I hope you all don't hate me cause I haven't updated in days. I'll admit, I had writer's block with this one! But I hope you all like it still. Plus Friday I spent after school with my friends, so I had no time to type. But here. I hope I do not disappoint you.
*IMPORTANT NOTICE ABOUT FF: For some reason, got rid of "unknown" under characters! So now I'm a little pissed. But all of you who have stories, change your second "unknown" character to any! Or else you'll have Papi Garcia… Don't even know why they did that but I don't like it. Just thought I'd inform you so you don't get screwed up now*
I can't stop thinking about this story for like more than an hour because ideas come! And the problem is that they are for the sequel! Dkgnesbg gr. Well before any of you just too curious or anything, Drew WILL be coming back. He's just giving some time for Sam… Or not… Maybe thinking of something… Or not… Or planning something… Or not… Thinking what you may, but don't get too happy or anything. You never know when he'll return! Not to scare you either…
Shout-outs: ArianamaslowBTR25- no no it's alright. I understand if you are busy! College seems like it literally controls your life, so I'm kind of scared when I go to it soon. In like two years… Which still seems small… If you think about it. But thanks :P
Taylor Shine- Yeah it was only a matter of time before she got mad. And yeah, it was supposed to seem a little harsh. I think she was still annoyed from the night before so she wasn't thinking. Plus as you found out, she's scared. Therefore, she would hide her emotions through unnecessary anger. And oh tell me about it! I hate homework too! Took two hours to type an English thing, I was so pissed at the amount even though my power was gone! And good, I think there will be a lot more drama in there! At the bottom, I'll type what will be included (like a summary) if you want next chapter
NikkiilovesJessee- hehehe *creepy grin* I love leaving stuff on end. Wait until the end of this part of the story and then you'll see mwahahaha. Woops if I sound creepy there. I'm getting too much into it! And ooh that sounds really good! Would a plain old hammer work? And yeah some did and some didn't. Just last night affected her because she is scared about the future and repeating. And yeah, I felt bad for James because he was truly apologizing! And hm, well I guess you could, but you'll have to fight me-I mean Sam- for him hehe. And aw thank you! No they make sense! I love funny reviews and random reviews since they are more fun to read. And wow aw well I will make sure I have daily updates again!
Dreamer1992- Oh I am doing a sequel :P And hope you like what's to come in the future!
With each chapter I'm writing, I'm realizing that chapter 30 is coming sooner. AGH I CAN NOT BELIEVE THIS! WHY DO YOU PEOPLE FOLLOW ME! I DON'T WRITE WELL! BARELY THINKING THAT MY FIRST CHAPTER WAS GOOD, AND NOW I'M ON 27! Geez, thank you! Please keep an eye out for the sequel since we are getting so close! This could be finished by next week! Does that scare you? It does for me! Anyway, before I get you all sad, here is chapter 27! Btw: The drama is lightening up for the end of the story. So yeah I addressed the Drew thing earlier too. But he's coming out when the time is right. But back to this chapter! Here ya go!
Chapter 27: Featuring You
JAMES' POV:
I was confused, really confused. I got that Sam stormed out of the house, but why? I know we got into a fight, but I did apologize! It was one of those What more can I do moments. Deciding that I really couldn't do much until she got back, I put my dish in the sink and walked over to couch again. My head was still hurting, but it was from all the thinking I was doing. That pill really helped, and I was thankful that Sam took care of me that much. But her words of me turning into Drew were repeating in my head. I was nothing like him! Why did she say that? Did I offend her? What really upset her? I needed to know so I could fix myself.
Just as I was going to sit back on the couch and try to process everything, the front door rattled. I jumped from my spot and froze, staring at the door as it slowly creaked open. A single hand crept around from the other side, holding onto the edge of the door tightly. My breaths quickened, each heartbeat getting faster by the moment. With one more nudging push, the door swung open to reveal a solemn looking Sam. Her eyes were low and staring at the ground, only drifting up to me when she shut the door. I looked straight back at her, seeing right away that she did want to talk this out.
Sam took a step forward, swinging her left hand that held her purse as she licked her lips slowly. She took a deep breath in and moved closer, frowning with sad eyes. "I'm sorry" she whispered, throwing her hands to the side and blinking a few times to hold back tears.
"I'm sorry too" I apologized, slapping my hands on my thighs and looking right at Sam.
"No no no" Sam quickly stuttered out, speeding on the living room rug to come face to face with me. "I'm sorry for the way I acted. It-it was stupid and dumb and idiotic and unnecessary and so untrue. I-I honestly don't know why I said that. Actually, I-I do know why. I guess I just let everything take over and snapped. Which I now see is-is completely stupid and utterly ridiculous. I mean I-I never meant to say anything like that and-and I know I never will-"
"SAM!" I interrupted, grabbing her by the arms and making her stare right at me in the eyes. "You're rambling" I chuckled softly, shaking my head and smiling at her.
She just shut her mouth and tucked her lips in. I could see her cheeks turn a light red as she started blushing in embarrassment. "Sorry" she laughed lightly, looking at the floor for a second. "I do that a lot…" Sam looked back up at me and rubbed her left hand on my right arm slowly. "I'm just trying to tell you that I didn't mean earlier. There was a lot on my mind about last night and other things, and I let it affect me. I'll make sure that I don't let it get that far…"
"No I understand" I replied bringing my hand up her arm again in comfort. "I was the jackass in the situation. I got drunk and acted like a total moron. That should not have come out of my mouth, and I fee l terrible that I put you through hell to take care of me. But I'm glad that you were the one who did."
Sam placed her left hand over mine and gently rubbed the top with her thumb. "I love taking care of you, though" she contradicted, surprising me slightly. Why did she seem to upset about it earlier? Before I could open my mouth to ask her, Sam continued to answer my question. "I know I sounded upset before, but I just over-thought everything. You're my boyfriend, and part of my job as your girlfriend is to care for you. And since I love you, I did that. Maybe it wasn't the James I was normally used to, but I still loved him the same. I just wanted you to be safe. Plus I should know everyone slips when they're drunk, so I understand you saying that to me."
"But that doesn't give me the right to still say that" I responded, shaking my head in disagreement. "I took advantage of the fact that it was my birthday and I was drunk, which is wrong. My job as your boyfriend is to protect you and be responsible, and last night I clearly wasn't. I said a stupid thing that I shouldn't have, and I regret it. I shouldn't even be thinking it in the first place because I know your morals and beliefs. It's my fault that I did that, and I'll take full blame."
"James, stop saying that!" Sam cried out, closing her eyes for second to keep the tears from seeping out. "It's not your fault! I've been thinking about it too!"
"What?" I asked quickly in disbelief. Did Sam really say she was thinking about it too? "You have too?" I stammered out, my eyes widening in surprise.
Sam just sighed and let go of my arm to sit down in the middle of the couch, crossing her arms to rub her upper arm and stare at the rug. "Yes" she admitted, glancing down at the ground for one more second before looking up at me. I watched as her hand gently touched the cushion to her left, indicating I sit next to her. I took a step closer and sat down, letting my crossed hands fall between my legs. Once she could tell that I was seated, Sam looked at me rubbed her lips together again before speaking. "I've been thinking about it for a few months…" She shifted on the couch, clearly uncomfortable. "Basically ever since the end of January... When all the Drew problems started…" The last words were in a meek whisper, Sam's head still hanging down in shame. "I feel so guilty…"
"It's nothing to be ashamed, babe" I assured her, pulling her in with my right arm for a sideways hugs. Her head leaned against my arm, her fingers wrapping around my biceps as she squeezed in comfort. "I have been since around that time too. That day at your house really had me going there. I didn't know if I could stop. If I even wanted to. But then I thought about you and decided that we'll wait together, no matter what. It's all up to you." I kissed the top of her forehead and rubbed her back slowly.
"I know that" she mumbled against my arm, lifting her head up only to turn it so she could look up at me. "I feel terrible because I only did that to forget everything. I thought that maybe-" her words were starting to choke up again, the tears building in her eyes. "-maybe I could forget everything that happened with Drew. I was going to use you, and I didn't even care! Something was wrong with me because I was out of it…"
I was going to use you, and I didn't even care! Hearing those words made my ears sting slightly. Now I understood why Sam was acting so differently that night, but it still shocked me. I wasn't going to let it get to me, though, because her situation was pretty bad. I licked my lips slowly and took in her words for one more second before answering. "You had a lot on your mind" I defended, trying to make Sam feel a little better. "You know I'll always here to help you through anything. I could help you forget something without that… it doesn't matter to me. I'm always here."
"Thanks" she whispered once again, nuzzling her head into my arm. "I'm glad that we can have an open conversation like this, even if I'm emotional right now." Sam chuckled slightly and ran her fingers down to my hand, intertwining them with hers and shaking them. "I'm going to say this now because I mean it and I'm sticking to it. I don't care how long we wait anymore. I don't care if it's in a week, a month, a year, when we're engaged, or even when we're married. All I know is that I love you and want to be with you as much as I can. Being with you made me change my whole vision. I had a whole plan of how I would meet someone, date for a year, get engaged, marry a year later, wait a few years, and then have kids. But now that I have you in my life, my thoughts are changing. It's a lot harder to fight back feelings you have for someone, and I realized that as soon as I started dating you. I want to, eventually, because I want to show how much I love you. But I'm just nervous because I've never done anything like that before. The one thing I do know is that I can't be scared forever. It will happen someday, and I'm glad it will go to you. All I'm saying now is that it will happen when it happens. Just let it do its thing and everything will fall into place."
Wow. Sam changed. My heart was beating faster with her just saying that thing to me. I felt honored and special to know that she actually saw her future with me and wanted her first time to be with me. Even thought I was her boyfriend, the meaning was so rich and deep. I engulfed Sam in an embracing bear hug and slid my hands up and down her back caressingly. "I heard every word you said" I murmured into the top of her head, kissing her hair and pulling away to look at her. My hands now went up to her face as my thumb grazed her smooth skin. "I understand how you feel. As I said before, it is your choice. You know I will follow and support you through anything, even if it does regard our sexual relationship. All that matters to me is that you truly want this to happen because of you, not just to please me. You please me every day with the little things you do, whether it be a loving smile every time you look at me or just waking up to see your beautiful face every morning. I will wait as long as you, because I love you. It doesn't matter to me when or even if we do have sex, because I know that I'll still have you in the end no matter what. So if you feel like you want to wait and see when the moment is right, I am perfectly fine by that. Because I'll wait for you."
Sam gave me a perfect smile and stared into my eyes, her own shining a golden brown. I honestly loved that about her. Every time she was happy, her eyes would shine bright and powerful. I could look at them forever, my own happiness rising just by looking at her. And right now, my happiness was at a max. I completely forgot about having a hangover from being drunk. Well that was until now. I could feel Sam curl up into my chest and run her hand down my abs. "We'll wait together" she told me, looking down to follow her finger sliding across my stomach. "And that's my choice. My choice is to have you and I both want this and both wait until the right time. So, we'll do it together."
"Obviously" I chuckled out, my arms wrapping around her shoulders. "It takes two to tango babe." I raised my eyebrow at her as she tilted her head to me.
"Not funny Maslow!" Sam bickered, slapping me playfully in the chest. "I'm being serious here! This is supposed to be a special moment!" She sighed and shook her head.
"Oh I can make it special…" I teased, brushing my fingers against the top of her shoulder down her arm. Watching Sam was making me laugh and slightly turned on. "Better get out of that dress fast so you can save yourself" I warned her, my gaze turning slightly seductive.
Sam giggled and rolled her eyes, sitting up off the couch and adjusting her riding up dress. "And the talk goes right to your head" she joked, gesturing to my actions.
I put my hands up in defense and leaned forward on the couch. "Hey hey…" I began, shaking my hands at Sam. A sneaky smile grew on my face as I asked "Which head?"
"JAMES!" Sam exclaimed, trying to hold back from laughing. She opened her mouth to say something but stopped quickly, throwing her hands down and shrugging her shoulders. "I knew a joke was coming sooner or later…" she admitted, smirking at me and raising her own eyebrow.
"Gotta love me!" I remarked, opening my hands and grinning at Sam. "Ok but seriously, go get changed. Those heels look like they kill" I added, not joking this time. What could I say? My boyfriend instinct was kicking in.
