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Chapter 10- You Know Me So Well
Sam pulled up outside her and Stuart's house a little while later. Stuart's car wasn't in the driveway so she assumed that he was still at work and pulled her car up in the driveway. Sam got out and locked the car after her before heading towards her house and opening the door.
Sam took her shoes off and left them by the door, which she locked behind her before going through to the kitchen. Sam walked over the bench and put her bag down but as she did so, her phone began to bleep inside. She unzipped her bag and delved inside and fished her phone out, she had a text from Phil. Sam opened it and read it, a small grin creeping across her face. The text read: Can't wait to see you P x.
Sam typed out a reply saying: Neither can I, see you soon S x.
Sam put her phone back into her bag and left it on the bench. She left the kitchen and went upstairs, into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
Stuart pulled up the house just before 6:15. He saw Sam's car parked up in the driveway so he knew he'd just have to park his car on the road. Stuart sighed to himself as he parked his car just outside his and Sam's house. He sighed to himself, he still had no idea how he was going to make things up to her, he knew he wasn't going to win back Sam's trust just like that. He knew that he had let her down by not turning up on New Year's Eve and he would have to do something quite special to win her back.
Stuart locked his car up and walked towards the door, which he unlocked and entered. He closed the door behind him and looked down as she saw Sam's shoes where she had left them. 'Sam!' he called.
He didn't get an answer. 'Sam!' he called again.
Still, no answer. Stuart sighed to himself as he walked through to the living room and sat down on the sofa.
Sam emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in her dressing gown. She had heard Stuart calling her name but she hadn't answered him. She was still angry about how he couldn't seem to grasp why she was so upset about him not turning up on New Year's Eve, he obviously didn't care about her as much as she thought he did. Sam needed him to prove her wrong, to prove that their relationship did mean more to him than he showing her at the moment.
Sam walked over to her wardrobe and opened it, hoping that the perfect outfit for her date with Phil would just jump out at her, unfortunately she had no such luck. She sighed to herself as she looked towards her clock on the bedside table, it read 6:35. Sam turned back to her wardrobe and began to search for her outfit. A few minutes later, she pulled out a black dress, very low cut at the front and finished just below her knees. Sam knelt down and moved some outfits out of the way so that she could see the small collection of shoes that resided at the bottom of her wardrobe. She found the pair of silver heels that went perfectly with the black dress that she was planning to wear. Sam stood up and walked back towards the bathroom, with her dress and the shoes, closing the door behind her once more.
Sam re-emerged from the bathroom about 10minutes later, now dressed in her black dress and silver heels. She looked towards the clock on her bedside table once more; it now read 6:50. She left the bedroom and began to descend the staircase. She reached the bottom of the stairs and walked back towards the kitchen to pick up her handbag. Stuart noticed her and stood up, 'Sam,' he said.
She turned around to face him, 'oh you're home,' she replied.
Stuart nodded, 'I did call you,' he said.
'Did you?'
'Yeah, didn't you hear me?'
'No I didn't,' Sam lied.
Stuart walked into the kitchen towards Sam, 'you look nice,' he whispered to her.
'Don't Stuart,' Sam said.
'Don't what?'
'Don't think that paying me compliments is gonna get you back into my good books, it's going to take a lot more than that for you to redeem yourself,'
'Where are you going?' Stuart asked.
'I'm having dinner with a few old friends,' Sam lied; she obviously wasn't going to tell who she was really going out to dinner with.
'Anyone I know?'
'You know what Stuart, you are unbelievable, don't put on the caring attitude now, it's not going to wash, I don't have to tell you anything,' Sam said as she picked up her bag and began to walk away.
'Oh and by the way Stuart,' she said as she turned around. 'Don't think that just because I'm going out, that means you can sleep in my bed because it doesn't. I'm sure you can remember where you put the duvet this morning, you can put it to good use.'
'Don't you think you've punished me enough?'
'No, not yet,' Sam replied as she left the kitchen doorway.
Stuart heard the door close after her and sighed to himself, he would have to do something special to persuade her that giving him another chance was the right thing for Sam to do.
Sam locked the door after her and walked down the driveway, her heels clicking on the pavement beneath her feet. She walked to the corner of her road and stopped. She sighed to herself as she began to lose herself in the same thoughts that had consumed her since that morning, she was thinking about whether Stuart deserved a second chance from her or whether she should leave him and perhaps pursue a relationship with Phil. Trust was one of the most important things in a relationship to Sam, if she and Stuart didn't have that trust, then there wasn't much point in carrying on. She wanted to trust Stuart, she really did but she didn't know whether she could. Sam knew that Phil would never do anything like that to her, she knew that.
