Hey guys so the last prompt some people wanted a part two... I would LOVE to do it but not many people cared for it so I'll have to think about making a sequel; sorry. This is the blind date prompt for Samcedes week (late I know.) Y'all when I tell you I literally wrote this in less than 5 hours you will understand why when you read it. Thanks a bunch to my BETA nibbles131 you are amazing! I do not own Glee. PRAISE! Samcedes with a side of Faberry. Also get out the bread and crackers the ending is hella cheesy. Hell you might need some butter to go with the corny ending, but if you didn't know by now how cheesy and corny my stories are... you gon learn today! Enjoy!
Mercedes checked her lap for the hundredth time that night. Why she let her friend Rachel set her up on a blind date was beyond her. He talked about nothing but show tunes. Don't get her wrong she was obsessed with musicals and broadway but that wasn't her life. It was but it wasn't.
Mercedes was a singer and song writer, twenty-eight, and wanted to kill her best friend. She gave the man in front of her a nod for conversation as she text a "help me!" To her other best friend Quinn. Getting a quick reply saying give her a minute and it'll be over. Mercedes didn't know what she meant by that seeing how they just got their appetizers and haven't even ordered their main entree.
"So after I met Barbara she told me I was destined to be a star only if I believed. I mean I know I'm the best, but having Ms. Streisand tell me that just let me know I was right. You know?" Mercedes looked up at him staring at her and she dropped her phone in her lap. "I do. You're so right."
"How many children do you want?" Mercedes spat out her water causing some to get on him and on the table. His lips tugged into a tight smile as he quickly wiped the mixture of spit and water off of his face. "Excuse me?" She inquired wiping her mouth and the table. "Children. How many would you want? I ask every female I date this question. I'd just like to know so if we have to save up for vocal lessons, which I doubt." He said with an eye roll. "Umm," sitting there starting at the blueish green eyes across from her she swallowed down some more water.
Feeling her phone vibrate followed by a ring she drew it from her bag and answered it before its second ring. "Hello? Quinn what's the matter? Who's hurt!?"
"Is everything okay?" Jessie asked standing up and following her out the restaurant. "Do you need me to drive you somewhere?" Mercedes shook her head. "No thank you though! I enjoyed myself. I'll get your number from Rachel okay?" He gave her a nod and waved her off.
"Quinn I love you!" Taking a left at the light Mercedes took a deep breath ecstatic that this date was over. "Never again am I doing another blind date." She stopped at the next light and placed her iPhone on her dock and put it on speaker phone. "Wait now, I have one person I'm,"
"Nope!" She shook her head as she pulled up to a Chinese food joint. "Quinn I'm not doing this again. The first two guys you two set me up with were gay and now they're engaged to each other. That's some 1998 Jenny Jones Ricky Lake shit. No!" Her friend groaned on the other line. "Cedes I have this one guy he's not really your type but I know for a fact you two will hit it off."
Walking in the door not paying any attention she bumped into a tall blond guy's firm chest. Looking up into his green eyes she smiled. "Sorry." He shook his head and chuckled. "You're fine." Walking out with his food Mercedes looked back and watched him get in his truck and drive off.
"God is real." was all Mercedes said as she stood in the line to order food since she hardly ate at that thing called a "date." "Uh-oh I know what that means. He must've been your type; tall, muscular, and piercing eyes?" Quinn assumed. "Cedes how'd your date with Jessie go?" Rachel shouted as she sat next to her girlfriend on the couch. "I hate you, you know? Quinn had to save me from that date from hell!" Pulling the phone away Mercedes ordered her food and paid for it. Stepping aside her mind went back to the conversation before she bumped into the hottie.
"Quinn just to let you know I don't have a type. I have specific features I look for and that's it. If the guys personality is what I'm looking for then the looks aren't as important. I don't care about your race or stuff like that. I'm not shallow. Thank you." Taking her bag she got in her car and headed to her best friends home. "Cedes I never said you were shallow I just know you're not into "white guys" like that."
