Ok! Finally I'm updating! I've put this chapter off for so long and I'm so glad that I finally got it finished...I think it's kind of short but I hope this will hold over until the next chapter! That chapter is going to be fun to write! Thanks for reading and I hope you guys like this chapter! I don't own Glee...
Over the course of two weeks, Sam and Mercedes became closer and got to know each other better. After their first date, they really hadn't had the time to see each other. The only other time was whenever Mercedes would pick Landon up from school. When she couldn't see him, he'd always call or text her. She really enjoyed talking to him and getting to know what kind of person Sam was.
Since the first date, Mercedes had been waiting for another chance to get a proper first kiss. But unfortunately, the moment hadn't occurred.
"So, Mr. Evans, I had this idea." Landon said as they ended yet another lesson and was beginning to pack up for the day.
"What's up?"
"I was wondering if…..when I get better at playing….I could put on a show for my mom." Sam looked at Landon with a bright smile.
"I think that's a fantastic idea Lan." Landon beamed up at Sam, surprised to hear him using the nickname his mom used.
"I haven't said anything to her about it yet, I want it to be a surprise."
"Okay. Do you know what song you want to play for her?"
"Daughters by John Mayer." A part of Sam had leaped for joy on the inside at Landon's song selection.
"Nice! Great song choice. It's pretty easy to learn." Landon nodded excitedly as he finished packing up everything. Moments later, they heard a knock on the door.
They looked up to see Mercedes and Amaya in the doorway.
Sam tried to control his excitement once he saw Mercedes. It was as if she got more beautiful every time he saw her. He waved them inside and met them in the center of the classroom.
"It's always a joy to see two beautiful ladies after a long day." He leaned in and pulled Mercedes into a gentle hug, quickly inhaling her sweet scent.
"Hey, how are you?" She asked as they pulled away.
"Great, now that I've seen you." Mercedes snorted and rolled her eyes.
"Real smooth Sam." He laughed and shrugged.
"I'm only speaking the truth." He heard a little giggle and looked down at Amaya.
She was truly Mercedes' mini me. He dropped down to her level and said,
"Well, Miss Amaya, how's the princess today?"
"Good!" She giggled again and looked up at her mother. Mercedes smiled,
"Go ahead, ask him." Amaya looked back at Sam with a wide smile that reminded him too much of Mercedes.
"Will you come to my birthday party this Saturday?" Sam gasped,
"A party for Princess Amaya. How old are you going to be?"
"Seven."
"Whoa! I would be honored. Just tell me when and where." He stood back up and looked at Mercedes.
"The party is going to be at the house and it starts at four."
"Okay. Do you need me to help out with anything?"
"Nah, Santana, Brittany ….and my mom will be there." It was at the moment that
Mercedes had realized that Sam would be meeting her family. She hadn't even told them that she had started dating again.
"Alright then…well do you have plans tonight?"
"I was going to head home and start dinner. It's spaghetti night."
"YESSSSS!" Landon hissed excitedly. Sam looked back at him and laughed.
"I take it that spaghetti night is a big deal."
"Spaghetti is Landon's favorite."
"Yes and mom's spaghetti is THE best! You should come for dinner, Mr. Evans."
Mercedes and Sam were caught off guard by Landon's invitation.
"I don't know, I don't wanna impose." Sam said nervously. Mercedes snorted,
"You should, I make enough to feed an army. I really don't mind…in fact, I insist."
"It's true, we're usually eating leftovers for days." Landon added, standing next to
his mom, guitar and backpack in hand.
"Alright, you can count me in."
"Great!" Mercedes said excitedly." Sam packed up the rest of his things and followed them out to the parking lot.
"So what time will dinner be ready?" Sam asked after he helped Amaya into the car and made sure she was buckled in.
"Uh…an hour maybe?"
"Sounds good. Should I bring anything, wine perhaps?"
"Oh no, I've got it all covered." He opened up her car door and watched as she slid behind the wheel. She started up the engine and he closed the door as she rolled down her window. He leaned against the car and ducked his head slightly.
"Alright, I'll see you guys in a bit."
