I apologize for taking so much time to update this story, but as I promised there is a lot more to come. Hope this chapter is worth the wait...
~*o*~
Sam moved in close to Freddie as they continued the journey to the 8th floor of the building via the elevator. When they got to Carly's floor, the three of them got off, seeing Spencer sitting there on the couch, holding the sleeping baby and Melanie sitting EXTREMELY close to him on the sofa. Meanwhile,
5-year-old Guppy was engrossed in Girly Cow. When Guppy heard the elevator stop, he jumped up, running over to Sam. He hugged her tight but didn't say a word. "Hi, everyone!" Sam yelled out, startling both Melanie and Spencer. They looked up, seeming shocked as though they had been caught doing something other than just sitting beside one another. When Sam scrutinized Melanie, she saw her twin was blushing several shades of pink. What exactly had happened while they had been gone?
"Well, I trust everyone had a good time while we were gone," Sam said with a knowing grin, going over and getting Baby Freddie from Spencer. She emphasized the words "good time."
"Yeah, we did. Your sister showed me how to feed a baby," Spencer said as Sam was cuddling her son.
"Ohh really?" Sam said, half raising an eyebrow and looking at her twin.
Melanie was incredibly agitated so Sam started to wonder, *What exactly has been going on here?*
Suddenly Melanie jumped up off the couch quickly and turned to face Carly. "Carly, I need to talk to you alone! Now!" Melanie cried out.
Carly was taken aback by Melanie's outburst but said, "Come on," and the two of them disappeared upstairs. Once they got to Carly's room, Melanie just blurted it out, "Carly, I think I am falling in love with your brother!" she gasped. Carly's brown eyes went wide.
Meanwhile, Sam was grilling Spencer. "So, Spencer, what exactly are your intentions with my sister?" Sam wanted to know.
"Whattya mean?" Spencer said, looking from Sam, to Freddie, then back again while appearing absolutely clueless.
"Spencer, it's pretty obvious. You two are crushing on one another!" Sam exclaimed. "Are you gonna ask her out or what?"
"I didn't... I can't... I dunno..." Spencer started to babble.
Sam didn't like his answer. He seemed totally clueless and she didn't want Melanie to get hurt. "Don't you break my sister's heart," she said with a frown. "Or Momma will have to hurt you."
Spencer looked over at Freddie, worried as hell cuz no one wanted to piss off Sam. "Freddie, help!" Spencer heard himself squeek.
"Dude, I spent years getting thrown around and beat up by Sam. I am not getting in the middle of this one. No way. If I were you I'd be careful," Freddie said to Spencer.
Freddie couldn't help but wonder though - Spencer and Melanie? When had all of this started? He knew Sam had mentioned the possibility before they left, but had something happened today while they were gone?
"Good answer, sexy nub," Sam said to Freddie, ruffling his dark hair. She then handed the sleeping baby boy over to his daddy.
"You better listen to Fredward, Spencer. I mean it," she said, giving him a warning Sam-stare. "I'm heading upstairs now with Carly and Mel. We are gonna have some girl-talk. Be right back." Sam hurried up the stairs to join Carly and Melanie who were talking in Carly's bedroom.
Spencer looked at Freddie. "I don't know what Sam is getting so freaked out about... I haven't even kissed Melanie... yet..." he said, looking away then and appearing deep in thought. Melanie was pretty, sweet, and so much fun to be around. She had blossomed into an amazing young woman... and she always seemed to stare at him in fascination. Spencer had never thought of asking her out until Sam had said something... afterall, she was several years younger than him. But damn, she was now almost 18, so dating her would be perfectly legal.
The wheels in Spencer's head had started to turn.
Upstairs, Sam walked into Carly's room to find Carly freaking out and her sister urgently trying to explain. "I can't help it, Carly. Spencer's cute, funny,
and I can't be around him without wanting to ... you know... be more than friends," Melanie spoke.
"I knew it!" Sam exclaimed as she stood in the doorway.
