I have been waiting to post this cause this is such a fun and wide open plot. I am doing two FF with a friend and I wanted to post them to share with you all cause who doesn't still love Samcedes. So enjoy review and tell me what you think!
Mercedes threw her phone down in the car and continued to drive. It was just a gesture since her phone was synced to the Bluetooth of her car. She wanted to believe that he would stop calling but no such luck when it rang again. Hitting ignore, she continued to drive as they called back. She screamed out answering. "What Noah?"
"Come back we need to talk about this."
"NO I am done. Leave me alone."
"Mercedes stop acting like this."
"I broke up with you weeks ago, stop calling me now!" She hung up and continued to drive.
A tear hit her cheek and she sighed shaking her head. She was not this woman, some emotional wreck over a guy. She was the youngest partner at her firm, they literally head hunted her when she graduated from Yale, it's why she was in Nashville. But now she wasn't sure what she was doing, she missed her family, missed her friends and she was so sick and tired of it all. She just wanted to keep driving and never go back. Pulling off to the side she closed her eyes and laid her head on the steering wheel, letting her emotions get the best of her.
"Stevie, if you drop one more watermelon... I will bury you," Sam threatened as he stared at his brother and the remains of what used to be their profits lying on the ground. Their father had officially retired and left the farm to the two of them, though he probably still worked just as hard as his sons. Right now his older one was about ready to kick the younger to the curb. "You gotta be gentle, dude." He gave his brother a playful shove and gently lifted one of the melons onto the display stand they'd set up along the side of the road. Every little bit helped keep food on the table after all.
He was laughing at Stevie's whines about cleaning up when he heard a car pull up behind them and looked over his shoulder. "Damn. You don't see one of them everyday," he commented on the car. It was a hell of a lot fancier than the pick ups that belonged to their usual customers.
Mercedes wiped her eyes and sighed heavily pulling the mirror down and looking at herself. "Why do you always end up crying over these losers?" She wiped her eyes and reapplied her makeup. She was about to pull out when she noticed a fruit stand. The little stand reminded her of the one she and her parents would visit on their summer trips. On her drive to Nashville she took pictures of and stopped at all the ones she saw.
Reaching for her phone she stepped out of the car, placing her sunglasses on and grabbing her wallet. Stepping back into her heels, she stepped out of the car smoothing down her pencil skirt and taking a picture of stand, before she made her way over to them. "Excuse me, do you guys have any peaches?"
Sam turned at the sound of a voice, his breath catching in his throat, and promptly dropped the watermelon in his hands on the ground. Stevie just crossed his arms and gave his brother a smug little grin. "Shut up," Sam mumbled at his brother. "And clean that up." He turned back to the extremely gorgeous woman and gave her a crooked smile. "Sorry 'bout that. We sure do, ma'am. Fresh as you can get 'em."
Mercedes watched as the taller of the two males turned around, then dropped the watermelon, her eyes grew wide stepping closer to them. "I am sorry I didn't mean to make you drop it" She nodded as he smiled at her. She removed her sunglasses placing them on her head, the man was hot, but she was swearing them off. They were all the same. "Oh great, could I get some? And strawberries too?"
"Oh, it's no worries," Sam assured her. "S'pose I was just lost in my own head." Yeah, that was totally the reason. He didn't miss Stevie's eye roll, but he chose to ignore it for the time being. He'd deal with his brother later. He moved to collect everything she asked for. "What brings you to these parts, if you don't me asking? We don't get many cars like that rolling up around here."
Mercedes nodded. "Happens to me a lot." She said, As he looked at her 2020 Mercedes SUV and she smiled. "Running away." She said honestly. "I just mean I don't know I needed to get out of the city for a bit." She pulled out her money. "Any suggestions?"
Sam raised his eyebrows curiously at her answer. "Around here? Can't say there's a whole lot to do compared to the city."
"I bet Sam here could show you around though," Stevie offered once he'd dumped the remains of the watermelon into a bucket and come to stand next to his brother. He let out a little 'oof' sound as Sam's hand hit him in the chest.
Mercedes nodded and looked at both guys, realizing they were brothers, it was obvious now as they looked very much alike. She placed her hair behind her ears. "I wouldn't want to put you, either of you out. I shouldn't be driving around a place I don't know anyways. Just wasn't ready to go back to my life you know? So how much do I owe you?"
"Um, $5.50," Sam told her, eyeing Stevie with annoyance. "But, for the record, you wouldn't be putting us out in the least. My baby brother here just needs to learn some tact."
"I'm 21," Stevie muttered.
"Still the baby. I understand though," Sam added, turning back to hand over her bag. "When our sister moved to the city, we were all worried about her being someplace new on her own too." He paused and considered before he spoke again. "You ever had a home cooked southern meal?"
Mercedes handed him $20. "Keep the change, still feel bad for the watermelon." She smiled at the younger of the two. "I have two older brothers, so I know the "still a baby" feeling." She laughed. "That's how my family felt. I was brought out here right after I graduated, and pretty much have been working nonstop since, but my brothers still call me twice a week to make sure I am okay and I don't need anything." His question caused her to shake her head. "No I suppose I haven't. Do you know somewhere I could get some?"
