The Man You'll Marry
Ok so I know I promised that updates wouldn't take more then a week but this past weekend with Relay for Life and Madi Gras at Universal Studios threw me for a loop, well that and the fact that my computer went cray cray like it did back in February again… thank god for flash drives and borrowed computers….
Rachel made her way toward the parking lot and moved her eyes toward the truck that Sam had walked over toward.
She looked at it for a moment before looking back toward her 'date' for the remainder of the evening. A part of her could definitely see him driving a vehicle like that while another part just didn't see it.
"Need help climbing up?" Sam asked breaking the silence of the thoughts.
"Why? Because I'm short."
"I never," Sam began as he watched Rachel climb into the truck with ease flashing him a smile before climbing into the drivers seat and sticking his key in the ignition, "anyway want to listen to music or do you want to talk."
Rachel simply shrugged her shoulders thinking she was merely a guest in Sam's car. Nodding Sam flipped on the radio to some classic rock station that was coming in full of static.
The ride thankfully wasn't that long and soon they parked in a lot that at the hour was practically empty.
"Should I be beginning to regret skipping out of my brothers party to go out with you?"
Sam shook his head.
"Look around," he replied and she did. It was only then that she realized where they were and a half smile crossed her lips as she feverously shook her head as she climbed out of the truck and walking in silence until they entered the faint florescent lighting of the mall.
"Back to the scene of the crime," Rachel said with a smile, "was this your plan all along, take me back to the scene of the crime and see if I'd squirm because I'm not going to squirm…. I'm not."
Sam shrugged his shoulders.
"I just like Breadstix to be honest."
"Breadstix….right…."
"We can take the elevator if it makes you feel better."
Rachel nodded and reached over to hit the elevators up button a smile on her face as she tried to keep her true thoughts of how her heart was racing to herself.
They were taken to a table almost as soon as they entered the restaurant when Sam reached over and slid out Rachel's chair a smile crossing his lips.
"You know, you don't have to act so gentlemanly around me Sam, if you keep this up I'd swear that you were flirting with me."
At the mention that Rachel thought he was flirting he shook his head.
"I'm with Santana."
Playing with a loose stran of hair Rachel nodded.
"Yes the infamous Santana, the woman that's practically your fiancé and yet here we are on a date….because that's what this is… a date…which by the way I fully expect you to pay."
Sam nodded.
"Don't worry I wouldn't of asked you out if I didn't have that intention."
Rachel smiled at this comment when an idea fell into her head.
"We don't know much about one another."
"Well I know that you're an aspiring actress and that you have a killer voice and you know that I'm a graphic designer who likes to surf in his downtime."
"Not to mention that tidbit about you being in a band in college."
Sam nodded thanking a higher being that she never asked the nature of said band as he smiled.
"That's about it though."
Rachel just flashed him a bemused look as he continued….
"Something tells me you have an idea to change all this."
Rachel nodded.
"Lets play a game…. Kind of a 20 questions thing."
"20 Questions," Sam said with a nod, "so are you an animal vegetable or mineral?"
Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Kidding," Sam said.
Rachel smiled wondering if Sam really could tell if she were kidding or if he was really being serious however instead of asking him this she decided to go forth and ask him her first question.
"So, like you said before I know you surf and sing but besides that, Do you have any special talents?"
"Nìltsan tsatseng fì'u," he spoke with a smile causing Rachel to roll her eyes, as she still hadn't grasped the Na'vi language.
"I said, well there is this in relation to me speaking Na'vi though in truth that and English aren't the only two languages that I know."
"Go on….."
"I can speak fluent Spanish and am also well versed in French, Italian, Latin, and even a bit of Japanese."
Rachel's jaw dropped.
"What about you…. Do you have any talents…. besides being a triple threat I mean."
Rachel nodded.
"Well, this is more of a parlor trick then a talent and it's kind of stupid."
"I'll be the judge of that," Sam said with a smirk causing Rachel to nod.
"Don't laugh ok," she spoke however she reacted before Sam could give a response as she reached over toward her glass of iced tea and picked up the straw and proceeded to tie a knot in it with only her tongue.
"Ta da," she said holding it out with a smile.
Sam was definitely impressed by this, if not also a bit turned on.
"That was….. interesting."
He began to chuckle causing Rachel to cross her arms.
"You promised not to laugh."
"I'm sorry," he replied as their meal arrived and they took their first bites in silence before he spoke up again. "Stones or Beatles?"
"Definitely the Beatles, the Stones remind me of an ex boyfriend of mine."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be, he was a dog."
Sam simply smiled.
"Well you have good taste."
"Thank you."
Taking another bite of the food they continued their Q and A session with a few more rounds and as the waitress approached the table with their bill it was back to Rachel to indicate the question.
"So Sam, if you were a Crayola Crayon what would you be."
Sam just gave her an 'are you serious' kind of gaze before speaking up.
"And it HAS to be a Crayola color."
"The brand doesn't matter….anyway what color would you be?"
"I don't know….. Atomic Tangerine maybe….you."
"Razzle Dazzle Rose," Rachel said almost matter of factly and if Sam hadn't known any better he would of think that she had this answer already to go as soon as she'd asked him this question.
Soon the waitress came back to return Sam's credit card to him and as he placed his card in his wallet he flashed Rachel a smile.
"So, one last question for the road."
"Shoot," Rachel spoke with a smile as she was ready and raring to answer whatever Sam was to ask next.
"Ok, Scary Movies or Happy Endings?"
She was wrong.
Sure that was an easy question, definitely happy endings however she wasn't about to answer it for fear that Sam would tease her about the dress and how she would most likely snap back with some comment about how she wished that HE was her happy ending. Instead however she let out a soft yawn which was pretty genuine considering that she had a long day what with her lunch with Quinn and Blaine's party and now this date, because she was definitely calling it a date.
"I'm getting kind of tired," she spoke.
"So, do you want me to drive you back to the club?"
"Actually I took a cab to the party so if you don't mind driving me home."
Sam nodded as Rachel told him her address as they headed back toward the mall parking lot and Sam's van where this time Rachel let Sam help her in.
"Thank you," she said.
"Don't mention it," he replied as he flipped on his radio however this time it wasn't to the staticy sounds of Journey but instead to a CD playing the Beatles greatest hits, a smile crossing her lips as she began to hum along to 'Can't Buy Me Love'.
"And we're here," Sam said as the car stopped in front of Rachel's apartment complex and he climbed out to get her door for her.
There was just something about the way the moonlight flicked against his blonde hair, it made his eyes sparkle brighter, his smile look wider, her defenses to get…..weaker."
Again it was all in slow motion like an old movie, their lips fell into one another like two puzzle pieces lining up to make a perfect fit. Pulling back Rachel let her voice speak in a whisper.
"Happy Endings."
Sam gave her a blank look.
"The answer to your last question back at Breadstix….Happy Endings."
Sam just nodded, his eyes locked with hers for another moment before he softly brushed his hands across her cheek and seductively whispered Kìyevame, see you soon," to Rachel before climbing into his truck, driving off into the moonlight.
Heart skipping a beat Rachel entered her apartment hoping that Sam's words were truthful and that they did see one another soon because in that moment everything was clear, she was in love with Sam Evans and knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was going to be the man that she would call her husband…. Now she only had to convince Sam of this.
TBC
So I'm sorry that is sounded redundant in parts but I wanted to get this out…. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed….