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I met Quinn before Sam in college. Quinn is a year younger than me but she was a year ahead in school. We got along right from the start and we grew close over the years. At the beginning of our senior year, she introduced me to Sam at a party she hosted in her parent's house. I don't really remember the occasion of the party, I guess it doesn't matter.

I remember looking everywhere for Quinn who had disappeared. I was never a party girl so Quinn was my safe haven in every party. She was the cool girl. Everyone wanted to be around her. I remember spotting her out in the backyard, across the pool. I made my way around people until I reached her. She was talking with Sam who had a beer in his hand. I hadn't seen Sam before and I found myself checking him out. I admired his height, his broad shoulders, and I liked the fact that he was the only one at the party wearing a suit.

"Hey, there you are," Quinn said when she saw mne.

"Hey," I said forcing myself to look away from the handsome guy standing next to her. "I lost you."

Quinn grinned. "Well you found me. This is my brother, Sam." He turned to look at him. "This is Mercedes."

Sam turned to look at me. "Well I finally get to meet my little sister's best friend." He extended his hand out. "It is a pleasure, Mercedes."

I couldn't look away from his green eyes. I think I smiled. At least I meant to smile as I shook his hand. I remember feeling nervous. "Thanks." His hand was firm and I liked the touch of his warm skin against mine.

"Hey, Quinn!"

Quinn looked behind me to her other girlfriends who were calling her . "Hey! Coming!" She said as she walked towards them.

"Would you like something to drink?" Sam asked me.

I shook my head. "No, thank you. I have an exam tomorrow. I shouldn't even be here."

He half smiled. "Me too. Are you majoring in business like my sister?"

"Accounting, actually. What about you?"

"I'm actually in my last year of medical school,"

I raised my eyebrows. "Wow."

He chuckled. "What?

"You don't look that old.

"I graduated college when I was twenty." He shrugged. "I'm sort of a nerd."

I smiled at him. "Well, yon don't look like a nerd either."

In my head, I was doing the math. If he was on his fourth year of medical school and he graduated college when he was twenty-years-old, then he was about twenty-four. I was twenty-one. He did look more mature than most of the people that were at the party and it didn't go unnoticed that all the girls were checking him out whenever they could.

Sam looked at me for a moment. "I can't believe we've never met before. Quinn had you well hidden."

I smiled. "Well, now we know each other."

"Yes, we do." Sam grinned. "I have a feeling we're gonna see each other more often, Mercedes..."

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Now, I stare at Sam's back as he sleeps the next morning. Who would have thought I was gonna marry that man I met at Quinn's party? It was so easy to fall for Sam. He was so caring, So attentive and Always sending me texts or buying me flowers. I fell in love with him like an idiot. Married him a year after meeting him and then leaving him a year later. And now here we are. Three years later.

Technically, we have been married for four years. Though counting the last three years felt like cheating. Sam's soft snoring fills the room as I get out of bed slowly. I tiptoe my way out of the room as quietly as I can, not wanting to wake him up.

"Im sorry," Jane says as soon as she opens the door after I knock.

I roll my eyes at her. "What exactly are you sorry for?" I ask as I reach for my bag and look for my toothbrush. "Calling Sam? Locking me out of the room last night?"

"Everything." She sighs"I'm sorry, Cedes. I sort of did call him so I could go visit UCLA."

I look at her from the mirror as I brush my teeth. She is sitting on the bed with her back against the headboard, looking at the TV. Her hair is frizzy probably from sleep. She doesn't have any make up so she looks like my baby sister. She rests her casted arm on her lap.

I dry my hands and face then sigh as I sit down in front of her. "You had no right calling him, Jane. Things between Sam and I are-complicated."

That is the understatement of the century.

"I know, I'm sorry," She says biting her lip.

I look at her for a moment then take a deep breath. "Now about UCLA-"

She looks up at me, a smile playing on her lips. "Yes"

"I realize that I have no right stopping you from going to the school that you want to go." I roll my eyes. "And I know you're gonna leave anyway so I'd rather you choose UCLA."

She smiles. "There's a tour for Saturday. You have to come with me."

I smile. "It'll be nice to go to campus again."

