Present Day

"Twins? H-how old?" Sam asked barely above a whisper, and she looked at him, steeling herself for what was about to happen.

"About 2 months old."

It didn't take long for Sam to connect the dots; his eyes widened as he moved closer, staring at the children in her arms. "Merce…are they mine?"

She stared at him wanting to lie, wanting to tell him anything but the truth. "Does it matter?"

"Does it?!" Sam moved towards her, trying his best not to wake the sleeping children. "Mercedes, of course, it matters…why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know when I left, and I found out a few weeks later." She said honestly.

Sam felt tears come to his eyes; he really wanted to be angry and talk it out. Still, he was just taken back by the beautiful woman in front of him holding the two most beautiful babies.

"Do you want to hold them?" She said after a few moments.

Sam nodded, afraid to say anything. She slowly stood, allowing him to sit down where she was, and then she nodded to the purell on the table. "Go ahead and use the purell."

Sam did as she said and held his breath as she leaned down, handing him the twins. "This is Zackary named after my grandfather…he got a kick out of that. And this is Zola…"

Sam held the twins swallowing hard, staring at the two who had his eyes as they stared back at her. "They are beautiful," he said, biting back a tear.

She nodded. "They are…Sam, how did you find me?"

Sam sighed. "It wasn't easy, that's for sure. You left minimal clues when you up and left Hawaii…why did you leave?"

"As if I could stay! Sam, you lied to me about Quinn, your family…."

"I thought we got over that!" He said in a quiet yell."

She laughed, whispering. "You got over it! I was thrown in it! And how I found out! How I learned the truth about who you were…." She shook it off and looked at the twins.

Sam stared at her and then down to the twins. "I know you got scared, and I know you left because of what I said, not because of anything that had to do with Quinn or my life."

"Let me put them down for their nap." She moved to reach for Zola and laid her down. Then moved to lay Zack in his. She grabbed the monitor and walked out of the bedroom, Sam following her.

"Sam, I am glad you now know, glad you can be in their life, but that's all I have to offer."

"Why did what I say scare you so bad? I thought it would make you see how much I wanted to be with you."

She gripped the counter and shook her head. "You didn't mean it. No one ever means it when I am concerned, and it doesn't matter." She turned to him. "I know it's been a year, and you probably got back with Quinn, but I won't let you take them from me. I won't let you steal them for your perfect world."

"If that's what you think I would do, then you don't know me at all. But we both know that's just your defense mechanism talking, and it's not the truth."

Sam moved and pulled her close. "I spent the last ten months searching for you; you really thought I had my eyes or my heart set on anyone other than you?"

Months ago

Sam smiled as they drove around the island. It wasn't like hitting the open road; it wasn't like being in the states where you could drive for hundreds of thousands of miles, though it did still take 9 hours for them to drive the entire island.

Being with Mercedes was so freeing; she got him in a way no one in his life ever had. After their time at his hidden oasis, they returned to his room and stayed up all night. They talked about her life and his. He learned that she was a fantastic singer and had even planned something special for her tonight. He wanted to make her realize that she was so much more than she gave herself credit for.

Mercedes looked over to Sam and smiled. "How much longer until we get there?"

Sam smiled. "It's about 30 minutes or so?"

Mercedes ran her hand down his thigh and smiled. "Well, then I think it's time we took another look at your bucket list."

Sam's eyebrow raised in confusion until her hand went to his waist. "Merce…" he breathed out as she pushed her hand into his boxers. She unhooked her seat belt and licked her lips as she moved over his lap and took Sam's cock between her lips.

Sam gripped the steering column trying not to close his eyes as a deep groan left his lips. "Yes! Baby yes!"

"Mmmmm," she whimpered, taking him as deep as she could while he tried to keep the car steady. After a few moments, he pulled over, not even caring if others saw, and threw his head back as Mercedes swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock.

Sam could feel himself growing close to the edge, and he pulled her back, groaning as he moved his seat as far back as it could go, then pulled her over to his lap, lifting her dress and ripping off her panties clear off of her.

"Sam! What the hell did you do that for?"

Sam smirked. "I am not even gonna try to lie, I was reading some, well, I think they are called fanfics... I stumbled over them; it's no big deal, and the dude ripped a woman's panties clear off, and she found it erotic and hot. I didn't think it was possible for one, but I wanted to try and second…. Fuck, it felt sexy as hell ripping your panties clear off you."

