Hello. First off I am sorry for the lack of updates. My computer had blown up and needed repair, and I just got it back this Monday so now I can write again.

2nd, I just want to say thanks so much for all the reviews! : ) And as a thank you, I kind of wrote a second chapter….

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Note: And thank you, Poison's Ivy for encouraging me to write this even if I don't have an ending yet. :D

A chill passed over her skin when she finally digested the words written on the crisp, white card in metallic, silver writing. "Marry me…." she gulped while trying to read it out loud. Her eyes narrowed as she quickly remembered the bouquet she had received earlier and the writing she had found on the foggy mirror after her hot shower. "Will you marry me?" she whispered, still dazed as confusion and shock pounded away at her brain.

Who?- No what?- Why?-

Biting her lip she took a deep breath in. This had to be a joke, that was ALL it was she told herself, ignoring the huge chunk of diamond she was holding in her hands that was trying to convince her otherwise. She rolled her eyes not being phased by the beautiful diamond ring because it meant nothing. Someone had put a lot of time and effort into pulling a prank on her. After all, there had to be other people who knew about the pact she, Clover and Alex had made to marry on the same day, and this someone was rubbing her failure in her face. "Real mature," she muttered under her breath while snapping the ring box shut. Who would do something as ….as… stupid as this? She thought while never accepting that maybe this was not a joke. After all who on Earth proposed like this? And who would want to marry her?

There was no man out there that would want that. Not one she could think of at the moment anyway.

Sighing a little at this cruel and unneeded event she shook off the chill she felt before going back inside to her room, slamming the door before she slumped onto her bed. Muttering curses under her breath her brain quickly thought through people who might do something like this. While Clover could pull some interesting pranks, Sam knew she would never do something like this, her mind flickered to Mandy next but she shook her head snickering at the thought of Mandy giving up a diamond ring just to pull a prank. "She would have a heart attack and die before that," Sam said with a giggle. But then who could do this?

Biting her lip she opened the box to glance at the ring again. The ring glimmered under the soft light of her bedside lamp, making her squint when she looked at it. It was definitely genuine diamond she decided after several moments of inspection even though asking a jeweller or asking Clover would be a more sure way to go but she didn't even want to imagine how Clover would react if she ever saw it. Even if it meant nothing, showing Clover a diamond ring and telling her about the note attached to it would lead to the automatic assumption that she had been hiding a secret lover all along and was now telling them all. Sighing, Sam knew she didn't want that. This ring had to be kept a secret until….

"Hmm…what am I going to do with it?" she thought not knowing the answer. After moments of incessant thinking she sighed, falling back on the bed and giving up. She didn't need to deal with this nonsense. There was nothing to deal with. She just had to put this stupid ring out of her head and throw it out the first chance she got and that was all there was to it.

Feeling herself yawn she remembered how tired an entire day of shopping had made her. Shutting the ring box she quickly placed it on her bedside table, ignoring it before she turned out the lights and drifted off to sleep while mentally focusing on the various appointments she had with Clover and Alex for their weddings tomorrow.

That distraction was tiring enough to make her drift off into a deep slumber, too quick for her to even hear the footsteps that approached her open window and stopped right in front of it. And her eyes never saw the man standing there smirking at her in the darkness as an amused response to her naivety.

"So I'm thinking of sticking with a bright pink and maybe white…" Clover said joyfully while leaning her elbows on the table they were all seated at in the downtown café where they had stopped to take a break from shopping and appointments. Alex nodded slowly. "Well seeing that pink is your favourite colour that makes sense," she said with a shrug. Clover grinned, clapping her hands together. "Yay! Pink it is then!"

Taking a bite of a cookie Alex smirked as she watched the excited blonde. "Hmm wait a minute. Does that meant the bridesmaid gowns need to be pink too?" Clover rolled her eyes. "Duh! Why is there a problem?" she asked when she saw Alex making an uneasy face. "No no, your wedding. I'm just saying pink can be kinda…tacky." A loud gasp of shock left Clover's throat before she scoffed. "I'll have you know pink is very fashionable and not tacky at all! Right Sammie?" she said in a high-pitched voice while trying to not have a panic attack. "How is pink tacky?" she thought angrily only to notice Sam hadn't agreed.

