doing here?" Asks Sam calmly, but inside he's anything but.
"I'm waiting for Beckerman."
"He's not here."
"I'll wait for him."
"I don't want you here." Says Sam barely containing his anger.
"You can't forbid me being here, it's a public place."
"Leave."
"Why?"
"Cause you're a nuisance."
"Tough, I'm not going anywhere." Says Finn as he goes to sit.
Sam chuckles. "Finn, oh Finn you never change. Host." The host comes towards Sam to see what he wants.
"When Mr. Beckerman arrives, tell him that Mr. Hudson is waiting for him at Madison 6."
"Yes sir." Finn gets up angrily from his chair.
"And now or you leave, or we start throwing blows." Finn hesitates but then turns and leaves. Sam turns around and walks towards his table.
Mercedes sees him and smiles "Sorry."
"Your food is cold."
"I don't care, I rather watch you." She blushes and he grabs her hand and looks at her in the eyes. "You know what, I think… I think that I'm going to fall in love with you again. And very soon."
Mercedes smiles nervously and he picks up his glass. "Cheers." She chuckles trying to calm her nerves.
Carole and Tina are in the dining room eating dinner.
"Where's Finn?" asks Tina.
"I have no idea. It's not the first time I eat alone so thanks for your company."
"No thank you Mrs. Carole."
"Burt we are ready to eat."
"Yes ma'am." He leaves.
"Do you guys dine together?" Asks Carole.
"Well my sister and I yes. Unless it was her turn to close the store, but we almost always had lunch together."
"And your dad?"
"Sometimes he would be home for dinner, other times he would arrive late."
"Tell me about Sam and Mercedes in Ohio."
Tina hesitated but she couldn't exactly say no without sounding suspicious. "Well my sister was so in love, and I envied her a little. Could you imagine? Finding yourself a good man, attractive, with a good job. When all the guys in town were losers… Anyway I kind of felt sad for my dad. You see Mercedes has always been his favorite and I understand why. I mean she's always been a good daughter, smart, hardworking and then after his accident she maintain the house hold and pay for my nursing school. But in the end everything turned out alright."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean we though Sam was dead, and it turns out he really wasn't."
"Yes, we all suffered when we got the news."
"Mercedes was inconsolable; she kept saying it wasn't true."
"Do you have any idea why Sam never told you about his situation?"
"No Ms. Carole. We all thought he was an employee at a firm in New York."
"Didn't you search for him in the internet or Facebook."
"No, he told Mercedes that he didn't have a Facebook account because he didn't want his bosses looking him up."
Carole nodded and turn to her food. It was true that Sam had closed his Facebook account when crazy girls and the media started stalking him online. Still she could not let her guard down if Sam said they were lying she had to remain suspicious.
Sam and Mercedes are getting up from their table ready to leave. He puts his arm around her back caressing her bare arm as they walk closely. She doesn't' push him away, nor does she feel uncomfortable. She feels safe, like she's home in his arms. This should scare her but right this moment she didn't care. Maybe it was the alcohol talking but she liked being this close to him, being in his arms like she belongs there.
"How about we walk a little?"
"Sure." She looks at him with relax smile on her face.
"Later we'll return for the car. Anyway as I was saying I've travelled a lot. At first with Finn. My dad was a very busy man and my mom didn't want him alone." She tripped a little on her legs and her purse fell. He picked up for her.
"Thanks." He held her hand as they walked.
"During summer vacations they would send us to Europe, Asia, Australia, but then later we stopped. Finn and I never got along." She rushed to a bench on the sidewalk but never let go of his hand.
"Why?" She said looking up at him with a goofy smile. He leans down bringing his face close to her almost kissing.
"I don't know." He whispered. "He's older than me would pick on me and whenever we play any game." She got up from the bench and started walking again. He put his arms around her as they walked. "He never missed an opportunity to bully me."
She turns around in his arms. "Oh but why." She says with a pout as she caresses his face. He couldn't help but smile at how cute she looked.
"Well you see he was older than me." He chuckles at her goofy look and once again put his arm around her back to caress her arm and hold her hand with his other hand. "When our parents got married and I guess he never accepted it. So obviously he would take it out on me."
"Your dad treated him differently?"
"No, my dad never made any distinction between us, just as my mom love me equally as he did Finn and Rachel."
They walk in silence for a few seconds until he hugs her closer and he caresses her cheek and kisses her other cheek in which makes her lean closer to him and smile brightly. They seem so at easy so comfortable being so close. They keep walking with huge smiles on their faces, like two people who are in love and happy to be together.
Later they arrived at the front of the house.
"Did you enjoy the evening?" Asks Sam taking off his seatbelt and.
"Very much so, thank you." He moves closer to her.
"No thank you, I have fun as well. A part from being very intelligent you're also excellent company." He says sincerely.
"You too."
They keep looking at each other smiling for a few seconds until he moves closer once again and unlocks her seatbelt. She knows what he's doing but can't find in herself to object. What has gotten into her she can't stop smiling at him. He caresses her face and puts his forehead against hers looking at her straight in her eyes. They stay like this for a few seconds and they just forget about the world. Right now is only the two of them and nothing else matters.
