I don't know why but I am on a roll and can't stop I know I might slow down tomorrow with maybe just one update but as for tonight here is another one for you. Enjoy and keep reviewing I love your thoughts and opinions. Stay blessed.
Mercedes was preparing to leave the office Thursday evening when Sam suddenly appeared in her office. He locked the door behind him, pulling her roughly to him.
"Sam!?" Mercedes said as Sam crashed his lips to hers. Heat coursed throughout her body as he demanded more of her. Her curves molding to his body, as he pressed her against the desk. His hands gripped her ass as he lifted her off of the desk, lifting her skirt so that he could press himself into her, thrusting against her.
Mercedes moaned out as her thighs parted and she felt his hard manhood against her.
Her hand went to his chest as tugging at his shirt, and his hands made their way up hers. After a moment Sam exhaled, slowly pulling himself off of her.
"We can't, not here. This is crazy, I only came in here to ask you if you wanted to have dinner with me at my home, but you looked so beautiful and I just."
Mercedes nodded trying to gather her bearings. She was about 2 seconds from tossing everything off her desk and having Sam take her.
"Its uh okay."
Sam sighed. "So dinner? Tonight?"
Mercedes nodded. "I would love too, let me gather my things and we can go."
Heading to Sam's house, Mercedes was kinda skeptical if Mrs. Thornton was a fluke, but seeing her hard and cold face greet them at the door, she knew it wasn't."
Walking in Sam held Mercedes close. "Mercedes will be staying for dinner."
Mrs. Thornton eyed Mercedes as she nodded and walked away. Savannah was in her room watching TV when she head the door and knew Sam was home. Running out but stopped and squealed with glee when she saw Mercedes. "Mercy!"
She said running to the woman and hugging her. Sam cleared his throat and Savannah smiled looking at him. "Hi Daddy!" She said moving to give him a kiss.
"Now that is more like it sunshine. How was your day?"
"Great! Ms. Norris said I am the smartest little cookie in day care."
Sam hugged her close. "Well of course you are. Are you hungry my little darlin?"
Savannah smiled with a nod.
Sam and Mercedes took care in feeding and bathing Savannah and when it was time, they both tucked her into bed, reading her a story together and then kissing her forehead allowing her to sleep. After exiting to the living room, Sam excused himself, needing to take a business call and left Mercedes alone to deal with the chilliness of the living room, once again. She once again looked out the picture window up at the stars, as she rubbed herself trying to stay warm, though she had no idea where the draft was coming from.
Suddenly there was a crash from the dining room. As Mercedes ran into the room, Mrs. Thornton was picking up Marley's picture from the floor. Mercedes moved to help but was startled by Mrs. Throrntons angry hiss.
"Don't! Don't you dare touch her! Don't touch it, you will make her worse!"
Mercedes looked at her. "Make who worse?"
Mrs. Thornton remained quiet as she replaced the picture to the wall, she stood back inspecting it and straightned it out again before turning to Mercedes.
"Why, make it worse for the woman of this house of course. Sam and Marley's love will never die. He loves her more than he loves his own life." She said proudly.
Mercedes stared at the woman, something was off with her, she knew Sam said that Mrs. Thornton has been with Marley since she was born but this was crazy as hell.
Mercedes thought back to everything Sam said about Marley, which wasn't a lot. It was strange how Sam and Mrs. Thornton spoke so differently of the woman who Mercedes would never know. Mrs. Thornton spoke of her as if she were still alive, but Sam, if he was so happy, so in love, wouldn't he speak about her? At least for Savannah's sake?
As dinner rolled around, Mercedes found herself playing with her food rather than eating it. Her mind was on Marley, and every time she looked up, the daunting eyes of Sam's wife sank Mercedes deeper into thought and worry. Sam noticed Mercedes wasn't eating but she brushed it off, not wanting to raise any questions she was still unsure of how to ask.
After dinner Sam and Mercedes talked about work and life, about how amazing Savannah was, and the more they spoke the closer they became, until lips were fused together, his hands going to her breast fondling them as she moaned out his name, need and want was thick in the room, when they came up for a breather. Sam kissed her forehead and sighed. "I will be right back, I need to check on Savannah and hit the little boys room."
She nodded laying back on his couch as he left, running her hands through her hair. THat man was gonna be the death of her. After Sam had been gone a few minutes, Mercedes heard a rattle and tinkle of glass, after a muffled from outside the door. As she got up to investiagate, she noticed a slilver frame had fallen and was the carpet. Apparantly it had falling from the table. As she picked it up, she exhaled sharply. It was a photo of Sam and Marley, smiling at the camera. Even in a picture meant to be viewed as love, Marley looked haunted by something and though Sam had his arms wrapped around her they were still inches apart. Unlike the picture earlier, Mercedes could see how thin Marley had become, her beauty looking fragil and frail, and Mercedes wondered how the woman had a baby, let alone was supposed to have been the love of Sam's life. Maybe at one point but at this point she looked, tortured.