Looking across the table Clover frowned when she noticed Sam was staring off into space and seemed to be in an entirely different world.

Again.

Sam had been spacing out all morning, like while they visited the florist to check on the floral arrangements and centrepieces for the banquet, and when they had tried to look for gifts for Blaine and Darren and Sam had agreed to help only to not pay any attention at all. Clover had been politely ignoring it all this time because she thought Sam would have the decency to stop on her own after a while. Her frown deepened at her friend's rudeness because she was finally upset with this behaviour. Here they were discussing the colour scheme for her wedding (a matter of life and death!) so they could worry about bridesmaid gowns and Sam didn't even care. What a wonderful maid of honour. "Earth to Sammie!" she shouted while snapping her fingers in front of the redhead's face.

"Huh? What?" Sam said a second later only to blush in embarrassment when she noticed both her friends looking at her accusingly. They must have been talking about something important when she spaced out. Biting her lip Sam dropped the ring she was holding in her fist within her pocket so it fell back into the folds. "Sorry you guys," she said apologetically. "I didn't get enough sleep last night so I'm sleepy I guess." Alex looked at her in concern. "Why Sammie? Is everything okay?"

It was then when she realized her mistake. The only reason she had slept at 2:30 am last night was because of the strange prank someone had pulled on her but she couldn't tell them that. "No no it's okay. I'm fine don't worry," she said with a smile. "Now where were we?" Sam asked enthusiastically while kicking herself from under the table to remind herself that she was the maid of honour at both her friends' weddings and she had a duty to pay attention to everything. Nothing else could get in the way, not even a bizarre marriage proposal. Clover nodded after a moment when she was sure Sam was listening. "Okay then. So as I was saying colour schemes!" she said with a grin. "See Blaine doesn't mind wearing a pink tuxedo and I know my gown is definitely going to be custom so it will have pink on it…"

Sam nodded while Clover spoke but her mind quickly reverted back to what she had been thinking about since last night. Who would leave a diamond ring and a fake proposal letter at her doorstep? "Was it an accident? Maybe someone meant to propose to that girl who lives next door or in the neighbourhood," she thought, never having looked at the situation through that angle before. She frowned seconds later though when she remembered the person who did this had sent her, her favourite flowers and while that could be a coincidence and some other girl could have the same choice and even the name "Sam" there was still another discouraging factor she had to keep in mind.

This man (provided that it was a man) had entered the house to draw on her bathroom mirror so he had seen the interior and couldn't have mistaken her house for his own girlfriend's house. Sam shivered slightly at the thought that he had been in her bathroom while she showered, the thought still send shivers up her spine and she found she didn't even want to know how he got in and how he had access to her home and was able to invade her privacy. Suddenly feeling on edge, Sam nervously glanced around, afraid that she was being watched at this exact moment even while she was sitting amongst friends in public. Sadly she really didn't know what or who she was up against. It could be a serial killer or a rapist or a….

"Sam!" she heard Clover scream angrily, loud enough to draw the attention of many other people's along with her own. Guiltily looking at the blonde she sighed knowing she had just ignored every word of what was being said while she thought about the ring again. "Sorry," Sam whispered but Clover shook her head. "Honestly Sam! You are the maid of honour at both our weddings! Can you at least pretend to be interested?"

Sam felt herself frowning at Clover's accusations that she wasn't interested. She had been helping them for over a year now with preparations, it wasn't like she hadn't cared but right now she had something new and ridiculous to deal with that had disturbed her normal everyday life. She would like to see how Clover would deal with something like this! Taking a deep breath to calm down Sam knew it wasn't their fault, how were they to blame for this nonsense? She certainly shouldn't be punishing them for it either.

