Story one: The Cabin
Synopsis: Sam and Mercedes end up in the same cabin during their ten year High School reunion retreat. Old tensions, emotions and issues resurface but they're stuck when a storm makes it impossible for them to leave and have no choice but to address them all.
Mercedes Jones arrived at the cabin in record time, the drive was smooth and though she made it alone, thanks to her now ex boyfriend Shane, she was happy to get away. Grabbing her carry-on bag and her duffel she used the code to get into the cabin, and turned off the alarm system. It was beautiful. One bedroom with a full window looking out into the wilderness, one bath, a full kitchen with an Island and a living room. The fully furnished cabin was rustic and secluded, it was just what she needed.
When she first got word about their reunion being at this resort, she didn't want to go but after talking to her girl's, she realized maybe it would be good for her. And staring out into seclusion was as calming and relaxing as taking a sedative.
Sam was tired, he just wanted to get into bed and sleep til it was time for him to reunite with his old classmates. Getting into the cabin he groaned, throwing his bags to the ground and pulling off his clothes climbing into the bed. Yawning he stretched out and pulled the covers over him, closing his eyes and drifting off until he felt the covers be tugged away from him.
"The hell?"
"Stop hogging the covers!" Mercedes said sleepily.
Sam's ears perked up and he immediately sat up. "Oh this is not happening." He said snatching the covers off of the bed before quickly getting out of the bed and switching the light on. He shook his head when he saw a familiar body laying in the bed and grew angry.
"What the hell are you doing in here!" He shouted but knew it was falling on deaf ears, Mercedes slept hard and no matter how loudly he shouted she wouldn't hear him. A devious grin crossed his face before he slipped on his boxers and walked into the kitchen sifting through the cabinets before finding the biggest bowl he could and filling it with cold water.
"Here's a little payback from the last time we saw each other." He said to himself before dumping the entire bowl over her head.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Mercedes shouted as she jerked awake only to see the bane of her entire existence standing over her laughing. "WHY ARE YOU HERE?"
"Why am I here? Why the fuck are you here! In my room! IN MY BED!"
"Excuse me? This is MY room and MY bed! Why are you half naked?" She asked, pulling the sheets over her body, earning an eye roll from Sam.
"Don't flatter yourself, I've seen you naked before now do us both a favor and get the hell out of my room. I'm exhausted!"
"Your room? Fool listen! To! Me! Get the hell out of my cabin before I call the police!" Mercedes said angrily.
Sam hadn't heard a single word she said because he was too busy looking at her wet body wrapped in the sheet. He could tell she filled out a little more than the last time he saw her and had to admit she looked damn fine.
Mercedes narrowed her eyes at him, she knew that look on his face. She looked down and threw the sheet at him as she grabbed her robe. "Pervert! Get the hell out of here, now! I won't ask you again."
Sam couldn't hep smirking when he got another glimpse of her naked before getting angry again. "I am not a pervert and this is my damn room, now you get out!" He said walking over to her, picking her and throwing her over his shoulder.
"PUT ME DOWN YOU STUPID JERK!"
Sam muttered something walking over to the door and swinging it open before doing exactly what she asked. He dropped her flat on her glorious ass then shot her smug smile and slammed the door in her face.
Mercedes was pissed off and he was going to pay. Standing, she put the code in, and opened the door. "You wanna play Evans?!" She pulled off the nightie she was wearing. "Okay, let's play." Smiling to herself she walked into the bedroom naked, staring at him.
Sam had just gotten comfortable in the bed when he heard her walking back into the room, as he opened his eyes a groan left his throat. "Fuck."
She bit her bottom lip moving, staring at him. She let him take in her body, something he hadn't seen in years. It felt good to know he still appreciated it. Turning away from him, she walked over to the balcony opening it, as she nodded for him to join her.
"Merce." He warned knowing this was a trap, but damn she was sexy as fuck.
"Come on boo bear…" She cooed. "Come with me…"
Sam groaned before giving into temptation and following her outside on the balcony, he saw her standing by the hot tub and walked over to her. She smiled, staring at him as her arms wrapped around his neck. She turned them around so his back was to the hottub and hers was to the door.
Mercedes smirked knowing Sam was indeed predictable, staring at her breast, and not paying attention to anything else. Backing she smiled triumphantly. "Oh I hope you sleep well, boo bear." She said hurrying inside and locking the balcony doors. Blowing him a kiss, she shut the curtains and laid in the bed, finally getting to sleep.
Sam scolded himself for falling for that damn trick, she knew her breasts were his weakness and he hated that after all this time they still were! It wasn't his fault they were amazing to stare at, but she forgot that he was completely shameless and had no issues walking around this resort naked.