"You know a watermelon doesn't cost $15, right?" Sam chuckled. He nodded in understanding. "Yeah, we do that too. She's killing it though. She's the smart one of the bunch." Stevie just glared at him. "I think I might, yeah."
"Shouldn't we, like... ask mom?" Stevie whispered.
"Shouldn't you learn to be quiet?" Sam shot back before turning back with a smile. "Mind if I ask your name?"
She smiled. "I know, the rest is a tip." Mercedes glanced at both of them. "You both seem pretty smart to me." She held out her hand to him. "Mercedes, Mercedes Jones. And you two are?"
Sam nodded. "We sure do appreciate it," he told her sincerely, smiling at the compliment. He took her hand and shook it gently. "Very nice to meet you. Sam Evans, Evans Family Farms. That's Stevie."
"What he said," Stevie added with a shrug.
Mercedes smiled. "Evans Family Farms. Does this stuff really come from a farm, like with animals and everything?" She said interest.
"Most of it, yeah," Sam confirmed. "We have some partnerships with some groves in the area that supply us for stands and farmer's markets. And we're mostly a produce farm, but we got some animals too. The eggs are much better fresh."
"Okay that is pretty cool. I represent Hidden Grove and loved the tour I got of their grape farm and distillery." she said. "Eggs are better fresh? I think I have heard that."
"Represent?" Sam asked curiously. "Oh, definitely. Stevie's a pro at collecting them too."
"Thanks for remembering I'm here," Stevie laughed.
"Oh I am a Junior Partner at Case, Wade and Shaw." She said. "You collect the eggs? Like every day?"
Sam's eyes widened. "Wow, that's... super impressive." And here he was selling fruit and vegetables on the side of the road, thinking he had a shot. He let out a small sigh as he rearranged some of the produce.
Stevie nodded. "Every morning, yeah. I like to say I get all the chicks."
"Yeah people think so." She said with a small smile. Laughing at Stevie's joke she placed her hair behind her ears. "And do you get all the chicks Sam?"
Stevie attempted to hide his laugh behind his hand, but failed miserably. "You could say he gets some ass."
Sam gave Stevie another dart of a look. "Tact," he repeated again. "And don't talk about Chester that way. He's a donkey," he explained with a shake of his head.
Mercedes laughed at the brothers. "I love your relationship. So you have a donkey named Chester? That is cute I love it." A pick up truck came and parked and two girls jumped out. "Hi guys!" they said in Unison and Mercedes knew she should go, she just didn't want to. "Uh I am keeping you from your customers..."
"Glad someone does," Sam chuckled. He glanced up with a knowing smile. "That's the Brown sisters. Stevie can take care of 'em, can't ya?"
"Happily," Stevie agreed with a wink before he bounced off.
Sam stepped off to the side of the stand and gestured Mercedes over as well. "I know this is a little... fast, but would you like to have dinner tonight?"
She watched Stevie run off and she stared at Sam, was he really asking her to dinner. "Umm I...sure. I would like that."
Sam was honestly a little surprised. He really wasn't counting on her saying yes, but you missed 100% of the shots you didn't take as the great Wayne Gretzky had taught him. "Yeah? Um, great. You like barbecue?"
Mercedes nodded. "I love barbeque, who doesn't." She said reaching into her purse and pulling out her phone. "So maybe I should take your number?"
"Awesome. I know a great place. Oh, yeah." Sam gave her his number as he rested a hand on one of the wooden planks beside him. "I'd offer to pick you up, but I guess you don't really have a place for me to pick you up around here," he chuckled. "I guess we could just meet there. Or you could pick me up if you wanted to meet Chester."
She took his number and nodded. "Yeah you would have to come to the city just to come back here, so I can come get you...plus I mean, who wouldn't want to meet Chester? I have never met a Donkey before."
"He's a good first one to meet," Sam told her with a smile. He gave her the address so she could put that in her phone too. "Big sign with our name on it. You can't miss it. Also if you are looking for a quiet spot, a few miles up this road, there's a little lake off to the left. It's great for fishing and thinking. And runnin' away. Ran away myself there when I was 10. Got brought back home though."
She took his address and she smiled. "Oh so there are more to meet?" She looked towards what he said even if she couldn't see it. "I bet you were cute as a ten year old running away." She smiled. "Well I would go to the lake but I have a date. Who knows maybe my date will show me the lake sometime."
"Just the one at our place, but you drive around, you'll probably see a few," Sam chuckled. He smiled and a soft blush formed on his cheeks. "I have a feeling he'd really like to do that. So I'll see you tonight?"
She nodded biting her bottom lip. "It's a date." She leaned in and kissed him on his cheek and grabbed her fruit. "Seeya Stevie." She said going to her car and smiling before she drove off.
Sam watched her drive off and turned to his brother once she was gone. "I got a date. Did you get a date?"
"Shut up," Stevie pouted.