"I'm sorry. I promise to pay attention now, please guys?" she pleaded. Clover watched her with narrowed eyes not being able to help but wonder if there was more going on here than just lack of sleep. All this dazedness and spacing out wasn't like their Sam at all. She was always the one with the most focus on everything but for some reason she had been acting like a displaced alien all day. Sam appeared a bit pale as Clover noticed but when she saw the redhead's hopeful, apologetic face she couldn't help but let her doubts and suspicions go. She could only hope Sam wasn't coming down with a sickness or something. With just a month left till their weddings, that would be a disaster.

"Okay so as I was saying I am thinking of sticking with pink and white as my colour scheme and Blaine is okay with wearing a pink tuxedo." Sam bit her lip in thought. "Hmm… why doesn't he just wear a pink shirt, or a pink-lined tux you know? So he can wear more white or black but still go with your colour scheme," she suggested helpfully. Clover stayed silent for a moment before she grinned in excitement. "THAT is a great idea!" Sam smiled brightly, glad to be able to help. Clover smirked. "See this is why you are my maid of honour," she said proudly making the redhead giggle. Alex smirked. "She's my maid of honour too, don't forget."

Clover stuck her tongue out at Alex and they all laughed before standing up now that the break was over. "Time to do more shopping", Clover said with a huge, excited grin before turning to leave the café, Alex and Sam following close behind her. Staying a step behind her friends, Sam smiled brightly remembering how good it had just felt to help Clover for her wedding and also noting how for that one moment she hadn't been thinking about the ring she had received nor the person that had given it to her. "Maybe if I keep this up…I won't think of that ring again," she thought with a grin knowing she could do that. She always did love to help.

Walking outside while listening to Clover talking about where to go next, she kept smiling, glad that she had finally found a way to switch that part of her brain off that was worried over the bizarre proposal by focusing on her friends' various wedding dilemmas. Her eyes narrowed when she felt a paper fly around her leg before nestling against her foot. Looking down she shook her head when she noticed it was a newspaper. "Why do people litter so much?" she thought angrily , taking the moment Clover and Alex were busy trying to stop a taxi to lean down and pick it up to go toss it in the recycle bin where it belonged.

Her eyes widened a second later and she stopped in her tracks when her eyes landed on the article she was holding. "21 YEAR-OLD WOMAN RAPED AND KILLED , POLICE STILL LOOKING FOR WITNESSES." Sam gulped, her throat going dry at the headline. A girl her own age had just been raped and killed. Even though she struggled not to let her mind go there, soon her eyes were closed in agony as she was forced to wonder if this was what she would soon be facing. What if it wasn't just a joke? What if it wasn't an accident at all? She had received a random wedding proposal from some one, ANYONE out there and she had no idea who it was. He could very well be a serial killer, or a rapist or even worse a serial rapist.

She knew that some serial killers had bizarre ways of letting their victims know they were next and rapists had even stranger ways of marking their victims, a thought that made her blood curdle in her veins. Trying to avoid that haunting possibility she wondered if maybe a criminal from WOOHP was doing this for revenge. She was the only spy left on the team was she not? Clover and Alex had quit long before and at the moment she was the number one agent Jerry had. It made sense for criminals to want to get revenge on only her. Drawing in a breath she sighed quickly dismissing that thought because she knew that every WOOHP criminal was too busy getting revenge or carrying out some crackpot scheme for world domination. So it could never be a criminal from WOOHP.

Biting her lip, her mind swam with the disturbing thoughts that maybe she was indeed being targeted by a serial killer or a rapist. A diamond ring could be used as a trap to lure a naïve girl and Sam remembered how she too had opened her door to retrieve it. The writing on her bathroom mirror told her this man was a pervert, well enough of a pervert to walk, uninvited into her bathroom.

Chewing on her lip she remembered that it was a wedding proposal and judging by the way it had been set out she was sure she was dealing with someone who would be only to happy to keep invading her privacy. Whoever he was, she certainly didn't feel he was above rape and she really didn't want to find out.