When Mercedes got home, she moved in super speed in making sure the house looked presentable for a guest and got started on dinner. Landon and Amaya set the table. Mercedes couldn't help but notice the flutter in her heart once she realized there were four plates at the table, instead of three. Almost exactly an hour later, the doorbell rang, letting her know that Sam had arrived. She turned the stove off and headed towards the door. She opened the door and was greeted by Sam's spine tingling smile.
"Sam, hey."
"Hey back. I could smell dinner before I got to the porch." Mercedes stepped aside and motioned for him to come inside. She noticed he had changed out of his dress shirt and slacks and into a simple V-neck t-shirt and jeans. She couldn't decide which look she liked more.
"I just finished."
"It smells delicious, Mercedes."
"Thanks. Well, the kids are in the dining room already. I'll be right in." She said with a nervous smile. Sam walked into the dining room to see Landon and Amaya sitting across from each other.
"Hey guys."
"Hi Mr. Evans!" Amaya said cheerfully. It seemed as if Amaya was more herself when she was at home.
"Ya know, you both can call me Sam when we're not at school." Landon gaped at him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I figure since we'll be seeing each other outside of school, you might as well.
"Okay….Sam" Landon smirked.
"But in class, it's Mr. Evans."
"What about after school, during our lessons?"
"You can call me Sam then as well."
"Alright cool." Amaya looked up at him with bright eyes and said,
"Will you sit next to me?"
"Of course! It's not every day I get to have dinner with a princess." He said down and nipped her cheek with his finger, causing her to giggle. She looked so much like her mother when she smiled, he thought.
"Okay, dinner is served!" Mercedes sang as she walked in with a large pot."
"Oh that smells even better up close." Sam said as mouth began to water, just waiting for a taste…of the spaghetti that is. He could smell the flavors of onions and green peppers.
"How much do you want on your plate Sam?" Mercedes asked.
"Uh, two big spoonfuls?" He said uncertain. Mercedes laughed and shook her head and began to scoop some spaghetti onto his plate. She placed two big spoonfuls on his plate and Sam's mouth watered even more.
"Oh man I've never been so excited to eat dinner." Mercedes and the kids laughed.
"Go ahead Sam, try it." Landon suggested. Mercedes looked at her son in shock.
"Since when did you start calling him by his first name?" He opened his mouth to speak but Sam beat him to the punch.
"I said it was okay outside of school and during lessons."
"Oh well if you're okay with it." She then proceeded to fix Amaya's plate. When she began to fix Landon's , she started by putting three big spoonfuls onto his plate. He gave her a look as if to say "Now you know that's not enough". Mercedes laughed and just handed him the spoon. He then went on to put two more helpings of spaghetti onto his plate. Sam looked at Landon in awe.
"You're going to eat all that?" Mercedes laughed as she sat across from him.
"You see why I have to make so much now?"
"Yeah I do. Jeez Lan, where does it all go?"
"What can I say? I'm a growing boy."
"Alright Sam, You get first taste." Mercedes said after she fixed her plate.
Sam looked down at his plate and picked up his fork. He swirled a nice amount onto his fork and held it up to his mouth. Once he put the fork inside his mouth, he was greeted with the most delicious flavor.
"Oh my God." He all but moaned as he savored the flavor of the spaghetti. Mercedes and her children all laughed as they watched Sam enjoy his first taste.
"This is AMAZING. I know I taste onions and bell peppers…but what else do you put in it?"
"It's mom secret sauce." Landon smirked.
"A secret? Oh come on! You can tell me."
"Nuh uh. If I tell you…I may have to kill you." Mercedes said, winking at him as she took a bite of her garlic bread.
"Oh it's like that huh?"
"Sure is, you can't get everything you want, Mr. Evans."
Dinner was very…entertaining to say the least. Mercedes couldn't remember the last time she laughed so hard during dinner. She really enjoyed hearing Sam's stories from his childhood. What she enjoyed most was how comfortable her kids were around him. With Landon, it was as if the fact that he was eating dinner with his teacher hadn't fazed him at all. Amaya surprised her the most. She was always so shy around new people, but with Sam, Mercedes was sure she had developed a crush on him as well.
"Alright kids, take your plates to the sink, go wash up and get started on your homework." Mercedes said, once everyone had finished. Landon and Amaya got up and left, leaving Mercedes and Sam alone. The both of them stood up from the table and reached for each other's plates.
