Mercedes sat in her office sighing at the case before her, she wanted to be anywhere but there. Looking down to her phone she smiled clicking on Sam's number and sending him a text.

Mercy: Hey Handsome, how is your day going? :kissing_heart:


Sam was in his own office and slowly developing a headache. He clicked print on a contract and heard his phone buzz, his heart fluttering as he looked at the screen.

Sam: Much better now :blush:


Mercy: I know its only been two days since I saw you but I can not stop thinking about seeing you again.

Mercy: Whatcha up too right now? Also do you guys deliver? Cause I brought the rest of my peaches into the office and now there are none cause my greedy coworkers.


Sam: O rly?

Sam: Paperwork. Which is the devil's work, if you ask me.

Sam: For you? We offer personal delivery from the owner himself


Mercy: Yes really

Mercy: You don't have to ask me. I am in the "discovery" phase so I see nothing but paperwork

Mercy: Oh is that so? Its gonna be a very big order, might have to send both owners. Though there is only one I really wanna see.


Sam: I've been thinking about you too

Sam: What are you discovering exactly? I'm just drawing up a contract for a new client, which is a good thing. But sometimes I miss being the kid who just fixed tractors...

Sam: I'm sure owner jr wouldn't mind some time away too.


Mercy: Really? What exactly about me?

Mercy: 15 year old accused of robbing a gas station. Right now I am going over everything the Prosecution is going to throw at him, and seeing if I can establish a timeline for the events.

Mercy: Sucks being a grownup sometimes don't it?

Mercy: Lol well should I submit my order online? When I say the whole office I mean even the Partners want to try some. I may have boasted about you all...a lot.


Sam: About how great the other night was. And how I can't remember the last time I was this excited to see someone again.

Sam: Dang. That does seem more important than how much to charge per bushel.

Sam: It really does tho

Sam: You can do that. Just make sure to put your name on there. I'll override the delivery.


Mercy: The other night was really wasn't it?

Mercy: Yeah but I believe him, he was turning his life around and the camera only caught him at the pump so I do feel good about this case. Plus I have a 98 percent success rate.

Mercy: You better charge us full price! No discounts the company is paying for it. Though my private order you can do what you please.


Sam: Best date I've ever had

Sam: Of course you do. Doesn't surprise me in the least.

Sam: I just meant so I can do the delivery :stuck_out_tongue: But I am interested in hearing about this private order of yours?


Mercy: until our next one so you should say best first day :stuck_out_tongue:

Mercy: Why not?

Mercy: Well that would include you and me on a second date.


Sam: I'll make my judgments on that after our second date :wink: LOL

Sam: Cause I get the feeling you're not one to give up on something you're passionate about

Sam: Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's illegal for me to charge for that


Mercy: Oh it will be a great date!

Mercy: Then you know me very well already

Mercy: Lol yeah but what would you charge for a kiss?


Sam: lol I don't doubt it

Sam: Hmm... you telling me what your favorite flower is?


Mercy: My favorite flowers are Purple Lilies.

Mercy: What is your favorite Dessert?


Sam: Peach pie

Sam: I think that means you owe me a second kiss


Mercy: I know this great bakery cause i have no cooking skills at all.. is that a deal breaker?

Mercy: That I can do.


Sam: Oh. You're getting :ghost: ed...

Sam: Kidding. As long as I eat good food, I'm not too picky about where it comes from

Sam: Then I'm a happy man


Mercy: Not funny:open_mouth:

Mercy: That is good to know

Mercy: Good.


Sam: Lies. I'm hilarious lol

Sam: So when would you like these two deliveries, Miss Jones?


Mercy: That has yet to be seen

Mercy: As soon as Possible Mr. Evans


Sam: Ouch :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes:

Sam: I can make the first one Friday afternoon and stick around for the second after you get off work?


Mercy: That sounds perfect,

Mercy: Though I wish I could see you sooner.


Sam: I know, me too.

Sam: I would if I could, but it's sale season and I'm swamped this week

Sam: I could call you tonight?


Mercy: So its a phone date? I could really enjoy that.