Taking a deep breath she forced her mind to go blank. "Stop it!" she suddenly told herself a second later because she was exacerbating the situation. Hadn't she decided last night that this was just a joke? Then why was she worrying over this? Shaking her head at her paranoia Sam turned back to her friends only to find them staring at her because she had been standing there clutching the newspaper for a while now and the taxi was waiting for them to get in.

Clover rolled her eyes before giving Sam a pointed look. "You you can read later, you know?" she said with a huff of annoyance. Sam couldn't help but blush in embarrassment because she had just spaced out again. Well, it wasn't going to happen anymore because she had finally made up her mind that she wasn't about to believe this filthy prankster. Blowing her hair out of her face she turned and quickly dumped the paper into the right bin before facing Clover and muttering a shy sorry before they finally got into the taxi and moved to their next destination.

Sam sighed as she stood in the centre of the jewellery shop Clover had brought them to. Her hand from time to time closed around the ring in her pocket before letting it go while she struggled to pretend it didn't exist with little success. Biting her lip she looked at the jeweller who was showing another woman a ring and she knew she was tempted, so tempted to have the ring she had received examined by an expert. Since there was no store label, no company label on the box or engraving on the actual ring she knew she couldn't track its purchase nor purchaser down that way.

Also she wanted to check if it was genuine diamond even though she had a strong feeling it was. But if it wasn't, then her "person pulling a prank on her theory" was going to make a lot more sense than it ever would without the knowledge if this was real diamond or not. Anyone could get a fake, cheap diamond ring but who would buy a diamond ring, one that looked as expensive as this just to pull a prank? She knew no one would and that was why her gut was clenching as she unpleasantly thought about serial killers and rapists. If only she could learn if this stupid thing was fake, her mind would be at ease.

"Why did we have to visit a jewellery shop of all places!" she thought angrily not knowing how much longer she was going to be able to hold off her need to get to the bottom of things. Standing there in agony she glanced at her friends who were having the time of their lives, laughing and smiling and looking a jewellery that they wanted to wear or buy as presents for their weddings. And until just yesterday she had felt she was missing out because she wasn't marrying but now she was starting to fear the very thought of marriage and anything to do with proposals.

Mentally cursing at the jerk who was toying with her Sam smiled at Clover who was happily breaking store policy and taking snapshots of various pieces with her cell phone. Walking up to her she couldn't help but roll her eyes when she noted Clover was sending these pictures to Blaine to see because she obviously wanted him to buy them for her as wedding gifts. When her phone rang Clover smiled, telling them it was Blaine before she stepped to the side to have her private conversation.

Alex smirked watching her go and she turned to Sam. "She's going to get an earful from Blaine for sending those pictures, just watch." Sam giggled in response while they both waited for Clover to come back. Sighing in boredom a few moments later, she decided to take a moment to let her eyes scan over necklaces just for the heck of it.

Her mouth parted in awe as she saw one in a glass display that was very pretty. It was a staggering diamond necklace with over ten carats in pear-shaped diamonds, and emeralds as she read off the label. Her eyes widened at the price tag and she wondered who on Earth would spend $2 million dollars on a necklace even if it was a wedding gift.

A moment later, Sam jumped when Clover squealed from behind her and she turned around to find the blonde grinning. "He told me I had his credit card for a reason, aaaaaand he said I can buy whatever I want!" she screamed in joy making Alex giggle at how happy she was even though poor Blaine would soon be crying. Smirking, Clover retrieved the helpless thing and held up the credit card that belonged to Blaine. "Now let's see if I can max this thing out," she said with an evil chuckle before moving towards a set of earrings she had been eying before.

Watching Clover, Sam ignored the slight pang of jealousy that ran through her at the thought of a man buying her wonderful presents, and while she was no where near materialistic she couldn't help but feel a little bit lonely and out of place as she stood there, in the middle of a bridal jewellery shop watching brides-to-be shopping for their big day. And at that moment, she could not escape the fact that was the only one who was not getting married.

