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After accidentally falling asleep in Mercedes's bed and waking up before her Sam went about gathering his things and heading out because he was sure that there were still some things he needed to do for the night. So he set an alarm on Mercedes's phone so she could wake up and left her note before quietly exiting out of her home. When he made it to his truck he fished out his phone and called Artie in the hopes he could gain clarity on what transpired last night.

"Talk to me," Artie began.

"Hey, man good morning how are you?" Sam replied.

"I'm ok about getting an early start on the day, what's up?"

"I wanted to ask you if you knew anything about this Matt Rutherford character. From what I saw last night everyone hates me, and he makes Mercedes become a shell of herself, and she refuses to tell me anything." Sam explained.

Artie sighed, "Well I am sure you have deduced that he is her ex-boyfriend. They dated for about three years in college starting sophomore year and ending right at the cusp of the end of senior year, and Mercedes's refused to tell us anything. The only thing anybody ever knew is that just a day after the breakup he had a new girl on his arm. For a while Mercedes stopped doing things, she stopped singing, talking, and smiling, she moved in with her parents for three months and then hit the ground running with work. To this day we still can't get her to speak to us about anything that happened between them."

"So you guys don't know if he put her hands on her or anything?"

"If we knew anything Santana would probably be a client of mine, and Matt would be somewhere six feet under. Look I'm just glad she got home safe with you because if you weren't there she probably would have gone home alone or something."

"No problem man. Look I'll talk to you later, I got some business to handle," Sam announced.

"No problem, talk to you later man." When they both hung up, Sam did something on his phone before putting in an address.

Matt Rutherford was a charismatic asshole, and that is why he decided to be a ruthless CEO. He couldn't have told you what he owned but he owned a lot of them and he liked it that way. His tiff with Mercedes in college was something he called a misunderstanding. That is why when he saw her again last night he thought she would be over everything but he thought wrong. It didn't matter though because he was going to make Mercedes talk to him one way or another.

"Julie can you hold all calls for the rest of the afternoon for me." He commanded for his assistant.

"Yes sir, Mr. Rutherford, anything else?"

"Head down to the cleaners I need my dry cleaning to be picked up pronto."

"Yes sir, Mr. Rutherford," Julie announced as she got her stuff and walked out of the office. Matt sat back at his desk when he felt a presence in his office. He looked over by the door and noticed that it was the man who was with Mercedes last night.

"Can I help you?"

"What did you do to Mercedes?" Sam asked cutting right to the chase.

"Excuse me?" Matt chuckled.

"I didn't fucking stutter."

"Who the hell are you talking to?"

"I'm talking to you and I am only going to ask you one more time what did you do to Mercedes?"

"Pfft, in college God that was so long ago, however as I recall it I allegedly choked her to the point that she may have died and allegedly forced myself on her. But that is all allegedly." Matt smirked. Sam saw the red he ran and hopped over the desk and tackled Matt to the ground making sure to punch him repeatedly over and over again, he didn't stop until he saw too much blood. He lifted himself and looked over coughing and groaning Matt.

"You come near her again and I promise I will kill you." Sam hissed as he left the office.

After a very eventful day at work, Mercedes had gone home and changed into her causal clothes before making the drive to Clueless. When she walked in she saw Sam tending bar and went took a seat in front of him and gave him a bright smile when he finally saw her.

"What can I get you, little lady?" He asked.

"I'll have a whiskey sour please," She replied.

"Ooo, sure you can handle that," Sam teased as he started pouring.

"Mhm, I can handle that and then some." She stated proudly as she grabbed the drink, "I'm sorry for everything that occurred last night that isn't like me, and I know I should tell you what happened, but I just can't."

"Hey, no need to explain I understand, besides don't apologize, that guy is a total asshole and you are so much better than him," Sam spoke earnestly. As he spoke to Mercedes he gently held her chin in between his hands and bent down and kissed her.

"Mmm, I'll never get over you doing that," Mercedes spoke softly.

"Well, I am glad after I close down shop for the night would like to come to my place?"

"I'd love it." Mercedes smiled coyly

About four hours later Mercedes and Sam had made it to his apartment, and after watching a holiday movie about baking and falling in love Mercedes had decided that she was going to bake Creme Brulee. Which to Sam's surprise he had the ingredients for it, because he rarely cooked his meals because Uber Eats was his best friend.

"I didn't know that you could bake this, how did you learn?" Sam questioned as Mercedes popped the treats out of the oven and grabbed the mini baby torch from the counter.

"Well one day, Cicily was online and she saw the treats and she begged me to make them so we spent a solid three hours trying to make them, and now making them is just like muscle memory," Mercedes explained as she started to top off the treats as explained herself to Sam, he stood behind her and wrapped his arms around and nuzzled his face in his neck and inhaled her sweet scent.

"You smell good," He spoke lowly.

"Thank you," Mercedes answered as she tried to concentrate but that proved to be futile as Sam started to kiss her neck tenderly. She turned the torch off and placed it down as her hands went to grip the counter. Sam worked swiftly and gently turned her body towards him so their lips could connect in a sinful kiss, he gripped her thigh and pulled it up to him. When he heard Mercedes let out a breathy moan his mind snapped back to a gentleman. He gently placed her down and let her lips go.

"We don't have to do this Mercedes, I am a nice guy, and I don't want you to think I am only doing this because of something stupid." He explained.

Mercedes ran her fingers through his hair, "I know, I know you are a nice guy, and I know there are no ulterior motives and that is why when we get in this bedroom of yours I don't want you to be a gentleman." With those words, Mercedes pulled off her top and tossed it at Sam and as she made her way to the bedroom she shredded a new piece of clothing each time, when she made it to the bedroom Sam snapped out of his trance and raced to the backroom because someone must have been looking out for him for this to have happened to him.