She scrunched her eyebrows together like she was confused for a second before making an Oh! face. Her leg lifted up so she could glance at the black stilettos and chuckle. "Well I can't feel my feet…" she pointed out with a small tilt of the head. "I think I've been in this long enough. It's done its job…" She ran her hands down the front of her dress to finish smoothing it.
"Oh it's done more than its job" I replied back with a half-grin. Sam just puffed out a laugh and grabbed her purse back off the couch. "Joking babe!"
"I know that" she responded turning sideways towards the stairs that led upstairs. "I'm heading up now. I hear a pair of shorts and a tank calling my name." And with that, I watched my girlfriend run up the steps to go change.
I just sat there on the couch not doing anything. It was weird and relieving at the same time. We forgave each other fast, going from an angry fight to a cuddly couple in a matter of minutes. Even when she and I broke up, it was technically for only one day. Was this a good sign or a bad sign? We never had anything last longer than a day. But did that mean that we were bound to have one? I couldn't assume anything because I would freak myself out. So I decided to sit and wait for Sam to come down, which only took a few minutes surprisingly.
The sound of the steps creaking made me turn my head to see my beautiful girlfriend walking down in some black gym shorts and one of my t-shirts. Her mascara was off her face, and her brown hair was in a high ponytail. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. This was completely different from the night at the club. Just by looking at her, I could see her natural beauty shining through. And that made my love goes nuts. Sam actually embraced herself and her beauty, never applying too much makeup or feeling insecure. She looked beautiful in anything, because I loved her personality and her on the inside the most. And she completely accepted herself, making her the confident and beautiful woman I grew to love.
Realizing that I was just staring at her with a smile on my face, I blinked and came back into reality. Sam tugged her ponytail tighter and threw herself on the couch, her back bouncing off the cushion as she tucked her legs under. "So… much… better…" she groaned, closing her eyes and sinking into the couch. "I am exhausted!"
"I know babe, I know" I replied, resting my hand on her leg. "Why don't you take a nap while I finish cleaning up this mess?"
"No no" Sam protested, shaking her head at me. "I'll do that. You need to finish nipping that hangover in the bud." She poked my chest and pointed her finger at me.
I cracked my fingers and leaned my right elbow on the top of the couch to turn to Sam. "I've done enough of that. Plus I don't feel it anymore anyway" I argued, gesturing with my hands. "Now just lay down upstairs and go to sleep. "
"But why?" Sam whined, grunting and throwing her head back. "Can't I just sit here with you and do nothing?"
"As much as I'd love that, you need the rest" I chuckled, patting her leg again. "You took care of me, now let me take care of you."
"Fine" she muttered, pushing the loose hair out of her face. "But can I lay down here on the couch?
Sighing, I nodded my head and smirked. "Sure, just let me clean up my pile over here" I stated, tilting my head towards the mound of blankets. Just as I turned around to reach for a blanket, I felt hands on my back.
Sam was crawling towards me, pulling at my shoulders to push me back. She snaked around my body and over my lap, pushing me down into the cushion. Once she finally reached the blanket, she sat on top of the mound and smiled. "You don't need to touch this" she giggled, picking up the ends of the blankets around her. "Just let me sleep here with all of these, and I'll be fine."
I cocked my eyebrow at her, laughing at her childish actions. "I would have moved for you!" I chuckled, sighing out in wonder. "Why do you want to sleep with these? It's so hot!"
"I like sleeping with them, that's why" she replied cockily, rolling her head at me. "Plus I like the warmth and the scent. It's you." She gave me an extremely cute smile and brought the blankets back up around her as she bit her lip.
"Damn, you know I can't refuse you with that smile" I responded, smiling back at her. "Plus you're wearing my shirt, so go ahead." I stood up as Sam slid down the couch, curling up with the blankets and turning to face me with a grin. The blankets were pulled up to her eyes, making it seem like she was peeking out. "You look like a little kid" I laughed out, letting my head fall towards the rug as I slipped out a small breath.
Sam crinkled her nose at me and gave a face in response. "Wow thanks" she sarcastically said, pulling the covers over her entire head. "I'm not talking to you!" she yelled from under the blankets.
