Chapter 10:

In Denial

Freddie was the first one who woke up. Instead of getting up and have a head start on his day, he was spellbound by looking at the peaceful face of Sam who was still sleeping. He gazed at the blonde before him. Yeah, he really loves this woman. Everything about Sam seems to be gorgeous in Freddie's eyes. Her blonde hair that when struck by the sun shines, her azure eyes that resembles the ocean, and he seems to be drown by it, just by looking at her. Sam's figure in which he really likes. Yes, the woman was short, but her body was enough to make guys drool and for girls to be envious at her. Damn, he would give anything to touch her soft, velvet skin again. Despite all of that, Freddie's favorite was Sam's lips, he love kissing her sweet, red lips. Everything about her is enough to make Freddie do whatever she wants him to do. He considers himself very lucky to be Sam's first in almost everything. First kiss, first date, first boy friend, first man in her life, and her first love. It seems like Sam noticed him staring at her, because her eyes fluttered open and she looked directly to him. Freddie chuckled when her eyes widened like saucers. Did she forget he slept in her apartment, moreover, her bed?

"Wha- What the hell are you doing here?!" she shrieked and the boys moved a bit, Sam lulled the twins to sleep again and faced him. "What are you doing here?" her voice, now turned into a whisper.

Freddie shrugged, "You gave me your permission to sleep here. Besides, I kept Louis from falling off the ground."

Sam frowned, finally remembering what she did last evening, "Oh, right. Well, thank you for your kindness."

"Great," Freddie rolled his eyes. "You're now being sarcastic." He got up and waited for Sam to go with him. "Well, you coming, or what?"

Sam was hesitant at first, but she recalled something, when they were dating back in high school, she often slept at the Benson's apartment whenever Freddie's mom was not home because she some things to attend to, like her frequent duties, which they benefited from. Anyway, she used to be the one who wakes up the last, and she can only be woken up by the smell of toasted bread and bacon, and the sound of it frying. Freddie always cooked breakfast for the both of them. Sam pushed the thought further. Will Freddie cook breakfast? "Are you going to cook or something?"

The man chuckled and nodded, "Yep, and I am going to cook the usual." Sam's face beamed like the sun. Man, she loves the usual, and to think that she haven't tasted it for years. The usual was very fulfilling to her stomach. She has a very fast metabolism so she doesn't worry about food. It was a mix of crispy bacon, toasted bread, and sunny side up on the side, to complete with pancakes full of syrup on the center, all in one plate, and accompanied by Freddie's very own orange juice. He has his own version in making the juice, and it was damn nice. She licked her bottom lip at the thought of food. She heard Freddie groan.

"What?" Sam asked, confused. Why did he suddenly groan like that? Making her hear the deep timbre of his voice makes her want to jump on him and attack him with kisses all over his face, especially his adam's apple. Yep, that one is one of Freddie's sensitive spots.

"Don't lick your lips, Sam," he said. What does it have to do with him? Why does it bother him that she is licking her lips? She licked her bottom lip again, this time slow and bit the end of it to annoy him, "Why?"

Freddie froze in his place when he saw Sam tease him more. Damn, Sam didn't even know that only by licking her lips, she turns him on. She just thought that it annoys him. "It's very disturbing," he stated. It seems like Sam is having fun teasing him because she did it again, her eyes never leaving his. "How can it be disturbing, Freddie? Care to tell me?" And she's using her sultry voice now?! Great! He can't handle it now! To hell with his self-control! He paced towards her. "Oh, I ain't gonna tell you how, I'm gonna show it to you," he said before closing the gap between them, and encircling his arms to her waist and brought her closer. He then pulled Sam into a hot lip-locking, that he made sure his Sweets is never gonna forget. He felt Sam's fingers tangled in his hair. He smirked. This is a great way to start off every morning. He wanted to prolong this moment, but the twins are going to wake up by their sounds, and he never intend to corrupt their minds at such an early age, so he pulled off the kiss first.