Mercy: I just submitted the order...its a lot


Sam: It's the best I can do for now. We could Facetime if you're really missing my face lol

Sam: Hope we got enough peaches


Mercy: I mean your face is missable.

Mercy: As long as I get some, they will take any fruit you got.


Sam: So is yours, beautiful

Sam: I'll see what I can do. We might not have to set up the stand this weekend.


Mercy: I don't want you to go out of business because of me...


Sam: You're still paying for the fruit lol

Sam: You're just providing me a day off... wonder what I'll do with it


Mercy: Oh well see that I am good with.

Mercy: Hmmmm there could be a ton of things you can do..


Sam: I could always stay at my sister's Friday night and spend Saturday with this beautiful woman I met


Mercy: Well see that would make two women happy. Your sister and your date.


Sam: Not entirely sure how happy it'll make my sister, but she'll live lol


Mercy: She will get to see you, sure she will be happy.


Sam: Hopefully. Long as she doesn't have a date herself

Sam: Either way, she'll live


Mercy: True. But still I know I will be happy to get to see you.

Mercy: Are we doing the tour?


Sam: Might as well since we have a whole day now


Mercy: Well don't be too excited about it.


Sam: :tada: :astonished: :tada:


Mercy: :joy:


Sam: I've seen the city so that part's probably more exciting for you. But I'm VERY excited to spend time with you, I promise


Mercy: How about instead of the tour on your day off we just tour fun places. I heard we can go go cart racing around here, or horseback riding? Paintballing? I am trying to do things I wouldn't normally do.


Sam: Things you wouldn't normally do, hmm? I think I could make that happen.


Mercy: Really now? Well that is good to know.


Sam: I'll make some plans. Steakhouse Friday night sound okay?


Mercy: Sounds great! So I get to see you both days? I feel special like no joke


Sam: If you want to. Guess I shouldn't have assumed. Makes me look like Chester


Mercy: Of course I want too!

Mercy: Wait what is Chester?


Sam: He's a donkey. ... an ass LOL


Mercy: Oh yeah you haven mentioned him before.

Mercy: I am just happy to have you want to see me


Sam: He's gonna be so sad you forgot him :wink:

Sam: I want to see you very much


Mercy: Tell him I am sorry

Mercy: I want to see you too.


Sam: Will do.

Sam: Shit, I got a call I gotta take. I'll talk to you tonight, okay?


Mercy: Okay, tonight..


Mercedes sat down in her chair, kicking off her shoes. She had just returned from court, she had gotten her client bail and now she was looking forward to her weekend.

"Ms. Jones, there are a Mr. Sam and Stevie Evans here?" Her intercom went off, Marley her assistant had called in.

"Oh please send them in." Mercedes said searching for her shoes, then standing as she smoothed down her pencil skirt and silk white top. She reapplied her lip gloss and cleared her throat waiting for Sam to come in.

Stevie came through the door first and smiled knowingly as he looked at Mercedes. "Sorry, it's me," he laughed.

Sam followed soon enough though with a big smile on his face. "Hey," he greeted, his heart doing that damn fluttering thing again. How did she do that? "We have the truck downstairs with everything. Thought we'd come up and get some directions first though. Oh, and also..." He walked over and kissed her cheek. "It's really good to see you again."

Mercedes smiled. "Hey Stevie, " She said then smiled wider as Sam walked through the door, He kissed her cheek and she smiled brightly. "Its great to see you."

Sam just stood there staring at her for a few moments, a big smile on his face. It hadn't even been a whole week since he'd seen her and they'd at least texted almost everyday, but it sure was good to be back in the same room with her.

"So!" Stevie finally said, pretty sure they weren't going to get anywhere unless he took some initiative. "We have a delivery truck full of fruit downstairs. Is there somewhere you'd like us to bring it to?"

Mercedes stared at Sam, smiling as she took him in. Stevie took her out of her thoughts and she nodded. "Oh yes just let the interns help you bring them up. They can give them to everyone."

"Why don't you talk to the girl at the desk you were flirting with about rounding them up?" Sam suggested, nodding at the door. "I'll be right out to help you, okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. I get the picture," Stevie teased, laughing as he left the office again.