"Did I sense air quotes as you said "white guys" like I'm turned off by them or something? Because I'm not. I've just never really ran into one that had me weak in the knees. Except for the one I bumped into not too long ago." Using her spare key Mercedes let herself into her friends home and hung up.
"Personality always wins over physical but if he happens to have both then I won't complain." Quinn took an egg roll and sat back on the couch next to Rachel that just came back from changing her clothes. "Rachel, Jessie is a male version of you but worst. Why did you do that?"
"I thought you'd like him. He doesn't talk that much at work so how was I suppose to know?" Mercedes just shook her head at her friend as she ate her box of lo main. "Are you busy next Friday?" Quinn asked Mercedes with a huge smile on her face. Mercedes brow sceptically rose eyeing her blonde friend down. "Why?"
"Oh nothing. I just have something planned for us. We're just going to dinner and I wanted to ask you to come with us." Mercedes looked back and forth between Rachel and Quinn smiling at her. "I'm not doing no damn double date with you two freaks." The two busted out laughing as they shook their heads. "No were having dinner and wanted you to go out as well." She rolled her eyes and shrugged. "Whatever."
"Perfect can you do that for me one last time Mercedes?" Her producer and writing partner Mike Chang asked as he spoke with her through the glass. Giving him two thumbs up she put the headphones on one last time and re-sang the hook.
"Perfect! You can come out." With a sigh of relief she walked out the booth and sat on the couch. "Uh oh. What's wrong?" She shook her head and made room for him on the small couch. Resting her head on his shoulder she exhaled. "Quinn and Rachel keep setting me up on these horrible blind dates and it's annoying. They're either some wannabe trying to get me to listen to their demo or they talk about themselves the whole night. The first guy, super sweet, but he was still hung up on his ex girlfriend. The next macho guy was some what smooth but kept calling me mama."
"Ehhh." Mike sounded shaking his head. "I didn't mind it so much until he wanted me to call him daddy. That's where I draw the line." Mike couldn't help but laugh. "And what about the guy from Friday?" Mercedes groaned and sat up to look at her tall ravened hair friend. "The worst! He was basically Rachel if she was a guy."
"Oh! That's messed up. Maybe they just want you to branch out a bit more from your usual?" He assumed. She shrugged playing with the ends of her hair. "Maybe. But why can't I just be happy by myself?" She asked. "You are. I think because it's been two years since you've had your back broken and your bed shaken they're trying to help you out."
"Mike!" She slapped his arm as he shook with laughter. "Cedes I'm sorry, but you know I'm telling you the truth." She rolled her eyes at him. "I'm leaving." Getting up he pulled her in his lap. She groaned as his strength won over hers once again. "I'm just bothering you. You know they just want what's best for you right?" She gave him a bitter nod. "So just entertain them with these dates and if the next one doesn't go so well just tell them not to bother with any more blind dates."
"Fine. I'm telling Tina what you said though." He shrugged. "She was the one that said it." Mercedes mouth gaped open hearing her friend, his wife, say the same thing about her. "Bye Mike!" "You know we love you Cedes."
"Sam come on! Just hang out with me and Rachel this Friday." Quinn begged as she followed Sam from the printer and to his drawing table. "Quinn no offense but you and your girlfriend are some strange freaks." He confessed rolling his dress shirt sleeves up while looking at his work. "Why does everyone keep saying that?" She exclaimed with an eye roll. "Just one dinner please?"
"Why?" He put his pencil and paper down and looked at her. "Why is this Friday so important? I know it's not your birthday or her birthday because if it was she'd be singing about it all the way from her office building to ours. Why?" He questioned leaning against his table with his arms folded across his muscular chest. "Sam please? For me. It's just dinner with me and my girlfriend. That is it."
"No blind date again?" She shook her head. "Nope." He ran a hand through his dirty blond hair and groaned. "Fine." She squealed out and hugged him. "Thank you! And wear something nice." He couldn't help but chuckle at the blonde as she ran back to her secretary desk she was supposed to be at stationed in the front.