"That, my dear is why you should never lick your lips, unless you want me to kiss you like that," he smirked and made his way to the kitchen. He heard Sam grumble before following him to the kitchen.

"I swear, Freddie. If you do that again, I'm gonna let you taste upper cut, which got better by years," she threatened. She doesn't really care that Freddie is moving his way around her kitchen, besides, she wanted to taste the breakfast that he always made again.

Instead of being frightened like he always would have, he just chuckled, "Sweets, If you let me taste different parts, instead of your upper cut, it would be my utmost pleasure."

Sam opened and closed her mouth to say something, but she ended up imitating her pet goldfish, Fashatla, who died because she forgot to feed it and Cat keeps playing with it, transferring it to a glass and to another for fun. She sat down at one of the counters, and watched Freddie's sexy back. Hmm… The boy still has that ass that she loves to look and grope.

"Like what you see, Sammy?" Freddie suddenly asked her. How did he know that she was checking him out? He was facing backwards and not towards her!

"Yeah, I like to see that you finally finished frying the bacon. Hurry up, nub!" Sam tried to cover.

"Yes, ma'am." Freddie turned to her direction and saluted her, then got back to his cooking. He doesn't even remember how he learned how to cook, since his mom always did it for him. He just remembers that Sam always forced him to cook; he found some food that's simple enough to cook that eventually became 'the usual'. He focused on cooking the egg. He really has to be precise, because Sam preferred the yolk wet. After he finished cooking all, he opened Sam's fridge to look for an orange juice. He smirked. Sam still remembers the brand of juice that he told her. He poured it into two glasses, one for him and for Sam.

"Bon appetite!" Freddie served their breakfast on the counter and settled himself on the chair beside Sam.

"At last! Momma's gonna have her breakfast!" Sam wolfed down her food, which Freddie found strangely… cute. He hate to say it but he loves to watch Sam eat, especially if she's really hungry. She moaned as she munched on the bacon. "Damn, Freddie! You still cook great!"

"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" Freddie asked.

Sam shrugged, "Eh, depends on you." She focused on her food again. Damn, how she looks at her food, it's strange but it's like she's somewhat flirting with it while she's eating it.

As soon, as they finished eating, they heard a knock on the door. "It must be Melanie." Sam said as she walked towards the door to open it.

"Hey, Sam!"

"Hey, Twin! Hey, Marine Man!" Sam greeted her sister and her husband.

Landon groaned, "Really, Sam? Marine Man? Is THAT my new nickname?"

Sam snickered, "You like it?"

"Not really."

"You want to have an arm wrestling to decide that?"Before Landon could agree to what they're about to do, Melanie went to stop them, "Okay, too early for that darling," Melanie turned to her after convincing her husband that arm wrestling in the morning was not a good idea, "Sam, stop encouraging my husband to do arm wrestling, he's tired."

Sam raised an eyebrow, "From what?" Melanie blushed furiously and avoid meeting her gaze, "I-it's none of your business."

"Ohhh, I get it." Sam wiggled her eyebrows, "Did you enjoy your date last night?"

"Yeah, I did. Now, shut up."

Sam ignored her sister and pushed further, "Really nice, huh?"

Seeing that his wife was pretty uncomfortable, Landon tried to snap at her sister-in-law, "So, are we just going to stand here, or are you going to let us in?"

"Oh, right. Yeah, sure. Come in." Sam left the door open for them, and went back to the kitchen to check on Freddie.

"Yo Fredork, my sister and her husband's here. Try to act abnormal, okay? So that they won't get suspicious."

Freddie rolled his eyes, "Abnormal? Yeah, sure I can do that."

Melanie and Landon followed them to the kitchen, Landon was surprised to Freddie but Melanie still kept her expression blank, of course, the two of them devised this whole babysitting shit. "Are the boys still asleep?" Melanie asked.

