I'm so sorry it has take well over a year to update. I'm honestly a little lost about where I'm going with the story, but I'm excited to find out lol I hope you enjoy the chapter and I promise, it will not take another year for me to post. Que writing music...

When Sam said he has a whole day planned for me, he wasn't lying. This man was something else. After breakfast with the guys, I listened and went back upstairs to relax. While laying there, Sam barged into my room with nothing on, but a towel wrapped low around his waist. I stared at the V of his pelvis and my lips began to water. I shook back as quickly as I could and asked him what the hell was wrong with him barging in like that. He had the nerve to say he accidentally put his toiletry bag in my room. He went to the corner where my bags were and magically his bag was there. Sam wasn't slick. I knew he put that bag there on purpose just to tease me. I have to admit, it worked. I was turned on and hotter than fire, but we were playing a game. I wasn't going to lose, so when he grabbed he was walking out the door, I pulled off his towel a smacked his ass.

He turned to me, shocked, covering his dick. I stood from the bed with the towel and twisted it like a rope in both hands. I swung it around his neck, pulled him close to my face, licked his ear, and the side of his neck slowly. I felt him shiver. By the time I made it to his left nipple, he was stuttering. "IIII thought we weren't touching each other this weekend," He asked me.

"No, no, no Sammy, I said you can't touch me. I never said that I can't touch you," I said.

"Come on Mercy, play play fair," He said.

"Fine," I said releasing the towel and handing it to him. "Next time you come in my room like that, be prepared for the consequences," I said laughing.

Sam put his towel back on, but before he left, he caught me off guard, grabbed me, and held me close. "Be ready in 30 minutes," He whispered in my ear, causing his breathe to blow on my neck. It made me tingle with want. He looked me in my eyes, smiled and left the room. "Shoot," I said frustratingly plopping on the bed. "I said 30 minutes Mercedes," Sam said outside my door. I jumped out the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

It took me 45 minutes to be ready, but it didn't seem to faze Sam. When I walked sown the stairs, he was sitting with his brother laughing at something on his phone. I cleared my throat to get his attention. "Am I dressed correctly for what you have planned," I asked. He stood and looked at my simple skinny jeans and collared shirt and said yes. He walked over to me and grabbed my hand. We walked hand in had to his car and left for whatever Sam had planned.

In the car, Sam was a little anxious, He held my hand like he did before, but this time he kept rubbing my fingers of kissing the back of it. I could tell he was excited. Soon enough, we pulled into the parking lot of what looked like a spa. I turned to look at Sam and his eyes were shining with excitement. "This is what we're doing today? Having a spa day" I asked.

Letting go of my hand, he got out of the car and rushed to my side to open my door. he helped me out and immediately held on to my waist. "It's not just any spa Mercy. This is a couple experience spa."

"What does that mean," I asked.

"You'll see," He said. We walk inside and Sam checks us in. He paid for a private suite and the receptionist lead us to the room. The room was beautiful. Tranquil music was playing in the background and there was the smell of lavender in the air. The only problem was there was only one table in that room.

"Sam, where's the other table. I thought we were getting a couple's massage," I said.

"I never said that Mercy. Take off your clothes and lie down," Sam said with a smirk.

"Seriously Sam, where's the massage therapist and why hasn't anyone come to give us instructions," I said.

"I've already got the instructions," Sam said taking my oat off for me, "I said take your clothes of a lie down."

Still skeptical, but intrigued, I did as he told me. I laid on the table fully exposed. "Now Mercy, I'm going to be giving you your massage and this was preplanned, so before you argue, this is the amendment to our no touch rules for the weekend," He said. That damn Sam.

"Alright Mr. Evans, I'll give you this one since you already had this planned and paid for," I said, "But no funny business."

"I wouldn't dream of it," He said, "By the way, I'm so happy you called me Mr. Evans because once again Ms. Jones, I am in complete control."

All I heard was the sound of oil being opened as Sam began...

Sorry for the cliffhanger, but I'm realizing if I keep writing the way I am, they are going to be in Connecticut for a few chapters. IDK if I want to do that or to go ahead and move the story along. I could do some juicy details of the massage then do a time jump or do simple spa details and finish out the weekend and the chapter after the next after be that Tuesday make up day. IDK what I want to do, but I'm stopping to give myself a little break. I'm just getting back into the grove and mood of this story, so it may be a little haywire. Until next time...