Chapter 12
"So what do you want to do?" Nate asked after dinner. He had his arm around Vanessa's shoulders.
"Club," Quinn said immediately.
Sam heard Jake groan next to her.
"Do you want to do something else?" Sam whispered to him.
"I didn't expect to spend my night with them, just you," Jake's voice was low.
"You will be with me," Sam promised. "No matter what we do."
Jake nodded, smiling softly as Sam leaned in to give him a brief kiss.
"Okay, let's go," Bryan stood up, helping Valerie on with her coat.
"You're coming, right Sammy?" Quinn looked from Sam to Jake.
"I don't know," Sam murmured.
"You have to," Bryan told her. "Come on, Jake. We have to dance with Sammy."
Nate raised an eyebrow at Jake.
"No alcohol," Jake said.
Sam blushed as Quinn grinned.
"What am I missing?" Jake asked.
"Nothin'," Quinn continued to grin. "Just rememberin' Sammy blitzed."
"I was not blitzed," Sam insisted, putting her hands on her hips.
"Sammy was so cute blitzed," Bryan put in.
"I was not blitzed," Sam said again.
Debi and Vanessa were laughing. Nate looked and sounded like he was choking he was laughing so hard. Jake's eyes were full of humor as he looked down at the love of his life, carrying on with the twins.
"Blitzed," Quinn said to Bryan.
"Totally," Bryan agreed.
Both flinched when Sam hit them.
"Come on, killer," Jake pulled her away.
"I wasn't blitzed," Sam told him.
"You had a hangover," Jake reminded her as they led the way out of the restaurant.
"I…," Sam began before shaking her head. "Okay, maybe I was blitzed."
That caused Bryan and Quinn to start hooting at her from behind her.
"Oh shut up," she turned to stick her tongue out at them.
"We love you too, Sammy," Quinn grinned at her.
"Why do you even bother?" Jake gave her a lopsided smile.
"They expect it," Sam laughed.
"We'll meet you guys there," Bryan called, as he headed towards his Yukon with Valerie.
Jake opened the passenger door for Sam. She gave him a kiss once she had climbed in. His full lips were soft under hers.
"I won't ask you to dance," Sam smiled.
"That's good," Jake's mouth twitched.
"Unless you want to," Sam's smile grew.
"You're not holding your breath are you?" Jake teased.
Sam laughed as Jake shut the door on her before going around to the driver's side.
"Just promise me we'll have some time to ourselves," Jake said as he got into the truck.
"Of course," Sam promised. "You're the one I want to spend time with. I love your brothers, but I love you more."
"No alcohol," Jake raised an eyebrow. "Though being there when you're blitzed might be fun."
"Jake Ely!" Sam lightly punched his arm. "You just want to take advantage of me when I'm inebriated."
"'Course," Jake laughed. "Maybe some night when you don't have to go home afterwards, I'll get you drunk."
"I might not remember what we do," Sam warned him.
"That's okay," Jake told her. "I will."
Sam's jaw dropped and Jake laughed heartily as he started the truck.