"I really want to kiss you." He whispers with his eyes close and his lips almost touching hers. "May I?" he asks as he opens his eyes.
She looks at him desire to kiss him clear in her eyes. She nods without taking her eyes off of him.
His hand caresses her face and his lips hover above hers. She desperately wants to kiss him and it seems like an eternity what is really just a couple of seconds. Her eyes are close and her skin is simmering with need. She feels his soft lips on her and once again a thousand emotions run through her body but this time she doesn't fight it.
He kisses her softly but soon can't contain himself and kisses her like a thirsty man in the desert. He licks her lower lip and she allows him entrance. She feels his tongue against her and can't help but hummed. The feeling is overwhelming yet they can't get enough. She feels overcome with passion and kisses him back with equal fervor. Right this moment there are no lies, no deceiving and no anger, no pain. Right now is only the two of them in the world and nothing else matters.
He could really die right now and he would be the happiest man. He knew for sure he was now addicted to this woman's lips and there was no way he could ever let her go.
Even as they knew the kiss had to end neither one wanted to let go. But eventually they had to breathe.
He once again put his forehead against hers staring at her in her eyes and she did the same and they smile brightly.
Neither of them notices angry Finn watching from a terrace.
She clumsily stumbles into the house laughing, making the door hit the wall. She puts her finger on her lips signaling him to keep it down, even if she's the one making all the noise.
"Oh I feel…" she says smiling goofily.
"What?" He asks smiling.
"Light… like I'm floating." She laughs and throws herself back and almost falls so he has to catch her. She laughs even harder when he catches her and leans into him.
"But happy, yes?" He says smiling brightly and holding her in his arms.
"Yes, I usually just drink a beer on a hot summer day or Christmas and new year's eve. But this time I think the alcohol went to my head."
He loves her smile. It fascinates him to see her like this, so carefree and happy. Even if she's smiling so much because she's a little drunk. It occurs to him that this is the first time he seem her genuinely smile at him and been so comfortable with him. If she were an actress she would have play the happy wife that got her husband back. Maybe she is being manipulated, if the only way for her to act so carefree with him is when she's drunk.
"Don't worry I won't take advantage of you." He says holding her in his arms and caressing her face. "Or, who knows maybe I will."
"No, you wouldn't dare." She says smiling as she moves her finger back and forth in his face.
"Don't be so sure."
She walks tipsily. "I swear I feel…so light…" she giggles as she stumbles on the bottom of the stairs.
Sam runs to help her up, even now she still giggling. "Okay okay they're going to hear us." He whispers and lifts her up. "Let me help you."
She can't stop giggling. "Light, yeah light, light, light." He keeps repeating to himself. "Oh god my ribs." This just makes her laugh harder.
"Yeah." she nods as she laughs. He refuses to give up and slowly carries her up the stairs. "Don't drop me." She snickers at him.
'Shhh they're going to hear us." He says laughing at their predicament.
He carries her until they get to his bedroom door, and then puts her down. He opens the door but she stops laughing. "This is not my bedroom."
"Supposedly it is." He says with a seducing smile and pulls her closer but she moves back and turns to leave. "Help me." She asks as she takes off the earrings and then trying to take off the necklace.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm giving them back to you."
He stands behind her and holds her close to him. "No, they were a gift." He kisses her neck and she leans into his touch.
"We agree it was borrowed."
"Hey" He moves to face her. "I lied" he says softly with a smirk.
His admission is like a bucket of cold water that completely sobers her up and everything that's going on comes crashing down on her. "I don't like lies." She says as she walks away with her head down. Her voice is trembling and is struggling not to cry.
"I don't like them either."
He can see her trying not to cry and failing. "Hey, it's okay." He hugs her from behind trying to comfort her. "Why don't you trust me? Why don't you tell me?"
She shakes her head with her eyes close. He turns her to face him and wipes the tears off. 'Whatever it is I will understand." He looks at her in the eyes for her to see that he's telling the truth.
"It just hurts, everything that is going on…" She cries and he careers her face.
"You mean me not remembering." She doesn't give him an answer, but he can see that she's hurting.
"If I loved you before, I'm sure I will have no problem loving you now." She can see that he's sincere and it just makes it worst.
"I don't want to talk about that." She walks away but he follows her to her door.
"You're right, let's not ruin what has been such a good night." He opens her door.
She walks in but turns around. "Thanks."
He moves closer and caresses her arms making her shiver. "I really don't know what to think of you Mercedes. But I'm starting to like you a lot." His eyes full of want and need for this woman. He kisses her putting his hand through her hair. He recedes and looks at her for moment.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight." As she walks towers her bed she can't contain herself anymore and lies down and sobs.
He closes her door and goes to his room. He takes off his shirt and sits on his bed taking his pain pills. "I'm not wrong. Someone is manipulating her and she's scare. And I want to know who it is."