A small gasp left her throat when she felt the floor tile she was standing on move around until she was against a wall and soon she felt the wall now behind her open up. When Clover turned around to ask Sam's opinion she couldn't help but glare when she saw the open wall and Sam about to be sucked into it, and she knew Sam was being WOOHPed away for some dumb mission. "Sorry guys," Sam mouthed before slipping into the tunnel and laughing when she heard Clover call Jerry and old, senseless goat for WOOHPing her when she was needed to help with wedding arrangements.

When she landed on the soft couch she was actually smiling because she was happy to get a mission right now. This was exactly what she needed to take her mind of weddings but most of all off that stupid proposal she had received. She had been discouraged before that an entire day with her friends hadn't done that but there were no worries now because she knew some good old-fashioned criminal butt-kicking was all she needed to ease her senses and relax. The mission would have to be a real challenge though to keep her mind occupied. "Hello Jerry," she said a little too cheerfully to the pale-looking man who smiled when he heard her happy voice. "Glad to see you're so happy but I'm sorry to say it won't last when you learn of your mission." He sighed before rubbing his temples stressfully. "Tim Scam has once again broken out of our prisons, we believe he's been gone for a few days now."

An automatic smirk donned her lips at the thought of fighting Scam and stuffing him back in jail. That man was definitely the definition of a challenge which made him the perfect criminal distraction that she needed right now. That being said, she was still sure she could kick his butt even if she was going to face him for the first time without her friends. "Don't worry Jerry, I'll bring him back," she said confidently before getting her gadgets and information on where Scam had last been seen before she quickly left the WOOHP building eager to get on with the mission.

In the darkness her eyes scanned the premises of the old, abandoned factory and even with her Heat Sensor Motion Detector Sunglasses on her eyes she was having no luck finding Scam. But she knew he was here, she could just feel it. She gasped seconds later when she felt her body being pushed making her fall, face first onto the cold floor while she heard the sound of amused, masculine chuckling following that. Tim Scam was definitely right here.

Rolling her eyes in annoyance she turned around and propped her head up on her elbow as she glanced at the annoying man standing right in front of her with his eyes twinkling with mischief or malice (she wasn't sure which) while he stared down at her with a teasing smirk on his lips. "Aww did I hurt you?" he said in a fake, mollycoddling, sarcastic voice. Shaking her head at his nonsense she stood up quickly and assumed a fighting stance.

"It's just like you…to play dirty," she said with a glare knowing the only reason he had gotten away with pushing her down was because they were surrounded by darkness. At least that was how she saw it. Scam crossed his arms over his chest while keeping his eyes on her. "Touché. See Sam if I was actually a simple, honest and good man I would be offended at your wonderful assessment of my character…" He smirked deviously. "But sadly for you I'll just take that as a compliment." Sam rolled her eyes at his smugness before she aimed a kick at his side only to have him dodge it. "Aren't we feeling violent today?" he muttered, smirking while simply dodging several punches she threw at him. Scoffing while she kept attacking him Sam muttered. "When have I ever been happy to see YOUR face?" she spat while managing to kick him in his left thigh.

Kneeling for a moment Scam sat there smirking when she tried to kick him again before he grabbed her right foot and held it in midair. Hearing her gasp of surprise he chuckled before standing to his height of over six feet and smirking when he felt her leg struggle to get out of his grasp. After a moment of struggling she threw him a glare before she used her other leg to flip into the air and escape him. Landing a few feet away she turned and glanced at him for a second, trying to analyze her plan for attack only to find him turning to go. "Oh no you don't!" she snarled before attacking him from behind and she was able to barely manage tackling him to the ground. He fought her off easily and moved to roll away but she didn't budge, instead grabbing at the collar of his black trench coat, determined to keep him where he was. After moments of struggling, with her attempting to punch his face and him pulling at her hair they both paused for a second to catch their breaths.