Mercedes laughed moving to sit on the edge of the desk as Stevie walked out and smiled at Sam. "Hi handsome."

"Least he knows how to take a hint," Sam chuckled, stepping closer to her. "And hi to you." He leaned and pressed his lips to hers gently. "I've missed you."

She smiled against his kiss. "I missed you too. And I have been looking forward to seeing you tonight." She pointed to her office. "This is my office. Its pretty big but come look at this view." She said walking him to the window. "Beat out all the guys in rock paper scissors for this bad boy."

Sam laughed as he followed her over to the window and looked out over the city. "It is beautiful," he agreed. "And this office is about twice as big as mine. And not in a barn."

She nodded. "It really is. Some days I just gotta look out here to stay calm." She said truthfully. "Oh a big office isn't that great, it comes with even more responsibilities."

"Crazy, isn't it? The city's so busy, but watching it from up high gives you a whole new perspective," Sam mused with a small smile. "Oh, I still have plenty of those," he laughed. "So after we get all the fruit up and taken care of, I was gonna head over to my sister's to get into some nicer clothes. I got real pants," he added in a quiet voice. "Stevie's gonna have dinner with her. And then I'll come pick you up?"

Mercedes nodded. "It really is I love it." Mercedes laughed and turned towards Sam. "Personally I think you look hotter as a cowboy." She said truthfully. "Can you pick me up at my place if thats okay? I wanna change too."

Sam just shrugged, offering her a shy smile. "I wanted to take you some place night tonight so I wanted to look the part. My regularly scheduled wardrobe will return tomorrow," he assured her. "And I can absolutely do that."

"Well then I will make sure I dress accordingly can't have you showing up and looking amazing and I look a hot mess." She said smiling. Walking over to her desk she grabbed her notepad and jotted down her address. "The gate code is on here too so you can just come on up and I will let the doorman know you are coming." She sighed. "The one benefit of working here is I get put up in a penthouse apartment that is pretty good on security. Since I live alone i need that."

"I don't think that's possible," Sam told her with a shake of his head. He looked at the paper he gave her and raised his eyebrows once again. "Okay. Just want to remind you one more time that I live in my parents' house and have an office in a barn. That way you can run now before my heart gets too deep into this."

Mercedes moved closer to him, she kissed him slowly, deeper than she had done before, wrapping her arms around his neck, showing him with her kiss that she knew who he was and liked him for it. "I know what I am getting myself into. And I hope you do too so you can run if you need too."

Sam's hands rested on her waist as she kissed him, igniting something in him that he'd been pushing down for awhile now. It was scary but amazing at the same time. He stared into her eyes when he pulled back. "I don't wanna go anywhere," he told her.

She smiled back at him, arms still wrapped around his neck as he hands rested on her waist. "I don't want you to go anywhere either. " she said truthfully,

"Works out then," Sam teased, turning his head at the knock on the door.

"Sammy, c'mon. You can wine and dine her later. We got a job to do," Stevie called through the door.

Sam made a little grunt of disappointment. "Unfortunately, this is one of those rare times he's right. See you soon." He gave her one more kiss before he opened the door and gave his brother a playful shove.

Mercedes sighed heavily as he left. Marley walked in and handed her some files. "Who was that? And where can I get me one?"

"Marls stop, that is Sam he is my, well I mean not boyfriend but we just started dating."

"Well then sign me up for my own cowboy cause they are fine as hell."

Mercedes laughed shaking her head. "You have been around me way too long girl."

Sam and Stevie hauled up all the boxes with the help of the interns they'd been given and handed out what they could. They distributed the rest to break rooms to let them be picked up as needed. Sam went back to Mercedes' office and knocked at the door softly before he stuck his head in. "Just wanted to let you know we finished up. Gonna head to Stacey's and I'll see you at 7?"

Stevie leaned against the desk in the front office and smiled at Marley. "Just thought you might like my card. It's got the farm number on there if you have any produce needs. And I... also wrote my personal number on there if you... just wanted to talk."

Mercedes looked up and took off her glasses smiling at Sam. "7 is great. I will be ready." She said with a smile.

Marley looked up and took his card. "Thanks, pretty sure I have a lot of questions...about fruit."