Sam emerged from the bathroom looking at Mercedes and she held up the picture. "It fell. Didn't you hear it in the bathroom?"
Sam shook his head no as he moved closer to her. She placed the picture down as Sam pulled her to his man cave. She shook her head. "Sam I need to go home now."
"Is something wrong?"
"No its just getting late and I should go."
She kissed him softly before exiting the home as quickly as she could. A cold chill still over her as she stared internally at the photo, wondering what the hell was happening to her.
A few days later the maitre d' had seated Mercedes and Sam at one of the best tables in the restaurant. The last few days had gone really well for Mercedes and she was surprised that no one was running to her gossiping about her and Sam. It was refreshing. The waiter took their order and Mercedes smiled ordering the Chicken Alfredo, causing Sam to order the same. As he dismissed the waiter. Taking Mercedes hand in his he smiled towards her.
"So my stepmother Holly, wants to meet the woman I have been spending so much time with. I think Mrs. Thornton has filled her in on us. Holly has been angling for me tro have you both over for dinner on Sunday at my place. So I would really like it if you could come."
Mercedes sighed, the thought of returning to Sam's house gave Mercedes an ill feeling but she knew that was silly. There was nothing wrong with his home. Sam sensing something was wrong squeezed her hand. "Is there something wrong? Is Sunday a bad time?"
"Sunday is fine Sam, no worries." She reassured him as she squeezed his hand. She sighed looking at Sam. "Sam, were Marley and Mrs. Thornton very close?"
Sam didn't answer right away, as he busied himself eating his lunch. She picked at his food and he finally sighed.
"Mrs. Thornton was like a mother to Marley."
Mercedes nodded. "She must miss her very much, I notice she refers to your house as Marley's house."
"It is Marley's house."
Mercedes glanced at him feeling like a scolded child. She seemed to have crossed an invisible line in her question. And yet she was still confused at how things changed so drastically with a question.
"Sam I am sorry."
Pushing his half eaten plate away, he sighed. "When you are finished we should get back to work."
Mercedes nodded silently. She felt it in that moment, Sam had withdrew from her. She wished she had bitten her tongue but she needed to know why Mrs. Thornton was the was she was.
The house itself was unspoken with secrets and pain and it was acting as if it were a wedge between her and Sam. She had meant the question to open the door for her to tell him about Mrs. Thornton and the way she had behaved but as she glanced at Sam, she could feel the coldness coming from him and it bothered her. Placing her fork down she said she was done softly as Sam asked for the check. As they left the restaurant, she could feel eyes boring into her, and she turned to see the knowing eyes of two women she worked with from the marketing department. They were huddled over laughing and she knew they were talking about her.
Instead of allowing it to show that she was embarrassed she waved and smiled at them, causing them to nod and walk away briskly.
She sighed heavily knowing that had it been any other day, they would have come over and said hi, but then again she was with Sam and now she worried about what was being said to her.
Mercedes hadn't seen or heard from Sam again until her doorbell rang Sunday evening. She still wasn't sure she wanted to talk to him, but she hadn't called him either to cancel so instead she dressed in an off the shoulder purple formfitting dress and black five inch heels. Her hair fell over her shoulders in curls and her was soft and subtle. She took a breath offering him a small smile as he brushed cold lips across her cheek. The ride to his house was silent as the scenery passed before her.
His house was ablaze when they arrived. A woman, apparently Sam's stepmother met them at the door. Holly Holiday wasn't one to live by modern day standards for women who were her age. At 46 she wore a skintight short mini skirt and way too much make up. Though that was true she still had a youthful look around her.
"My name is Holly, you must be Mercedes. My you are beautiful. I was dying to meet you."
Holly went into Sam's arms and Mercedes felt an air of confusion as she watched. The woman kissed Sam on the lips as Sam stood there neutrally, neither accepting nor rejecting the kiss. Holly took Sam's arms and let them into the dining room, chatting away as she did.
Dinner as always was good, except Mercedes couldn't really taste it under the watchful eyes of Marley. Holly looked up to Mercedes with a smile.
"You know Mercedes this is such a coincidence, my son Teddy dated a woman named Mercedes also. She was supposed to be so sweet and pure, my baby even wanted to marry her. But the woman was a tramp, she cheated on him, ruined his clothes and embarrassed him in front of all his friends. Isn't that something?"
Holly ate a forkful of scalloped potatoes in her mouth and chewed slowly with a small smile on her face.