"Cedes this is cute." Rachel said holding up a deep dark violet bandage dress that stopped at the knee. "Rachel this may be the first time ever in my entire life of knowing you that you have actually picked an outfit out that I would wear." The brunette smiled brightly proud of herself. Begging her to try it on she pushed Mercedes in the fitting room and waited.
Leaning against the wall her phone buzzed and she checked her pocket.
"He agreed to go! Does she have an outfit?"
"We're shopping now. Do you think they'll hit it off?"
"I'm hoping so. They both refuse to do a blind date or even have dinner with us so it must be a sign."
"Cedes come on! I wanna show Quinn." Rachel shouted as she impatiently knocked on the dressing room door. "I'm coming hold on." Unlocking the door Mercedes came out and smoothed her hands down the dress. "So how do I look?" Rachel's eyes lit up and looked around before walking Mercedes back into the dressing room. "What? It looks that bad?"
"Cedes! This is so... sexy on you! If I wasn't with Quinn I'd," Mercedes busted out laughing and pushed her friend out of the room. "Shut up." Rachel smiled and quickly took a picture of Mercedes and sent it to Quinn. "Wanna mess with her a little bit?"
Quinn was at her desk typing an employee evaluation paper when she got a text back with Rachel slapping Mercedes ass while Mercedes covered her mouth. She covered her mouth preventing her laughs to spill throughout the office. Sending a text "Weirdo's" she put her phone back and finished her work up.
Mercedes week was super busy and she was happy she had something to look toward to on Friday. Spending a relaxing night out with her girls she couldn't wait to leave the studio to get ready. Just as she was leaving work she got a text from Quinn telling her she and Rachel would met her up at Moxie because they were running late.
This was just like them to be late on a date they asked her to go to. She got in her car and drove home to get ready. She hopped in her shower, applied her lotions and perfumes, did her hair and make up, and then got dressed. She gave herself one last look in the mirror and applied some purple lipstick to go with the dress before heading back out for dinner with her friends.
Sam had just got out of the shower and dried off when he noticed a text from Quinn. He shook his head at how late the two were going to be with a dinner he was begged and invited to go to. Tousling his hair around to dry off he threw on his black slacks and dark purple button down before putting his socks and shoes on. He slicked his hair back and applied some cologne to himself before walking out.
"Hi I'm here for Fabray reservations." Mercedes informed standing at the front of the restaurant waiting to be seated. "Fabray? Fabray? Yes. Right this way Madam Jones. She called and informed us she'd be a tad bit late. A waiter should be with you in a moment."
Sam walked up to the door and slid his keys and phone into his pocket. "Hi, umm reservations with the name Fabray please?" The host smiled and grabbed a menu for him. "Your guest is already here." Sam could've sworn Quinn was bringing Rachel but as soon as he saw where the tall balding man was walking and saw the long black curly locks he knew he was being set up. Smiling at the man gesturing him to have a seat Sam thanked him and sat down.
Mercedes was texting when she heard a person sitting in front of her say "great." Looking up her eyes grew wide at the familiar face before her. He let out a chuckle as he took a sip of water sitting out for him. "Hey."
"Hey. What are you doing here? Why are you at my table? I was waiting... Oh my gosh." Mercedes sighed and put her phone down. Pinching the bridge of her nose she chuckled as she shook her head resulting in her curls to bounce around. "Do you know Quinn or Rachel?" He gave her a wide smile as he laughed to himself. "Unfortunately I do. Did you know about this?" Sam asked looking over at the smile spread across Mercedes face. She shook her head letting out a giggle. "I can not stand blind dates. Quinn knows that."
He gave her a nod shifting over in his seat. "Same. The last girl she hooked me up with was obsessed with cats!" Mercedes mouth gaped hearing about this girl from Quinn's previous stories. "That's nothing. Rachel just last week set me up with a guy that wanted to know how many kids I was willing to have."
"You're kidding me right?" Mercedes shook her head and pointed to her face. "Do I look like I'm joking?" She shook her head still trying to understand what was happening and why the hell she was smiling so much. "It was horrible." She admitted looking around for a waiter. "Did you want to leave. I mean we both hate blind dates and would probably rather be doing something else now."