Melanie and Carly turned to look at Sam. Melanie started up with that tell-tale blushing again. "Sam, your sister wants to date my brother," Carly said, running her fingers through her hair as she tried to calm her frazzled nerves.
"Let's all sit down and talk about this," Sam suggested. She went to sit on the window seat, the place she liked to perch when she visited Carly. Melanie took a seat on the edge of the bed and Carly pulled up a chair nearby.
"Okay, did something happen with you and Spencer?" Sam asked Melanie.
"Well, sort of... he was staring at my breasts," Melanie said quietly.
"What?" Sam gasped.
"Ohhh ... I so don't wanna hear this..." Carly said, looking shell-shocked.
"He didn't mean to..." Melanie mumbled quickly. "I was feeding the baby...
and I think the baby thought I was you..."
Sam looked at Melanie, understanding what must have happened. "So, he hasn't even kissed you yet?" Sam demanded.
"No, but I want him to," Melanie admitted very softly.
Meanwhile, Freddie was holding Baby Freddie and listening to Spencer. Now it appeared that Spencer was deep in thought.
"Oh no!" Freddie gasped. "Whatever you are thinking, you had better be thinking something that won't cause trouble."
"Sam will get viscious I promise you that," he warned.
~*o*~
Sam was staring intently at her twin. "I KNEW it. You want Spencer!" she gasped.
Melanie only nodded. "I'm sorry, guys... I know he's a lot older than me..."
she said quietly.
"It's not that, Mel. It's just that my brother has never had ANY girlfriend for longer than one month. We don't want things to go sour with you and Spencer, then you end up hurt. It would make everything difficult with all of us, because we are all friends," Carly spoke up.
"Yes, but Sam got with Freddie... and they are happy!" Melanie pointed out.
"That's true, but Freddie and Sam are the exception," Carly responded.
"Carly, how can you be saying these things when it's obvious that YOU have a crush on Gibby," said Melanie.
"Well, Gibby has a girlfriend, and I don't wanna talk about that," said Carly in a grumble.
"A lame girlfriend," Sam interjected.
"Melanie, at first I was shocked and upset when I noticed you and Spencer getting close, I won't lie," Sam went on to say. "But Sis, if you really care about him, I say you should go for it. I just want you to be happy."
Sam got up and went over to Melanie, hugging her tight. "I already had a talk with Spencer and I told him if he does anything, ANYTHING AT ALL, to break your heart, he's gonna answer to me," Sam spoke.
Carly laughed. "Sam, you'd really beat the crap out of my big brother?"
"Momma is protective of those she loves," was Sam's answer. Melanie hugged Sam even tighter.
"Carly, you don't hate me, cuz I wanna date your brother?" Melanie asked her good friend.
"No... I could never hate you, Melanie. If you could take Spencer's wild and crazy soul, that would actually be a good thing... I was just weirded out a little bit at first by the whole thing. If you two start dating, I will be supportive," Carly promised.
"Well, let's all go downstairs. Who knows what the guys are doing down there,"
Sam suggested.
Meanwhile, downstairs, Spencer was still talking with Freddie. "I care about Melanie, Freddie," Spencer said in his own defense. "I would never do anything to intentionally hurt her. Melanie's a sweet girl, and I'd like to ask her out on a date."
The three young women walked downstairs just in time to hear Spencer's last line. "You really want to ask me out on a date?" Melanie asked Spencer hopefully.
Spencer nodded. He was gazing at Melanie with sparkling eyes. "She's gonna be 18 in 3 weeks, so she can start dating you then," Sam spoke up. "Till then,
hands off my sister." Melanie let out a girlish giggle.
"Now that we have all that settled, Carls will you please take Freddie, the baby and I back to Gibby's. We really need to get the crib and everything unpacked," Sam said to her best friend.
"Sure," Carly said, grabbing her purse so they could go.
"Can I go, too?" Guppy asked hopefully. "I wanna help."