Mercedes felt her mouth go dry and gave Sam a panicked look. Sam cleared his throat. "I am sure Mercedes doesn't want to hear about Teddy, tell me about the art show you went to yesterday? Did you find anything good?" He asked changing the subject.
Mercedes felt like if the floor would open up and swallow her whole she would welcome it. She needed to get out of there and she sat, thinking of all the ways she could make a quick exit, when she heard her name. Holly was telling her about a Luncheon she was attending and before Mercedes knew it she was agreeing to go. Mercedes was distracted by the fact that Holly kept talking and while she did so, she continued to touch Sam, like a lover would, not like a mother. Wasn't this his stepmother? His father's wife? What the hell was happening here?
As she observed Sam, she could tell he was fighting rolling his eyes at her, and telling her off, but he was stopping himself out of courtesy, which made her wonder if this was her normal way of behaving.
Before long Mrs. Thornton came to collect the plates and when she noticed Mercedes' she smirked.
"Eating more lightly now that you've got the hope of a man in your bed?" She whispered. Mercedes was speechless at the woman's outrageous comment. Sam looked at her.
"What did you say Mrs. Thornton?"
"Oh nothing, just that since Mercedes didn't really touch her food, I was wondering if she liked the lamb I made." She said without missing a beat.
Sam nodded. "The lamb was excellent." Sam praised her. And Holly murmured in agreement. They both looked to mercedes and she nodded.
"Yes, excellent." She said all the while seething inside. That lying old hag was getting on her last nerve.
They retired to the living room with coffee and Mercedes excused herself, moving to find Mrs. Thornton. Finding the older woman Mercedes stopped her.
"I never want to hear you speak to me the way you did again. That was uncalled for."
Mrs. Thornton narrowed her gaze at Mercedes. "What are you talking about?"
"Don't play with me, I am telling you now I won't stand for you making those smart comments to me again."
Mrs. Thornton shrugged looking at if she pitied Mercedes. "Apparently you are out of mind."
Mercedes felt the urge to strangle the older woman but held her cool. "Let me tell you this." Mrs. Thornton said. "Beware of this house and of the Evans family. Beware." She smirked at Mercedes then marched off.
Mercedes moved to the bathroom and sighed angrily. She swallowed seeing another picture of Marley on the wall. "Is she everywhere?" Mercedes said and the picture fell to the ground, glass breaking into many little pieces. Mercedes stumbled out of the bathroom, feeling terror hit her. She covered her mouth not wanting the faint scream to escape her. She wasn't a coward by any means but this was scaring the hell out of her. She walked into the living room and Sam looked at her. "What's wrong?"
Holly stood. "You look like you have seen a ghost."
Mercedes shook her head. "I was uh wondering where I could find a broom and dustpan. Marley's picture fell off the wall and the glass broke."
Sam nodded. "I can get Mrs. Thornton."
Mercedes nodded her head. "No I would rather clean it up myself. If you can show me where the broom is."
Sam sighed as he went to get the broom and dustpan for her and she asked him to come with her to clean it up. Together they quickly cleaned the mess, the heat and passion that wasn't there earlier seemed to have returned in the closeness of the small bathroom. She looked over to Sam and she knew he was going to kiss her, a kiss she would gladly accept because she missed him.
As they moved closer there was a cough and they both looked up to see Holly watching them. "I got lonely in the living room and decided to come and see what you two were up too."
Mercedes sighed as she stood, she and Holly moved to the living room and waited for Sam. Mercedes sighed as Holly went on and on about the luncheon.
Clearing her throat Mercedes looked at her. "Holly, there is something I wanted to tlak to you about."
"Sure, whats up?"
"What you said about Teddy's girlfriend, wasn't exactly true."
"Oh and why do you say that?"
"Because I was his girlfriend."
"Oh you poor thing."
"THere si nothing poor about me. The relationship was not even a relationship, and it was me who caught him cheating. We were never in lvoe and we were never going to be married. I just I wanted to clear that up."
Holly nodded. "I do apologize if I misspoke."
Mercedes nodded as Sam walked into the room. "Sam, dinner was great, but I do think I should be getting home."
He nodded as they got their things ready to go. Mercedes excused herself for a moment, going to give Savannah a good night kiss before they left the house.
As Sam drove her home he looked over to her. "I heard what you said to Holly, that took a lot of courage to approach it like you did."
"Thank you." She said quietly.
Sam nodded as he pulled into her driveway and walked her to the door. He gave her a small smile.
"So are you going to invite me in for coffee?"
Mercedes shook her head. "Maybe another time, I am really tired tonight."
Sam nodded kissing her cheek and heading back to his car. She wanted to call him back, maybe hold him talk to him, kiss him. But she couldn't. Not with the image of Marley's picture shattering again, not with everything that happened at dinner. Even though she went straight to bed she couldn't sleep. Everything weighed heavily on her mind.