Sam nodded, "Yep, what did you do to them?"

"What?" Melanie asked confusedly of what her sister just asked her.

"My little rascals, Mel! What the hell did you do to them? They… they're not as devious as before! Well, Logan's still complaining like crap, but when I told him to shut up, he obediently followed me! That's not the Logan I know!" Sam cried.

Landon looked at her and whispered to his wife, "Damn, honey, your sister's really weird."

"I heard that Marine Man," Sam glared at Landon. "You wanna arm wrestle?"

"Well, it's true!" Landon exclaimed. "As much as I would love to arm wrestle with you, I can't. My wife's gonna be mad." He then looked lovingly at his wife.

"Awww, thanks, darling!" Mel rewarded him with a quick peck on the lips, which made Sam grunt, "You guys! Get a room, would ya?"

Landon snickered, "You're just jealous!" By then, he noticed Freddie's presence in the room, "And who's this guy, Sam? Your boyfriend?"

Sam glanced at Freddie first, before looking at Landon, "Yeah! You got a problem with that?" Landon raised his arms in the air in the defeat.

Freddie was shocked hearing Sam say that. Are they like together now that she declared it? Freddie, being a realistic person, found out the real reason why Sam said it. She just wants to get back at Landon. Ughhh… Way to go, Freddie. When Freddie looked at Mel, she was surprised just as much as him, and looked at him with questioning glanced. He just shook his head in reply. Melanie looked at him sympathetically, and returned to calm him husband down.

"Okay, since Logan and Louis are still peacefully sleeping, we came to get them so that there will be no chaos while we're driving back home," Mel looked at her husband, "Honey?"

"Yeah, we should probably get them now." Landon agreed. Sam led them to her bedroom and got a hold of the boys' bags and gave it to Melanie, "I had a great time with them." She smiled.

"Of course," Mel chuckled, the three of you really click, you know? You will be a great mother, Sammy. I just know it."

Sam frowned, "That'll be done in a long time." They both laughed and hugged.

"Bye!" Mel waved and closed the door. Sam stretched her arms out before looking at Freddie. "You were quite silent the whole time earlier," she commented.

"I just don't feel like talking." Freddie looked at Sam meaningfully, "How about the one you said earlier?"

Sam frowned, but then remembered what she said earlier, "Oh, nub. Don't take it too seriously. It was just an act, a joke. Get it?"

"But Sammy," Freddie said, sweetly smiling to Sam, "Jokes ARE after all… half-meant."

Sam glared at Freddie, "What are you trying to imply, dork?"

"You want be to be your boyfriend, again." He simply stated. Since when did the boy got so cocky?

"Oh, really? Prove it."

"Well, you let me sleep in your bed, which you could have insisted further, you let me kiss you, in which you could have slapped me if you didn't like it, and you still LOVE the usual." Freddie finished with a smile plastered on his face.

"No can do, Fredweird." Sam snickered. "Are you imagining stuff, again? I'm going to recommend you to my last therapist."

"Very funny, Sam." He said sarcastically. "But admit it. You still have hots for me."

"Very funny, Benson." Sam followed him. "I think you're the one who have hots for me."

"And what if I still do?"

That question caught Sam off guard. Damn, he wasn't expecting that. Luckily, Freddie's phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Well, are you going to answer it or not?" Thank God, his phone saved her from the hot seat. Sam let out a relieved sigh.

"It's an alarm, and I have to go to work now." He advanced towards her and gave her another long, passionate kiss, which she will be thinking for hours, again. Damn it! He stole a kiss from her again!

"Get lost, nub!" she cried out.

Freddie seems to have created an immunity from her insulting because he still smiled at her, "Okay, bye, Sweets. Don't deny your feelings for me, okay?" Freddie succeeded to annoy Sam for the last time before he flee her apartment, running for his dear life.

Sam stomped her feet in frustration. That boy is gonna be the end of her. Ugghhhhh.

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