My laughs were louder and heavier now, almost bursting out at her actions. "Seriously now, are we five?" I asked her in between laughs.
"SIX!" she corrected back in a childish tone, making me laugh harder. "Stop sounding like Logie!"
"Logie?" I repeated, leaning my head closer to Sam. "Oh I'm telling him this, and he's going to kill you!" I emphasized, backing up to see Sam's reaction.
Instantly, the blanket flew down, revealing Sam's shocked face. "You wouldn't" she growled, her eyes squinting at mine.
"Try me" I taunted back, giving a sneaky grin before I turned around to race for the phone. I spotted it on top of my sneakers and went to reach for it.
"James!" Sam exclaimed, jumping off the couch to hop onto my back. I staggered for a few seconds to keep myself from falling down. She was on me in a piggy-back, reaching from over my shoulders for the phone. "You are not telling him that!"
"I think I will!" I quickly shot back, grabbing her legs from around my back and holding onto them. I stepped back and stood up straight again, spinning around a few times while Sam screamed.
"This isn't your phone!" Sam squealed, her hands playfully hitting my bare back. "Put me down Maslow!"
I spun two more times before finally stopping, wobbling to balance my own self. "I'm done with down here" I teased, walking towards the steps as Sam continued to pound on my back.
"No James!" she begged, swatting at my shoulder and hands to let me go. "Don't you dare drop me!"
"I won't, babe! Relax!" I tried to reassure her, gripping her legs tighter around my back. Making sure I didn't drop Sam, I walked up the steps and went down to our bedroom. I turned my body around so the back of my legs were pressed against the bed. Then I dropped Sam's legs off of me, facing her as I watched her body tumble onto the bed.
"What was that for?" she whined, pushing the little wisps of hair out of her face as she sat on the bed.
I gave her a smirk and gestured to the bed. "Here is your bed my lady" I spoke properly, pulling the covers back so she could slip under.
"Why thank you kid sir" she responded, nodding her head and smiling at me. God she was so cute. Sam crawled under the covers and turned to face me. I pulled the thin sheets over her body to the middle of her chest, smoothing out the top.
"Get some rest, baby" I told her, looking her in the eyes. "Take a nap and come down later. I'll take care of everything." Leaning down, I gave Sam a small kiss on the forehead and smiled at her.
"Thanks babe" Sam thanked me, softly smiling at me. "I love you."
"I love you too" I replied, letting my hand linger on her stomach before I slowly pulled away. Sam slowly closed her eyes and deepened her breathing, falling into a deep sleep in a matter of seconds. I admired her beautiful face for a few seconds afterward. Her long black eyelashes. Her smooth white skin, glowing in the bright summer skin. Her lips were always plush and pink, soft and delicate to the touch. Her cheeks had a natural light red blush to them, surrounding each apple of her cheek. I loved her pointy chin too, even though she disliked the hardness of it sometimes. Just everything seemed like it was perfectly meant to be there, making her face a beauty within itself. This was amazing; I loved having this every day and knowing it was mine. I loved this. And I knew I wanted it every day in the future too.
The rest of July flew by, the band working on more music and such. We had songs all picked and ready, but we still got the time off. Kendall and Krista were adding details to their wedding, the date coming closer and closer. Riley and Carlos were discussing something about eloping, but that toned down once we got into August. Sara and Logan were a really great couple, their six month anniversary coming soon. And then Sam and I, we were stronger than ever. Every day was great after my birthday, us spending time together and having goofy moments. It was literally perfect.
By the end of September, nothing was going wrong. There was no signs of Drew, which had me extremely relieved. However, it kind of worried me. Who knows if he would come back at the wrong time, making us think everything was fine until problems arose again. But I couldn't worry, not for Sam. I had to just make sure she was always protected and in my sight, which wouldn't be a problem.
I was hanging with the guys the last week of September at Kendall and Krista's place talking about everything and anything. It was the four of us, Krista staying upstairs so we could have are guy time. We were currently discussing Kendall's wedding coming up.
"Wow" he sighed, placing both of his arms on the back of the couch. "I can't believe my wedding's in three months. It's getting so close now."
