DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE NOR ANYTHING ELSE.
ENJOY THIS THROWBACK :)
Sam looked at the mocha girl in front of him with a smile, trying to figure out exactly how they kept running into each other, "I guess a magnetic force or something."
Mercedes giggled as she looked at him, "Yeah, I guess that's what it is."
Sam couldn't help but laugh at her giggle. It was so adorable. She was adorable, "If you don't mind me asking, what do you do for a living?"
"I'm a college tutor at Ohio State." She smiled as she sipped a little of her coffee.
"Oh wow, that's great. My little brother actually goes there." Sam gestured to Stevie, who was trying to be noisy from a distance.
Mercedes eyes with wide as she put two and two together, "You're Stevie's brother?"
Sam nodded with a laugh, "Unfortunately."
Mercedes smiled as she looked over at Stevie, "He's a sweet kid, very smart but could tone down the flirting."
"Yeah..he is..yeah." Sam laughed at the thought his brother flirting with Mercedes.
Mercedes laughed, moving her hair behind her ear, "So, what do you do for a living?"
"I'm CEO of Evans Advertising Agency."
"Oh cool. That's the big building by the post office right?" She turned in her chair to point to it.
"Yeah..it is." Sam stared at the way she lit up as she looked at it.
"Awesome." She smiled brightly, "I always wanted to go in there."
"I could give you a tour sometime." He said quickly, feeling his cheeks burn up with embarrassment for being so eager.
Mercedes bit her bottom lip as she looked up at him through her lashes, "I would love that."
"Great." He pulled out his business card and handed it to her, "We could have dinner or something afterwards."
Mercedes raised a brow at him, "Is this your way of asking me on a date?"
"Yeah..I mean you don't have to accept it if you don't want to.." He rambled out, feeling his nervousness from earlier making an appearance.
Mercedes smiled at how nervous he was. Getting up from her seat, she slid on her coat and grabbed a pen from her purse, writing something on a napkin and handed to him, "Have a good night Sam." She smiled before she walked to the door, "See you later Stevie."
"Bye Ms. Jones." The young boy smiled at her before he went back to wiping down the counters.
Sam watched her walked out the door, looking down at the napkin, he smiled when she left him her number. He did a fist bump in the air causing him to fall out of the chair, hitting the ground, "Shit."
Stevie heard a loud thud, sitting the towel on the counter, he walked around the bar and headed to table, snorting when he saw he brother on the floor, "Are you okay?"
"I got her number." Sam lifted the napkin in the air with a proud smile on his face.
"Awesome, let me get it." He reached down but quickly groaned when he felt Sam kick his leg.
"No Steven, just no." Sam got up from the floor, smirking and waving the napkin in his face, "This is off limits. Now finished cleaning up so you can come help me."
Stevie grunted as he turned back around and headed to another table.
Mercedes sighed as she looked in her closet for something to wear for her date tonight with Sam. She had to admit, there was something about him that intrigued her and made her want to find more out about him. She pulled out a pair of black skinny jeans, a nice purple sweater and her boots. She turned around to put her things on her bed and jumped slightly when she saw Santana on the bed, "You really need to stop doing that."
Santana smirked as she crossed her legs, "It's just so fun to see you jumpy."
Mercedes rolled her eyes as she sat the clothes to the side, going to grab something from her dresser.
"A date with Sam? That's should be fun." Santana said with a smile. She didn't know how she was going to keep this secret from Mercedes. Christmas was two weeks away and she couldn't tell her friend that she was going to be with the love of her life.
"What do you do everyday besides peek into my life?" Mercedes giggled as she sat beside her on the bed.
Santana rolled her eyes, "Make sure those little devils are on schedule. I don't know why but for some off reason they don't like me, not that I care or anything."
"Maybe because you refer to them as little devils."
"Maybe." She blew a bubble, seeing her phone light up, she smirked when she noticed she had a text from Sam, "Can't wait for tonight. How sweet."
Mercedes snatched her phone from her, texting back a reply, her smile grew a little.
"Where's he taking you?"
"I don't know." She slid off her clothes and headed to the bathroom, "But I need to get ready."
"Uh huh." Santana said with a smirk before she laid back on the bed.
After the tour around Sam's office, it was now time for their date. Sam had decided to keep it light and fun, so they walked to the centre of town to the ice skating rink.
"You totally know how to skate right?" Mercedes laughed as she tied up her skates.
"Of course." He chuckled as he stood up, wobbling a little. Truth was, Sam didn't even know how to skate. Holding out his hand for her to take, he felt the familiar warm sensation shoot up his arm when her small hand intertwine with his, "I don't want to freak you out or anything but did you just feel that?"
Mercedes looked up when she felt the shooting up her arm. For a second she thought she was going crazy but when Sam spoke, she nodded, "Yeah."
Sam shook his head, laughing a little, "That was something."
Mercedes smiled as they finally made it to the entrance, letting her blades hit the ice, she pulled Sam along with her, looking up, she saw the fear and hesitation in his eyes, "You don't know how to skate do you?"
"No." He said as he looked down at her with an embarrassed smile, "Not even a little."