"Hell, let's all go," said Sam as she looked over at Spencer and Melanie. "We are NOT leaving those two alone..."
Freddie chuckled as he was still holding baby Freddie when Sam said she wasn't leaving Spencer and Melanie alone. "Come on," he said as they headed out.
~*o*~
They piled into two cars and went over to Gibby's house. Once they got there,
Carly and Sam went into the kitchen so they could prepare dinner. That left Melanie to care for Guppy and baby Freddie, and Spencer and Freddie to unload Carly's car. With Spencer's help, they had the car unloaded in no time.
Spencer then helped Freddie set up the baby crib and put everything away upstairs in the guest bedroom. That's when Gibby came home.
Guppy walked over and hugged his big brother tight. Gibby wrapped his arms around Guppy with great affection. "I love you, little bro," Gibby said.
"I love you, too," was Guppy's reply.
Gibby went to sit down by Melanie on the sofa as she was holding baby Fredward.
"Hey, Melanie... did I miss anything today?"
Melanie started blushing. She tried supressing a giggle. "What? What happened?" Gibby asked.
"Uhhhh... well, nothing much really. Sam, Freddie, and Carly are back.
Spencer and Freddie are upstairs, setting up the baby crib, and Carly and Sam are making dinner," Melanie replied.
"Did Tasha call?" was Gibby's next question, because he hadn't heard from Tasha since he phoned her to tell her his mother had been killed in a car crash.
"Sorry, Gib. I haven't heard from her," Melanie said, feeling bad for Gibby,
cuz obviously he needed his girlfriend here to comfort him.
Gibby just shook his head, looking miserable. Sam came out into the livingroom. "Dinner is served!" she called out.
"Hey, Giblet," she said to Gibby. "Where's Freddie? And Spencer?"
"Upstairs, putting together the baby crib," Melanie once again explained.
"Gup, run upstairs and tell the guys the food is ready," Sam said to the little boy.
Guppy ran right up and told Freddie and Spencer, "Get downstairs fast... Sam's eating our dinner!"
Freddie couldn't help the chuckle that escaped him when he heard Guppy's words.
"Alright," he said as he headed downstairs.
When he reached the livingroom, he saw Sam. "You didn't eat all the dinner, did you?" he teased her.
Sam smiled when she saw Freddie bounding down the stairs, followed by Spencer and Guppy. "I was tempted to eat everything; I won't lie. I'm starved," she said with a little laugh. Guppy just grinned, as he thought his little joke was rather funny. He really was a cute little kid.
Sam ruffled the boy's hair. "Go get some dinner. And Mel, why don't you take the baby up to bed? I'll go feed him later," Sam suggested to her sister.
Melanie went to take baby Fredward upstairs while everyone else went into the kitchen. Carly had the table set with plates, silverware, and the dishes of food. "What are we having?" Guppy asked, as he eagerly took his place at the table next to Gibby.
"We are having a few of my favorites. Fried chicken, baked ham, bacon, and meatballs," Sam said happily. She went to sit at the table beside Freddie.
Spencer did a double-take, looking at the food. He then looked across the table at Carly. "How did she talk you into this?" he asked.
"She threatened me with bodily harm," Carly said quietly.
Sam was piling her plate with food. "What? I was hungry, okay?" Sam said in her own defense. "I can't help it I love meat! And besides, we are having Fat Cakes for desert!"
Melanie came in then, seeing the mass quantities of meat upon the table. "Sam," she said reproachfully, looking at her sister.
"What?" Sam said once again in between big mouthfuls of food.
"Well, I don't think Fat Cakes are a high-quality desert," spoke Carly.
"But... Momma LOVES Fat Cakes!" Sam gasped, totally oblivious to the fact that not everyone shared her intense love for meat and high calorie Fat Cakes.
"Err - why don't we see if there is something else for those of ... uh ... um ... the people at the table who eat a little less meat," Freddie suggested.
"But you, my love, can have all the meat and Fat Cakes you want," he told Sam, kissing her cheek. He got up to see what he could throw together. " Any requests?" he asked the rest of the table.