"Yeah" Logan agreed, shaking his head and crossing his leg over his knee. "This year has been flying by. Sara and I's 6-month was on the 1st, and it's already the 26th!"
Carlos nodded his head and shifted in his seat on the couch. "That's good" he replied to Logan's comment. "Riley and I are doing great too. We're still thinking about getting eloped, but we can't make up our mind."
"Why do you want to get eloped, though?" I asked Carlos, raising my eyebrows. "Why not have a wedding like Kendall and Krista? You can have family, friends, and everyone you love there. Plus you can announce your I do's to everyone, letting everyone know how much you love someone."
"Hm, someone's been thinking about weddings lately" Kendall remarked, looking at Carlos and Logan who were agreeing with him.
"So?" I questioned, shrugging my shoulders on the seat. "I was just explaining to Carlos how great a wedding would be. I think the idea of everyone hearing your personal vows to your future wife is the perfect way…"
Logan puffed out and crossed his arms. "Someone's getting all romantic" he chuckled, doing a half-smirk at me.
Carlos laughed and nodded his head. "I know, right?" he agreed, smiling at Kendall who was rolling his eyes. "He's turning into a woman!"
"No I am not!" I defended, my tone getting sharp. "I've just been thinking about it lately, that's all…"
"Oh…" Kendall emphasized, his hands going up in the air. "The King of Romance was thinking about his Queen… I see." He laughed as well and raised his eyebrow.
"Haha very funny" I snickered, making a face at Kendall. "Weren't we talking about Carlos and Riley?" I added in, trying to change the subject.
"Yeah we were…" Carlos responded, taking in what I had to say. "But I think your situation is more important."
"Yes it is" Logan quickly stated, licking his lips and playing with his sneaker. "You've been thinking of this a lot, huh?" he bluntly asked. Of course, Logan getting right down to the stump.
I sighed and closed my eyes, realizing it was no use to argue. "Yeah, almost every day now" I admitted, taking a deep breath out afterward.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Kendall asked like I was dumb. "Go for it buddy!"
Logan shook his head in agreement and uncrossed his leg. "Yeah, especially since you've been thinking about it lately…"
"It's more complicated than that, guys!" I huffed, using my hands to emphasize my point. I pointed my hand to Kendall and shook it. "Come on, Kendall! You know this!"
"Don't put this on me!" he noted, leaning forward in his seat. "I was thinking about it, but only for like a week! I proposed to her less than a month later! You've been thinking about this for months! Don't use me as an outlet!"
Carlos' head fell as he started laughing. Kendall stopped talking and stared at him weirdly. Logan sighed and rubbed his head, realizing it was hopeless to help him. "You people sound so serious" he laughed out, laughing harder looking at Logan's reaction.
"But this is a serious thing!" Logan contradicted, squinting his eyes on Carlos. "Marriage is an important thing. You know this! You're the one who was discussing getting eloped!"
"Oh I know that" he replied, his tone getting mature. "But I'm just saying that you all make this seem like it's life or death. James loves Sam, and Sam loves James. We all know they are going to get married someday! Come on, guys! Kendall, you even said this the first time we met Sam!"
"WHAT?" I yelled, turning to stare at Kendall. "You said what? What? How did you know? I mean, how could you really see that? Why am I finding about this now?"
"Thanks Carlos" Kendall sarcastically spat at him, watching Carlos sink back into his cushion. He then turned to me and moved his hands down. "As for you, calm down with the damn questions! I told the guys the day you first brought her to the studio to meet all of us. Seriously, it's not a big deal! I could tell by the way you two were acting towards one another. It wasn't that hard to see…"
Logan nodded his head and rubbed his hands together. "Yeah, that's true" he said, seeming like he was trying to remember that day. "I noticed something there too. But we didn't tell you because you would freak out like you are now! Plus you would think about it and act weird. So it's not that bad. Look where you are now!"
"Yeah!" Carlos exclaimed, trying to get into the conversation. "You and Sam are dating and happy! And in love! Why not just ask her now?"
"Well…" I began, thinking of their words. "I mean her and I talked about sex in the future, so we can talk about marriage. I guess I'm just apprehensive of what she'll say." I breathed in deeply and exhaled slowly.