I hear someone clear their throat behind me and I turn around and see Sam standing by the doorway. He is wearing shorts with a white T-shirt, the sleeves hug his muscular arms in the way I've always loved to admie. His blond hair is messy from his sleep.

"Hey," He says quietly.

I stand up and walk to him. "Good morning."

He glances at Jane and then looks back at me, lowering his head. 'I'm sorry. I thought you had left.."

I half smile. "I don't have a car, remember?" I joke but a dark shadow crosses his handsome face. "I'm just kidding," I say reaching out to touch his

arm but I stop mid-air and drop it.

He looks at me. "I'll go get dressed and then we can go get the car? Maybe have breakfast first?"

I frown. "Aren't you going to work?"

"I think I'm going to take the next few days off."

I shake my head. "Sam, please don't do that...I mean you don't have to."

"I want to, Mercy." He lowers his voice. "I feel like you're going to disappear if I let you out of my sight."

I gulp as I hold his intense gaze.

"I'm sorry." He whispers.He looks at me for a moment. "I'll go change," He finally says and then he turns around and walks back to his room.

"You traumatized the poor guy."

I turn around and glare at Jane. "You know, we're in this situation because of you so I wouldn't be talking, missy."

She frowns. "Why did you tell me you guys were divorced?"

I reach down for my suitcase and begin to look for something to wear. I really need to do the laundry. "Because we practically are "

"No, you aren't. You ran away." She leans in closer and whispers. "I mean, Mercedes, what about-?"

"Shh!" I hiss. "I'm going to go change." I walk into the bathroom. My hands shake as I change into jeans with a blouse. "You should change." I tell Jane after I walk out.

"Im not going," She says pulling the blanket up to her chin. "I'm not interested in being a third wheel, thank you very much,"

"So you're just going to stay in bed all day?"

"Uh, yeah. You do know Sam has every possible channel on TV, plus Netflix, and wi-fi, right?"

I narrow my eyes at her. "You better stay out of trouble, Jane."

"Yes, mom."

I roll my eyes at her. "And do the laundry, the room is right across the hall."

"Yes, boss."

I can't help but smile. "Thanks." Before I walk out of the room, I stop and turn around. "And Jane"

She looks at me "Don't worry my lips are sealed."

I sigh. "Okay." I walk out of the room and close the door behind me then head to Sam's room. I push the door open slowly. Sam is standing in front of the full size mirror he has in the corner. He changed into black dressed pants with a white button down shirt tucked in. He is tying his black tie as he turns around to look at me.

"Jane wants to stay here, if that's okay with you."

"You don't have to ask me, Mercedes," He says as he straightens his tie.

As I watch him, I remember when I used to tie his ties back before I left. It wasn't that he didn't know how to tie them, he would always joke about how he liked it better when I tied them for him. I nod.

"Okay. I'll, uh, be in the living room."

"I'm ready," He says as he clasps his silver watch on his right wrist and reaches for his jacket.

"You make me feel so underdressed in jeans."I tease as we walk out of the house.

"Well, you make those jeans look good."

I blush as I turn around to look at him.

He looks up and grins as he unlocks the car. Oh God. He was checking me out. I don't know why I feel embarrassed. I mean he's my husband for God's sake. Why am I acting this way?

"Thanks," I say when he opens the car door for me.

"Please stop treating me like a stranger," Sam says as he starts the car. "You're starting to hurt my feelings."

"For saying thank you?" I tease.

He chuckles as he shakes his head but doesn't say anything.

"Sorry." I look down at ny lap. "It's just weird being around you again."

We're both silent as he drives. I look out the window and watch everything we drive by, a million things are going through my head at once.

"Were you really going to leave? After seeing Quinn?" He asks after a moment. "You were going to leave without calling me?"

I can tell he is hurt by the tone of his voice and that makes me feel even worse than I already do.

"I was thinking about going to your clinic. Quinn gave me a card and made me promise I would go see you..but-" I sigh.

"I probably would have left, yes. Not because I hate you but because I'm a coward."

The biggest coward on earth.

please excuse any grammar errors and typos.

Sorry not sorry Mercedes may piss yal off a bit in this story lol.

What do yal think Jane was bout to say?

Sam is literally scared to let her out of his sight lol.

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