Sam was glad that Freddie accepted her meat-loving traits. "More bacon for me," she said with a shrug, putting more of it onto her plate.
"I'm not complaining," spoke Gibby. "I love this food."
"Me, too," said Guppy. He reached for a chicken drumstick and took a bite.
Melanie joined Freddie in the kitchen prep area. She opened the fridge and found a bag of salad. She put it in a bowl and placed it on the table. "Just bring some salad dressing over and we're set," Spencer called out to Freddie.
Carly put some salad on her plate as did Spencer. Soon everyone was eating happily. Suddenly Gibby let out a loud belch. Carly looked at him, trying not to burst into laughter. "Sorry," Gibby said in a bashful voice.
They had just about finished the meal when Gibby's cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket and withdrew it to take the call. "Excuse me, guys... it's Tasha," he said, getting up to speak to his girlfriend on the phone in privacy.
Carly gave him a longing look as he walked out.
Freddie was glad that now everyone had something they liked for dinner. From then on, dinner seemed to go smoothly and he was relieved.
~*p*~
After everyone had finished dinner, Melanie, Spencer, and Carly began clearing the table. Sam knew it was time to feed baby Freddie, so she took Freddie's hand asking him to join her upstairs. As they walked into the livingroom, they saw Gibby standing there, tears streaking his face.
"Gibs, what happened?" Sam asked with concern.
"Tasha dumped me," Gibby replied.
"She what?" Sam gasped in shock.
"Yeah, she called to tell me she met somebody else on her trip... and she and I are over..." Gibby said with a sob.
"That- That bitch!" Sam cried out, clenching her fists. She wished that Tasha were here right now. How terrible for her to have broken up with Gibby,
even before his mother was buried.
"Oh man," Freddie said. "I'm sorry, Gib. " He couldn't believe that Tasha would be that insensitive right now.
Sam gave Gibby a big hug. "I can't believe she did this to you. It's just wrong..." Sam said sadly.
"How could she find someone else... now?" Gibby said, looking at Sam and Freddie.
"She doesn't deserve you, Gibby," Sam said, because it was true.
Carly walked in from the kitchen and saw the miserable state Gibby was in. "What happened?" Carly asked in concern.
"Tasha dumped me," he repeated again.
Carly got a furious look on her face as she let out a frustrated little scream.
Sam was feeling the exact same way. How could Tasha do this awful thing to Gibby? It was beyond cruel!
"Gibby, I am so sorry," Carly said to him sadly. She then pulled him close in a long, lingering hug.
"Carly will handle this... Let's go upstairs," Sam suggested to Freddie.
Freddie nodded and went with Sam up the stairs. He knew that Sam was hoping Carly and Gibby would get together; that maybe if Gibby turned to Carly for comfort and she gave it to him, it would bring them closer.
They walked into their room to find baby Freddie waiting for them.
Baby Fredward was lying awake in his crib and was just starting to fuss a little as he was starting to become hungry. Sam lifted him gently into her arms and carried him over to the bed to change his diaper. After the diaper change, she gave him a dozen kisses on his little face. "I missed you today, Baby... and Daddy missed you, too," she said to him lovingly. Sam then smiled at Freddie,
so glad they had this precious little boy.
Getting the baby into position to nurse, Sam lifted her top. Since she hadn't fed her son since that morning, she had been almost to the point of leaking. She stroked her baby's boy's cheek as he was feeding.
Freddie was lying on the bed watching Sam feed their little boy and he couldn't help but smile. He was so happy to have both of them in his life.
~*o*~
After baby Fredward had finished nursing, Sam fixed her top and went to the dresser to get a sleeper for her little boy. She brought the baby over to the bed, giving him to Freddie along with the sleeper, so Freddie could get their son ready for bed. Sam was tired, especially after the long day and the big meal. "I'm gonna go take a shower," she said to Freddie, giving him a quick kiss before she grabbed some clothes and heading off to the bathroom. After a quick shower, Sam came out wearing one of Freddie's t-shirts.