Mercedes giggled, shaking her head. "Well, Sam Evans, I can honestly say no one has ever done that to me before, and yeah, it was hot."

Sam smirked, positioning himself beneath her so she could just sink down onto him, and that is precisely what she did. He groaned, throwing his head back as she sank down.

"Fuck Mercedes! I don't think I will ever feel anything as perfect as you."

Her eyes closed as she gripped her shoulders as he gripped her hips, bouncing her on his shaft. Windows fogged as they gave in to their passion. 30 minutes later, they were back on the road, and both were very satisfied.

The last week has been a dream for Sam. Everything had been perfect. Spending time with Mercedes, he found himself genuinely enjoying his life. They went to the Carnival, which was an experience in itself. Mercedes was definitely not a sit-around and complain kind of woman. She for sure preferred to do things for herself, though she was learning to let Sam lead the way sometimes as she let him win her a stuffed pink and purple zebra.

When they went to the tilt a whirl, Sam showed his boldness by taking advantage of her wearing a sundress and fingering her on the ride. It was bold and fun, and she brought that out of him. But it wasn't just the boldness; it was her faith in him; it showed him to have more confidence in himself.

He sighed as she ran her hands through his hair, they had just made love on the balcony of his room, and now they were laying under the stars, her on his make-shift bed made of pillows and sheets, and he was laying on her lap.

"If you weren't running the Evans Chain of Hotels and Resorts, what would you be doing?"

Sam smiled. "No one has really ever asked me that."

She stopped scratching his scalp for a moment before going back to scratching it. "That's just sad…well, I am asking you now. I know you said your dad basically groomed you to take over his life, but what about yours?"

"I don't have time to dream, Merce; this is my life; once I go back home, it's working for the senate seat."

She sighed. "Sam, even following your father's dreams, you can mix yours in there. Look at you now, you are working so hard to finish the resort, and yet you find time to be here with me. You make time for the things that you want. So make time for yourself."

Sam sighed, sitting up. "You know, no one has ever told me to take time for myself before."

"Well, then you are hanging around the wrong people." She said, bending down to kiss him softly.

Sam started to deepen the kiss when his phone rang. He pulled away and frowned, seeing the text. "I have to go…." He whined.

Mercedes laughed. "Your work is never done?"

"No, it's not. But if you cared about me at all, you would stay here, preferably naked."

She shrugged. "I guess you are gonna have to leave and come back to see just how I care about you."

Sam beamed, kissing her once again. "Why don't you take a shower and relax, order room service, and I should be back in about an hour."

She stood wrapping herself in the sheet. "You really don't want me to leave, do you?"

"I thought I had made that clear." He teased.

She chewed her bottom lip with a nod before unwrapping herself and letting the sheet drop. "You better hurry; I am only giving you 55 minutes before I start without you." She moved closer to him, kissing him deeply then walking away. "Think I am gonna put on some of that lingerie we bought as well."

Sam groaned. "You are killing me, Merce."

She shrugged. "Maybe, but what a way to go." She blew him a kiss as she walked towards the shower. Sam groaned, getting dressed, as he promised he was gonna be back in 45 minutes or less.

Quinn was frustrated and tired. She was supposed to be in Hawaii a week ago, but with everything that had happened and not being able to move her meetings, it just didn't happen. Then her flight was delayed, and she had to endure the longest flight she had ever taken, in coach. COACH. She was officially done. All she wanted to do was talk to Sam and get their relationship back on track.

It didn't take her long to get to the hotel, and with most people knowing who she was, she easily was able to grab Sam's room key from the front desk and head to his room in order to surprise him. He said he wanted spontaneity and fun; she could try to do that.

Opening the door, she heaved a sigh as she put her bag down and heard the shower running. The biggest part of her wanted to wait until he was finished. Still, in talking to her closest friend Santana, she was told to 'lose the granny panties, stop being a prude and give Sam what he wanted. So she was going to stay out of her head and just give him what he wanted.

Pulling off her clothes. She walked into the bathroom naked; without thinking, she pulled back the glass doors and stepped in, stopping when she realized it wasn't Sam but a woman in his shower.

