I own Sammy, not Facilier. Review please
Samantha walked straight to Facilier's emporium, her mind racing. She had to warn him about Joe. She turned down the alley and walked to the door. She knocked on the door and it opened on it's own. She swallowed and walked into the unlit building.
"Hello?" She called. "Facilier?" Suddenly she was spun around and hugged.
"Back so soon?" Facilier asked her. "Y'all only left a two hours ago." Samantha nodded and rested her head against his chest. He frowned, looking down at him. "What's wrong darlin'?" She shook her head, unsure how she should tell him.
"I'm just a little stressed," she said. Before she could explain further, he had pressed his lips against hers. He looked down at her and smiled.
"I can fix that," he said, leading her to the bedroom.
Break
Samantha cuddled up next to Facilier. She sighed, enjoying the feel of his arms around her. But she still had Joe to worry about. Facilier ran his fingers through her hair and frowned. "Somethin' on your mind, chere?" Facilier asked her, sensing that something was wrong. Samantha swallowed.
"My brother's coming to visit in two weeks," she told him hesitantly. Facilier chuckled.
"I'm hurt," he said lightly. "Here you are, layin' next to me, and your thinkin' about your brother." Samantha didn't laugh at his joke. She swallowed and closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"My brother's in the Klan."