"I can get it Sam."
"No. I let me get it. It's the least I can do since you made dinner."
"No, Sam. You're a guest." She grabbed his plate as he put his hand over hers.
"Then I'll just have to help you then." He said, flashing her favorite smile. She laughed and shook her head.
"You just have to get your way….I'll grab the plates, you take the glasses into the kitchen." He followed her directions and trailed behind her into the kitchen. Mercedes condensed the leftover spaghetti into a plastic bowl, while Sam began to load the dishwasher for her.
"So, what types of things does Amaya like?" Sam asked once he finished loading the dishwasher.
"Uh…one thing she loves is writing. That girl's imagination is bigger than her sometimes. Why?"
"Just trying to think of gift ideas."
"Keep it simple, you don't have to go out your way."
"Okay."
"Do you want to take any spaghetti home?" Sam gaped at her.
"Is that even a question? Hell yes I want some. Though I'd feel better if you told me what's in your sauce so I can make it myself."
"Why? What if I want to keep a secret so you'd just have to come over whenever I make it?"
"Good point, Miss Jones."
"That's what I thought."
"I'll get it out of you somehow."
"I'm going to enjoy watching you try." He let out a low chuckle.
"Just you wait." They both laughed as she proceeded to put aside a bowl of spaghetti for him to take home. He helped her clean up the kitchen after she put the other leftovers into the refrigerator. When they were all done, Sam grabbed his left overs off of the counter.
"Let me get outta your hair, I'm sure you want to relax after a long day."
"I actually need to work on a few things from work before I do that. I'm glad you came for dinner though."
"No, Thank you. It's been a while since I've had a nice home cooked meal." She smiled as she led him to the door. She opened it and the two of them stood in front of it and faced each other.
"You're welcome for dinner anytime, Sam."
"Thanks, I'll have to return the favor sometime and invite you guys over one day."
"I'd like that. I'm sure the kids would too."
"Yeah, I'm sure Landon will wanna check out my guitar collection I have."
"Right, thanks to you, my son has become obsessed with everything guitars."
"Is that a bad thing?"
"Not at all…it's just….I've never seen him so passionate about something. I'm just glad to see him happy, ya know? After everything that's happened…..he's just been in that brooding mood all the time. To see him excited about something….that makes me excited too…With the help from you, that is."
"I only want to see Landon do great things."
"And that's what I like most about you." Mercedes said, not really expecting that to come out so freely. They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds before Sam spoke.
"I like you a lot too, Mercedes. To be honest, I never expected it either, but I'd like to see where this goes, if you'll allow it."
"I'd like that…a lot." Sam smiled brightly at her.
"Good…..Well, I better get going."
"Okay…I'll see you Saturday?"
"You can count on it." He sang as he pulled her into a tight hug.
"Have a good night Mercedes."
"You too."
They pulled apart and Sam headed out. Mercedes watched him as he got into his car and started it up. She closed the door and proceeded into the living room when she heard the doorbell ring. Her first initial thought was that Sam had left his bowl of leftovers. She laughed as she opened the door.
"What's up, did you forget something?"
"Yeah…this." He stepped forward, gently cupped her face and pressed his lips against hers. Using his bottom lip to open her mouth wider, he sucked her top lip insider her mouth, pressing gently to make the kiss deeper. When he pulled away, Mercedes kept her eyes closed and whispered,
"Oh." She opened her eyes to see Sam smiling sheepishly.
"I couldn't go home, regretting not doing that. I've wanted to do that since I saw you at Mac's weeks ago. I knew I would have been stepping over your boundaries."
"I'm glad you waited." He leaned in and kissed again.
"Me too….I'll talk to you later okay?"
"Okay." She said, breathlessly, trying to recover from the last kiss. He laughed as he pecked her lips one last time and headed back to his car. Mercedes closed the door, leaned up against it and closed her eyes. Mercedes would have never guessed that she would be feeling like she did at that moment. She felt things that she never even felt when she had begun dating David all those years ago. There was truly something about Sam Evans that literally made her heart flutter . She couldn't wait to find out what that was.