Finally catching her breath she gave him a smirk. "Now be a good little criminal and stay put while I handcuff you," she whispered to the man trapped under her. His left eyebrow raised in amusement before his arms moved and she gasped in surprise when his hands grabbed hold of her waist and within a second she was thrown aside as he stood up and stretched. "You really didn't think it was going to be THAT easy now, did you Sammie?" he said teasingly while making her huff in annoyance.

Watching him with hateful eyes she huffed. "Don't worry I haven't forgotten what a pain you are." He only chuckled in response before smirking. "Yet you seem to have forgotten how difficult it is to catch me." Standing up and dusting herself off she smirked. "We'll just see about that!" she screamed before drawing out five mini bombs and throwing them at him as quickly as she could.

Smirking when she heard him grunting she was glad to know he was finally down and out only to frown in annoyance when the smoke cleared and she saw him still standing. Scam smirked while he dusted off his coat and walked closer to her. "My my Sam, your aim seems to be even worse than I can remember."

She gasped at the rude remark now ready to kill him with her bare hands. How dare he say something like that? A growl of frustration leaving her throat, Sam raced towards him and began punching and kicking him as fast as she could. Scam only smirked as he walked backwards as she moved forwards still trying to hit him, while he blocked all of her attacks. Sam frowned while she kept going, her arms and legs aching slightly at this point.

She was a little annoyed with having to engage in hand-to-hand combat with Scam since he was proving to be really good at it and she hadn't taken him on like this before. Trying harder she took a deep breath and summoned all her strength as she kicked him in the side, smirking when she felt him stagger a little.

Scam shook his head in disappointment. "That wasn't a very strong kick Sam," he said arrogantly making her roll her eyes. "Really?" she said with a fake innocent look. "Why don't you try this!" she snarled, kicking him harder in his right thigh. Scam smirked despite having gotten hit quite hard this time. "Nah, still nothing," he said with a shrug making her face turn purple from rage. "Why you!" Sam screamed while charging towards him, but he stepped to the side quickly making her almost crash into a wall. Biting her cheek to bottle up her rage, Sam punched the wall in annoyance before turning around when she heard him sigh.

"Hmm are you sure you are up for this? You seem a little distracted," she heard him say and that statement made her scoff. Pointing a finger towards him she glared. "I am ALWAYS up for kicking your butt!" she screamed before launching a series of kicks and punches at him but she kept missing. 'Doesn't really look like you are," he whispered making her snarl and throw a wooden crate at him out of pure anger. Dodging it, he shrugged passively. "You're definitely not trying hard enough."

Sam felt her nostrils flaring. When did she ask him to critique her performance? "Shut up!" she roared before aiming another crate at him only to have him dodge it again. "Oh you're angry all right but not concentrating. What's distracting you?" he said but she ignored his nonsensical words and moved back to punching and trying to hit him. Stopping her hand midway on its way to his face Scam gave her a pointed look. "Why are you distracted Sam? Has something happened?" Rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but be downright annoyed with him prodding so much into her personal life. Who did he think he was anyway?

"In case you haven't heard smartass, both my friends are getting married and I happen to be busy!" she screamed while moving to punch him again but he stepped back and stood there for a few seconds letting silence fill the room before he looked at her with a blank face. "So…you're jealous?" he said making her eyes widen to the point of popping. "...WHAT?" she screamed, outraged at what he was suggesting. She was NOT jealous.

Scam chuckled at her reaction while he rolled back his shoulders. "Oh come on Sam, wouldn't you also want to be getting married instead of being stuck with me?" Huffing in annoyance she shook her head and scoffed, not about to give him the answer he was waiting for. "Hmm… actually you're wrong", she said with a smirk. "I'd rather be stuck with you," she said calmly because she didn't want to think she was jealous at all and even wanted to be married.