Sam was athletic and an avid climber so getting down from the balcony was a breeze, he made it to the front desk in no time and judging by the shocked and somewhat impressed look from the receptionist he couldn't help smirking.
"There's a pest in my room and I need her removed immediately." He said to the young woman.
"I… what kind of pest sir?" She asked, clearing her throat and looking upwards.
"One that is short, curvy and annoying. She claims my room is hers but I know for a fact it is mine." Sam explained.
"A woman? Sir if this is a personal matter-"
"No, no she is a vermin and I want her gone. I'm in cabin 27." He interrupted and she nodded before pulling up his cabin number. Sam noticed the distressed look on her face before she asked him to wait.
After a few minutes the woman returned with an older woman who looked equally stressed. "Mr. Evans, it seems we have a bit of a problem." The woman said.
"I know, the woman in my room thinks it's hers." Both women shared a look before looking at him nervously.
"Well, that's the problem because it is hers… technically, it seems our system booked the both of you in the same room." The younger woman explained.
Sam shook his head in disbelief. "Excuse me?"
The older woman moved the younger one aside. "That's only half the problem, the other half is there aren't any other cabins available…"
Sam let out a humorless chuckle and shook his head again. "This is not… you mean to tell me that I am stuck with that… that woman for the next few days!"
"We're incredibly sorry and can offer you a full refund…" The younger woman said.
"What the hell am I going to do with a refund?! There is no other place to stay around here!" Sam said angrily.
"You could try to stay in the cabin… we can bring a cot." The older woman suggested.
"Or you can bring in pest repellent and get that woman out of my room!" He closed his eyes, fingers going to the bridge of his nose. Even when she wasn't in his life, she was still a pain in the ass.
"We can't legally remove her because she checked in first… it says here this is from the reunion being hosted… maybe you could bunk with someone else?"
"How about you get security over to that cabin, tell that woman! That you made a mistake and she needs to bunk with someone else!"
The older woman sighed before calling down to the cabin and asking Mercedes to come to the front office. She walked into the back office after hanging up with her and came back with a towel for Sam.
Frustrated beyond words, Mercedes took her time getting to the front desk, ignoring the naked Sam glaring at her. "What seems to be the problem?"
Both women shot her a sorry expression. "It seems we have a problem with the booking, you both technically are in cabin 27 and Mr. Evans is rightfully upset."
"Well, that sounds like a Mr. Evans problem. I arrived first, I am pretty sure I paid first and booked the room first, so good luck on finding him other accommodations, I will have his bags outside."
"Legally we can't remove either of you and he paid the full rate… we were hoping since this is a reunion one of you would be willing to bunk with someone else?" The older woman asked, already knowing this was about to get worse.
"Let me get this straight. You booked us both for the same room, took our money, and all you can do is ask us to bunk with a friend. No. See what is about to happen is you're going to refund us both for this horrible oversight on your end."
"We have no issue refunding the both of you but that won't change the cabin situation… unfortunately either you share it or one of you leaves." The older woman stated.
"Or, you grab Sam a sleeping bag and a tent! Wild animals love the woods right?!" She snapped.
"See why I want her out of my room? She's insufferable and only thinks of herself!" Sam snarked.
"Oh I only think of myself?! I quit my job for you! And what thanks do I get? You dumped me! But I'm insufferable?"
Sam sighed and shook his head. "I never asked you to do that! I never asked you to do anything but trust me… I'm not doing this with you, we're over and have been for years. Send the cot down for her. I'm tired." Sam said walking away.
"For you! My ass ain't sleeping on a cot Samuel Dwight Evans!"
"So are you two… staying in the room?' The younger woman asked and Mercedes shot her look.
"If you value your rating and don't want people coming here because a homicide happened, I suggest you find accommodations for either him or me!" Mercedes snapped before leaving hoping to get back to the cabin before Sam.
They both arrived at the same time, fighting on who would get inside first which only ended with them both falling to the ground.
"I hate you!" Mercedes grunted out scrambling to get up and to the bed before he could but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back down.
Sam crawled over her, pinning her hands to the floor, wondering if he could make a run for it or the bed. Mercedes quickly wrapped a leg around him and flipped them over before smirking, she shoved him to keep him down then ran to the bed and jumped onto it.
"Ha! I win. Have fun on the floor, asshole!"
Sam regretted ever teaching her that damn move, back then it was used for good but now she used it for evil.
"You're still so selfish." He muttered. "I can't do this, I'm sleeping in my truck." He added before grabbing his pants and key then storming out.
"Well I guess history does repeat itself." She said watching him walk out.
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