Freddie had changed baby Freddie for bed and kissed his little head. He handed baby Freddie to his mommy. "I'm going to change for bed," he said. He then got up to change for bed as he couldn't wait to crawl in bed next to Sam.
Sam carried baby Fredward over to his crib and gently tucked him in. "Good night, Sweetie," she said as she kissed his soft dark hair. She watched his eyes drift shut as he finally succombed to sleep. Sam returned to the bed and lay down, waiting quietly for Freddie's return. She really needed to cuddle with him.
When Freddie returned he crawled into the bed beside Sam and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her. It had been a long day but they were finally where they belonged now and he liked it.
As Freddie's arms wrapped around her, Sam snuggled up to him. Lightly she began to caress the muscles in his upper arms while pressing tiny kisses against his chest. "Love you, Fredward," Sam whispered softly. She felt very safe and content in his arms.
"I love you too Princess Samantha," he said as he held her. He was so glad that he finally had her. They were both happy and safe and had a healthy baby boy who was growing every day.
Sam's nose crinkled up slightly in the darkness at the mention of her full name... but hearing it coupled with her favorite nickname Freddie had for her really wasn't so bad. "Yeah, you can call me that," she whispered, moving her kisses from his chest to his neck.
"Prince Freddork," she said softly in his ear, before giving his earlobe a little nibble.
Freddie smiled. "Mmmmm... I like being your prince," he said. He would cherish his princess for a long time to come.
Sam sucked softly on Freddie's earlobe then nibbled his neck. She liked how he tasted and his scent. She ran her fingers through his thick dark hair. "I want you," she told him softly. She reached down and pulled up the hem of her T-shirt, tugging it off. She pressed herself against Freddie, letting him realize she had been completely naked underneath.
Freddie felt himself start to get hard just the feel of her nakedness against him. He began to remove his boxers and the t-shirt that he had thrown on.
It felt so good to feel her skin under his hands. He slid his hands down to her butt.
Sam could feel Freddie becoming hard as well. She wrapped her hand around him,
lightly squeezing and marveling at the velvetty steel of his throbbing flesh. His hands on her butt made her gasp. Delicious tingles between her legs made her become instantly wet. "Please Freddie... ohhh please..." she heard herself begging as she wanted him so much.
Freddie couldn't hold back as he pushed himself deep inside of her, wanting to feel her walls surrounding him. He began to thrust into her with no further preliminaries.
Sam let out a sound half-way between a whimper and gasp feeling Freddie glide himself to her center and thrust deeply inside her. He always knew right what she wanted. Tonight she wanted it fast and hard. She ran her fingernails over his back, tracing his muscles with them. She arched up toward him, taking more of him inside. Her inner muscles clamped down on his shaft as though to never let him go.
Freddie thrust into her hard, deep and fast. He was pretty sure they'd be rocking the bed soon. He trailed his lips down to her breasts and swirled his tongue around one of the peaks.
Sam let out little sighs and gasps, trying not to get too loud as they had a houseful of people downstairs. That sexy mouth of his on her breasts only made her more hot for him. She moved against his every thrust, loving his deep,
rough penetrations. "Harder, Freddie... make me cum..." she commanded of him,
sinking her long nails into his skin.
Freddie picked up speed, thrusting harder and faster into her, hitting her spot and making her walls vibrate. He didn't slow down as Sam kept begging for more.
Sam cried out. She couldn't help it. She had always been loud when it came making hot passionate love. As she called out Freddie's name, she began to cum. Her inner muscles clenched up on him again and again while her hot juices spilled over his thrusting cock.
It wasn't long before Freddie reached his climax, too, spilling his hot seed into her. He loved the sounds that Sam was made when she was cumming.
He could never get enough of her. "I love you," he spoke softly.
"I love you more," Sam whispered, curling up against Freddie's chest as the passion ended. She was blessedly content as she slept in his arms.