Sam shook his head. "No I'm actually enjoying myself." Shaking his head he reached his hand out to her. "My name is Sam." Letting her small hand slip into his she introduced herself. "Mercedes." Sam stopped drinking his water and looked closely at her. "The Mercedes Jones? Singer songwriter?" She gave him a nod hoping he wasn't going to be like everyone else and pull out a demo.
"If you do mind could you listen to something of mine I," he paused to look at her face and couldn't help but let out a loud laugh causing other patrons to look at him. "I don't have a demo." He said showing her his hands. "Quinn tells me that's her "friends pet peeve" so I just assumed you were the friend. I know how that feels. As soon as I tell people I work for a drawing and design company for cooperate buildings people want me to make over their house. Two completely different things."
Quinn and Rachel peeked around the corner to see Mercedes and Sam laughing and enjoying their food at the table. Quinn raised her hand getting herself a high five. "I told you it would work." Turning around Quinn handed the host a fifty, said "pleasure doing business with you", and walked out.
Sam looked at his watch and saw how late it was getting. "Wow it's pretty late did you want me to take you home?"
"Umm," just as Mercedes was about to respond she got a text from Rachel. "Took your car. Hope Sam can offer you a ride." Mercedes groaned and looked up at Sam looking at her. "Let me guess Quinn?" She shook her head placing her phone back in her clutch. "Worse. Rachel just hijacked my car. So I guess I could use a ride if that offer is still on the table."
Sam stood up and took the bag with the left overs in it. "Ohh I don't know?" Mercedes smile widened before playfully bumping into him. "Ouch. No need to get pushy." He teased. "I guess this one time is okay. You know since I find you incredibly sexy. After you." Letting her head out first he fished for his keys and walked with her to the parking lot. Stopping short at his door he looked at her. "You must be this tall to ride." He said holding his hand up an inch or two above her head.
"Is that code?" She asked causing his calm demeanor to change and his cheeks to turn red. It was her turn to let out a loud laugh. "I'm kidding. But that's what you get for talking about my height." He smiled at her reflection in the side view mirror before walking over to his side of the truck and getting in.
"I actually had a good time tonight. Thank you." Mercedes admitted standing in front of her house. "Thank you. I had a good time as well. Too bad you didn't get to hear my Sean Connery accent." Mercedes eyes widened as he did it and tried to cover her mouth to keep from making too much noise.
Brushing a curl behind her ear she looked up only to see his green eyes fixated on her. She couldn't help but feel naked under his gaze. Instead of her feeling uncomfortable about it it only turned her on. "Do you,"
"Yes." Before she could finish asking they closed the space in between them and crashed their lips into each other. Blindly fumbling with her doorknob she finally got it opened and pulled him in her house. Lifting her off the ground Sam closed the door behind them and found the couch to place her on. Mercedes hands were quick to unbutton his shirt and untuck his tank he had on underneath it.
Running his large hands up her thighs and under her dress Mercedes pulled back from the kiss to catch her breath. "Do you have a condom?" Pulling out his wallet he dropped it on the table. "I always have one on me." Attaching his lips to hers again she squealed into his mouth seeing the gold wrapper peek out of his black wallet. "Wait! You don't want to go to the bedroom?"
Removing his belt and unbuttoning his pants he looked down the hallway then back at her. "I'll save the bedroom for last." Suckling her neck she let out a moan as he found her spot. Moving further down the couch and her body he inched her dress up. "My mother always told me to save dessert for last. But I always thought of it as the most important meal of the day." Pulling Mercedes lace panties aside he licked his lips and looked up at Mercedes. "But my mom's not here."
A/N I know I know corny but I warned you! I honestly didn't know how to end it so this is what I came up with. Even I thought it was bad. TBH if I was Mercedes I would've bust out laughing. Not the best but like I said I just wanted to participate in SW. Reviews are more than welcomed and until next time!