Dismissing those thoughts she spun and aimed a kick at him but Scam only dodged it while a tiny, discreet smirk played on his lips right after her statement. Easily dodging her punches he shrugged. "Okay then, if you are not distracted then maybe you've just gotten rusty. You haven't seen me in a while after all," he said with an arrogant smirk. Sam glared daggers at him before screaming. "I have not gotten rusty!"

Scam's smirk only widened. "Oh? Then I guess you just don't have a chance at catching me without your spy friends to help you," he said conceitedly making Sam's face curl up in fury at the fact that he thought she wasn't good enough to deal with him. "'I'm going to kill you," she spat while taking predatory steps towards him until she was right in front of him.

Scam threw his head back and laughed at her words. "You don't really want to do that," he said with a smirk. Sam glared angrily as she watched the provoking man before her. "You have NO idea how badly I want to do that," she growled murderously. Scam took a little breath and only smirked all over again. "Well for that you will have to catch me first, right?" he said with his smirk growing larger. "Good luck slowpoke," he said, showing her just how much fun he was having while annoying her.

Resisting the urge to pout at him calling her slow she went back to aiming punches and kicks at him but she couldn't figure out why he wasn't outright attacking her. Tim Scam was just dodging her attacks and for some bizarre reason he wasn't hitting her back. "Why do I care?" she thought before deciding it was time she end this, and seeing that he was being lazy and wasn't attacking she quickly pulled out Jerry's newest gadget, a retractable metallic rope that could be used to quickly tie up any target.

Moving back a foot she hurled the rope into the air and smirked when his eyes glanced up, looking at it. In the next moment, his right arm was tied up with the rope and Sam smirked harder knowing this fight was coming to an end. She gasped a second later when he threw a smirk at her before he pulled on his gadget-constricted right arm, using his hold to pull her closer. Sam let out a scream of surprise and Scam chuckled as he spun her around and quickly freed his arm and in moments he was the one left holding the gadget in his hands.

Scam smirked while taking in the annoyance and anger on her face while she looked at her gadget in his hands. "Nice toy," he said mockingly, making her huff before his smirk widened and he began hurling the rope in the air. "Is this how you use it?" he said sarcastically while he tossed the rope towards her, and soon the gadget was wrapping around her waist tightly. Sam squealed when her body was helplessly pulled towards him and soon she was stuck right against him, stuck with her chest pressed tightly into his.

Sam blew her hair out of her eyes and ignored her face heating up from the embarrassment of defeat. She began struggling to get out of the ties so she could attack him again but was left surprised a moment later when he simply released her and let her out of the gadget's tight hold. She didn't question his strange move and immediately raised her left hand to punch him only to have her eyes widen when he grabbed her fist and spun her around so that her back was resting on his chest while he held her there by wrapping his other arm around her waist.

Sam struggled in his hold and couldn't help but feel uneasy when she felt him place his head into the crook of her neck, his nose and mouth breathing against her bare skin making her hold her breath in shock. Her discomfort mounted even more when she felt him tighten his grip on her left hand, his thumb now grazing over the finger that was next to her pinkie finger. Furrowing her eyebrows together Sam struggled harder, not liking the way he was breathing down her neck, making her skin tingle and the small hairs at the back of her neck stand up. "..What th-the hell do yo- you think you're doing?" she half stuttered, half whispered out in shock and confusion.

He never moved, still standing there as he kept breathing against her neck, his hot breath now flowing into her right ear, travelling over the side of her cheek in warm waves and making her squirm at the contact.

"Hmm…" he suddenly said, making her gasp louder while he pressed his mouth against her cheek, making her heart hammer in panic while he smirked against it before his lips moved to speak.

"Why aren't you wearing your ring?"

….Does another MUAHAHAHAHA fit here? Yes? No? lol

Okay so I'm still iffy over this fic, I suck at making up my mind but this was chapter two. I sincerely hope it lived up to all your expectations. : )

If not, I apologize…

Anyway, please REVIEW because it would mean a lot to me to know if you guys want more of this fic or not. Whether I continue or not, I'll get that decision from your feedback.

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Cresenta's Lark