She was snapped out of her thoughts when Phil's car pulled up in front of her. Phil wound down the window and smiled up at her, 'you OK Sam?' he asked.
'Yeah, I am now,' she smiled at him.
'You look nice,'
'Only nice?' Sam questioned.
'OK then, you look gorgeous Sam,' Phil replied as he put his hand out of the window and took Sam's hand in his, kissing it gently. 'You getting in?'
Sam smiled at him and nodded as she walked round the car and in. Phil waited until she was strapped in before he drove off in the direction of the restaurant.
Phil pulled up outside the restaurant a little while later. He and Sam entered the restaurant hand in hand. 'Good evening,' the young waiter greeted Sam and Phil. 'Do you have a reservation sir?' he asked, turning to Phil.
Phil nodded, 'yes I do,' he said. 'Under the name of Hunter.'
'If you'd like to follow me Mr and Mrs Hunter,' the waiter replied as he began to walk off.
Sam looked at Phil, he looked back and smiled at her, he had obviously noticed the waiter's misinterpretation as had Sam but didn't bother trying to correct him, he wanted people to think that Sam was his wife.
The waiter showed them to their table and handed both of them a menu each before retreating to leave them to decide. Phil waited for the waiter to disappear before reaching his hand out to Sam. He took Sam's hand in his and began tracing little patterns on the palm of her hand. 'Phil,' Sam said. 'I'm trying to decide what I want to have.'
'What's the point? I know what you're probably going to have anyway,' Phil replied, smirking slightly.
'Really, what do you think I'm going to choose to eat then?'
'I'm not going to tell you,'
'Why?'
'Because you'll probably change your order just to go against me,'
'Don't be silly Phil, I'm not that childish,' Sam said.
'OK then, I'll say the lasagne,'
The waiter reappeared at the table a few minutes later. 'Have you decided yet?' he asked.
'Yes, I'll have the spaghetti bolognaise and a beer please,' Phil replied. 'And you Sam?' he added, turning to face her.
'I'll have the lasagne and a white wine please,' Sam said.
The waiter nodded and took the menus from Sam and Phil before walking away. 'You see?' Phil said. 'I was right.'
Sam nodded, 'you know me so well,' she replied, a slight smiled creeping across her face.
Phil smiled back at her. He still couldn't believe that Sam was sat here with him now. After the incident that morning, Phil was convinced that this wasn't part of Sam's big plan to pay Stuart back for New Year's Eve; she wouldn't use him in that way. She herself had promised him that this wasn't part of her plan to get back at Stuart and Phil believed her. He had fallen in love with her but Sam still had no idea how much she meant to him. He knew he'd have to tell her soon. He couldn't keep his feelings secret forever.
Phil and Sam left the restaurant a few hours later. 'I had a really time tonight Phil, thanks,' Sam said as she and Phil walked into the car park.
Phil turned to look at her and raised his eyebrows, 'only nice?' he asked.
'OK then, the food was delicious, the company was passable…'
'What do you mean, the company was passable?'
'OK, I'll rephrase it; you're a much better dinner companion than Stuart ever will be,'
'Well,' Phil said as he and Sam stopped beside his car. 'I am very pleased to hear that.'
He leant towards her and kissed her softly, to see if she'd respond. Sam wrapped her arms around Phil's neck and allowed her tongue to enter his mouth. They pulled away a few minutes later and smiled at each other. 'I'll drop you off back at yours,' Phil said.
Sam looked up at him, 'thanks Phil,' she smiled at him, leaning upwards to brush her lips against his cheek.
Sam got into the passengers seat as Phil got into the drivers seat and started the engine before driving off in the direction of Sam's house.
Phil pulled up round the corner from Sam's house a little while later. 'I'll see you tomorrow Sam,' he said, leaning across to kiss her softly on the lips.
They pulled away and smiled at each other once again. 'I'll see you tomorrow Phil,' she replied as she undone her seatbelt and opened the car door. 'Thanks again for tonight Phil.'
Phil smiled at her, 'I just wanted to treat you,'
Sam smiled back at him as she got out of the car and shut the door. She watched as Phil pulled away from the kerb and disappeared out of sight. Sam smiled to herself as she walked around the corner and up the path. She put her key in the lock and opened the door, closing it with a small click behind her.
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