Mercedes had her head under the shower as the door opened; she smiled. "Dude, that wasn't even 10 minutes. Did you really have to leave, or were you grabbing something? She turned and froze.

Quinn's eyes widened. "Uh, excuse me, who the hell are you?"

Mercedes glanced at the woman up and down. "Umm, you are the one who walked in on me, and I am flattered you are very sexy, but I am kinda seeing someone, sooo I am gonna need you to get dressed and get out of here." She said, turning the water off as she grabbed a towel.

"Seeing someone? Why are you in Sam's room?" Quinn questioned, grabbing her own towel.

Mercedes took a look at the blonde. "Why are you in Sam's room?"

Sam took a breath as his work was finally done; he was excited to head back to his and couldn't wait to get his hands on Mercedes. She created this fire in him that he didn't think would ever go out. Tugging off his shirt, he walked into the room but stopped when he was faced with the two women in his life.

Mercedes and Quinn stopped looking at each other and stared at him.

Sam couldn't even speak as he tried to find the words to say to them both. How could he tell Mercedes that this was the woman he was engaged to? And how could he tell Quinn that this was the woman he was falling for?

Mercedes cocked her head to the side. "Aren't you going to say anything, Sam? I mean, I think we are both rather confused?"

Sam nodded. "So I know this makes me look like a jackass, and I am. I won't deny that I just didn't know how to tell you…."

"Tell us what? That you were playing us from the start? Sam, you are engaged! You could have told me?"

Sam moved to Mercedes. "I know, but with everything, I just wanted this time to be about us, just us. I didn't want to add the complication."

"Oh, because I am a complication?" Quinn spat.

"Quinn, you and I aren't even on the best terms. You cheated on me, you lied, and if I am being honest, you are a huge prude."

Quinn raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, what?"

"You can't tell me that you aren't. You called me a pervert for wanting phone sex."

Quinn stared at him for a long moment. "I am not a Prude! I just have class. I can get sexy with the best of them and the fact that you don't know that! Prude? Seriously?"

Sam sighed. "I haven't even seen you naked, Quinn."

She shook her head. "I'll show you a prude."

Quinn made her way over to Mercedes and pulled her into a kiss. Sam stared at her with his mouth open as Quinn kissed her hungrily. Not being one to be outdone, Mercedes took over the kiss, tugging Quinn close.

"What the fuck?" Sam said hoarsely. "That's…fuck."

Quinn pulled away from Mercedes, licking her lips."Yeah, I can see why you feel for her, Sam… that kiss was…." Quinn didn't even finish as she moved in and kissed her again, nipping at her bottom lip. Hearing Sam groans, Mercedes smiled.

"Oh, you like that, Sam? Seeing the two of us like this?"

Sam nodded. "So much…it wasn't on my list, but it should've been."

Mercedes moved her hands around Quinn and tugged the towel off of her as Sam moved behind Mercedes, tugging off her towel. Mercedes turned Quinn around so her back to Mercedes's front and ran her hand down Quinn's front. Sam moved to Mercedes's neck, sucking at her flesh as a moan escaped Quinn.

Mercedes let her own head fall back as Sam's fingers roamed to her clit, teasing it.

"Let's see if I can get you to cum before you make Quinn," Sam said breathlessly.

The challenge was on as Quinn spread her thighs, letting Mercedes's fingers plunge into her expertly. "Shit… don't stop!" She whimpered, feeling overwhelmed and needy all at once.

There was a knock at the door, but she didn't care. "Don't stop, please…I need more." Quinn cried out, feeling something she hadn't felt ever in her life.

The knock was persistent, and Quinn groaned. "So close…" She whimpered as the feeling of Mercedes was fading.

After a moment, she opened her eyes angrily, punching the bed as the knocking persisted. She knew who it was; Sam was finally ready to talk to her, but she wasn't ready to talk to him, especially when he ruined such a hot dream. She had never had such a vivid dream, and definitely not a sex dream about someone she didn't know. Her mind went back to what really happened, and she sighed, thinking over how upset she really truly wanted to be.

Hey guys! So things are getting crazy! But I am glad you are around for the journey! What do you all think that dream meant? Quinn got some freaky in her after all lol. Thank you for reading all my stories and the reviews. You inspire me more than you know. ILYSM!