Kendall crinkled his face at me. "Dude, too much info in the beginning. We don't need to know that." He then gave me an Are you stupid? look and stared at me. "And are you kidding me? Sam is obviously going to say yes, dummy! Just the only thing to find out is when you will…"
I licked my own lips and nodded in response. "Hey, nothing's happened!" I defended, a smirk coming on my face. "And I will. I should get home and talk to her about it then, I guess." I stood up off of the chair and started walking out of the living room. "Thanks guys."
Logan smiled at me and replied "No problem. Make sure it's casual, though!"
Carlos grinned too and continued Logan's advice. "Yeah, the last thing you need is Sam thinking something's going on!"
"I know, I know" I ended, chuckling at the guys. "I got this! Bye!" After waving bye to the guys, I walked outside and got into my house. I drove to the house and parked my truck, fixing my jacket before I opened the front door. The smell of cookies wafted around me, making me grin huge.
"Hey babe, I'm home!" I called, stepping into the living room to take off my jean jacket.
I heard a soft set of footsteps before Sam appeared in the archway that lead to the kitchen. She was wearing a red apron reading something I couldn't see since her arms were covering. She was wearing a pair of light blue shorts and a white lace t-shirt, her hair in a high ponytail. "Oh hey!" she exclaimed, taking off an oven mitt. "I was just making cookies. How did it go with the guys?"
"Great" I replied, smirking at her. "We talked about casual guy stuff. You know, the usual…" I was trying to make it sound like nothing else happened. She couldn't know we talked about me marrying her.
Sam raised her eyebrow at me and sighed. "Mhm" she murmured, giving me a suspicious stare. "Well I've got the take the cookies of the sheet." She slipped the mitt back on and walked into the kitchen.
I followed after her, the smell of freshly baked cookies getting stronger. Sam was standing in front of the stove, blocking the sheet of cookes. "What kind of cookies did you make?" I curiously asked her, wanting to taste one because they smelled so good.
"Chocolate chip" she answered, turning around and holding one in her hands. There was a huge smile on her face, her eyes gesturing to the cookie. "Don't they look perfect?"
"Definitely" I replied, stepping closer to her to snatch the cookie out of her hand. Her face fell as I took a deep bite, enjoying the warm melting chocolate in my mouth. She just puffed out and smirked at me, glaring at me out of the corner of her eye as she grabbed one herself. Her back was leaning against the counter, while I stood in the middle of the kitchen. We were both quiet, taking in the delicious taste of the cookies. I thought of this as the perfect time to ask her about what the guys and I discussed earlier. "Have you thought about marriage?" I mumbled, polishing off the last of my cookie.
Sam's eyes widened as she swallowed the rest of hers. "Yeah" she answered, holding the h for a second. "I mean I want to get married and have a family with someone I know and love."
I listened to her talk and nodded in response. "Am I marriage material?" I continued, licking the leftover chocolate of my lips.
Sam smiled at me and scrunched her eyebrows together. "Of course babe" she stated, leaning forward to kiss me on the lips. Once she pulled away, she went back to her spot on the counter. "Why?"
"Just wondering" I replied, smirking at her. I had to make this sound casual, but I knew she probably thought something was up.
Sam brushed the crumbs of her hands and crossed them across her chest. "Maslow, what's with you?" she questioned, tilting her head to stare at me.
I laughed and unfolded her arms, grabbing her hands playfully to intertwine my fingers with her. Tapping my pointer finger on her left ring finger, I replied "I'm just making sure that when I do put that ring on your finger, you'll like the guy you chose", giving her a smile.
Sam smiled at me again and held onto my hands. "I know I will" she answered, her gaze softening. "I wouldn't want to get married to anyone else."
"Good" I said, smiling back at her. "Because I want you included in my life forever." After saying that, Sam backed off the counter and hugged me, her hands going around the middle of my chest. I placed my hands around her waist, swaying her as we held each other. She turned her head towards me, letting me plant a kiss on her lips again. It was passionate and loving, reminding me of how serious I was of asking her. This could be completely official all the time, Sam becoming my wife for the rest of my life. And I wanted it. Bad. Maybe now was the time to really get this marriage question in action.
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