"It's okay, I'll help you." She smiled as she turned facing him, taking both of his hands with hers, skating slowly backwards, "Just keep your balance and skate slowly…"
Sam was trying to focus on what she was saying but he couldn't help but stare at her lips. Her very kissable, plump lips. He wondered what it would feel like to have her lips on top of his.
"…and I promise I will not let go until you got it." She looked up at him, blushing when she found him staring at her lips. She cleared her throat to get his attention, "Got it?"
Sam snapped out of his gaze when she cleared her throat. Looking at her when she ask if he had it, knowing he didn't hear a word she said, he nodded anyways.
Mercedes giggled as she skated backwards, "You're doing really good."
"That's because I have a really good, not to mention, very beautiful, woman guiding me."
Mercedes blushed as she kept a grip on his hands, "Thank you."
"You're so welcome." He smiled as he followed her every move. He was starting to get a hang of it, "I think I'm ready."
"You sure?"
"Mhm."
"Okay." She let go his hands slowly and continued to skate backwards, watching him closely, "You're doing great."
"Thank you..thank you very m.." His words got cut off when he fell down on the ice hard, "Ouch."
Mercedes covered her mouth as she came to a stop, "Oh my god." She skated towards him, hovering over him, "Are you alright?"
"I'm never skating again."
Mercedes tried to suppress her laughter but couldn't. She wasn't exactly laughing at him per say but he looked so cute while he was trying to skate, "I'm sorry."
"Yeah, laugh at my pain." He chuckled as he held his hand out for her to grab.
Mercedes wrapped her hand around his, squealing when she felt her body going down, hitting his chest with a soft thud. She looked at him through her lashes, her face at a close proximity with his, she let her eyes drift down to his pink lips.
Sam felt his breath hitch when he looked at her. He wanted to kiss her but was it too soon?, "I guess I wanted to get back at you for laughing."
Mercedes laughed nervously as she got up from him quickly before she kissed the daylights out of him, holding out her hand for him to grab again, she was grateful that he actually took it this time, "I think we could use a break."
"Agreed." Sam held her hand as they skated back to the entrance. Finding a bench to sit at, he hurriedly took the them off and placed on his shoes, "I'll go get us some hot chocolate."
"Okay." Mercedes slid back into her boots, grabbing her and Sam's skates to take back to the booth while Sam paid for the drinks.
Mercedes smiled once Sam came back, handed her the cup, "Thank you."
"No problem." He said as he sipped some of his drink, "I hope you had fun. I can't skate worth shit but my niece actually suggested this would be a good idea for a date."
"You're niece is very smart because I love skating and I did have a wonderful time." She smiled as she held the cup in her hands, "If you don't mind me asking, where's her mom?"
"No I don't mind." He sat his cup down, sighing a little as he looked towards the little kids skating, "She's a drug addict, have been her whole life. My parents have spent thousands on rehabilitation for her but she never has been able to keep herself clean. The only time she did was when she was pregnant with Izzy and she started back after she had her. Long story short, I decided to raise my niece myself. I was fresh out of college with a brand new baby to take care of."
"Wow." That was all Mercedes could say. It was heartbreaking to know his sister was going through this but the way he took his niece in made her heart warm. Without thinking about it, she reached over and grabbed his hand, "I think what you did was really brave and amazing. You are one hell of a guy, Sam Evans."
Sam smiled at her, "Thank you, Mercedes Jones."
Mercedes smiled at him as she rubbed his hand before she took hers back, immediately feeling warmness disappear.
"Look mommy, they're under a mistletoe." The little girl pointed to the mistletoe that was hanging on the pole, her brown eyes going to Sam, "Kiss her sir."
Sam let out a chuckle, looking at the girl with wide eyes, "I.."
"Ariel..leave the nice people alone." The woman smiled apologetically at Sam and Mercedes, "I'm sorry..she's just love seeing people kiss under those for some reason." She apologized again before she picked her daughter up.
Mercedes could've sworn she has seen those eyes somewhere before. Looking over at Sam, she blushed as she leaned over to meet him halfway, "Christmas orders right?"
Sam couldn't believe this was going to happen. He felt like a little kid in the candy store as he leaned over the table, his lips millimeters away from hers, he took his hand and caressed her cheek, pulling her in for a sweet kiss on the lips.
Mercedes kissed him softly before pulling back, gazing into his eyes with a small smile, "Wow."
"Wow." He repeated as he stared into her eyes. This was officially the best first date ever, "I should get you home."
Mercedes smiled as she watched as he stood up, holding out his hand. She took it, leaning into his embrace as he held onto her as they walked to his car.
The lady pulled on her daughter, siting her to the floor of side of the building as she watched the couple, snapping her fingers, "You're so going to get us caught Santana."
Santana rolled her eyes as she snapped back into herself, "Oh come on Quinn, you have to admit that it was fun and that kiss was so worth it."
Quinn smiled as she looked at them, "It was and I can't wait for them to be together but right now, we need to get back and explain to Santa why you just did what you did."
"Yeah, yeah." Santana waved her off as she looked at Mercedes and Sam one last time with a smile before she walked away.
