A/N:Enjoy!

Chapter 4

An Introduction:

Part Two

"Ah, Mr. Evans. Good to see you again, would you like anything while you're here?" Carol asked smiling at them both.

"No just settle it on my account please. Please make sure Ms. Jones' car is safe as I'll be giving her a ride home." He answered not breaking eye contact with Mercedes who seemed to frozen trying to figure out why that name sounded familiar.

"Oh, I only had two glasses of wine… I-I umm." She started stammering when he closed the distance between them invading her personal space yet again but this time he didn't touch her, he instead just held her gaze with so much intensity that she was forced to look away and when she did he placed his finger under her chin making her look at him again.

"I don't want you driving so I'll be taking you home, your car will be safe and I'll even send a car for you in the morning to retrieve it." He said bringing his thumb up to trace the out line of her bottom lip while biting his own before stepping away.

"Come on, let me get you home." He said grabbing her hand then her purse off the back of her chair and leading her to a black SUV, he opened the passenger door for her and nodded her in before handing her her purse then closing the door and walking to the driver's side. Once he got inside he looked at her with an unreadable expression then reached over and placed her seat beat over her.

"I won't hurt you, what's your address?" He asked calmly.

"It's 3428 Austin Avenue." She replied softly before realizing she gave her address to a perfect stranger, who seems to make her insides and brain turn into mush and when he nodded she could feel herself slowly beginning to panic. They pulled off and headed towards her apartment and her only hope was that he didn't try to kill her after they made it.

They rode in silence and every so often he would look at her making goosebumps appear then disappear without even touching her, she tried to find something to focus on but his name kept creeping back into her mind and she couldn't remember why. When they arrived she started to dart out but he was a little faster getting to her door and opening it for her, his presence screamed dominance but his actions were gentle and very nonthreatening.

"Thank you." She said when he walked her to her door and he just nodded waiting for her to open.

"I meant what I said I won't hurt you go ahead, I just want to make sure you get inside safely." Sam said before moving a hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear, he brushed his knuckles along her neck causing her to inhale sharply at the rush of energy that surged throughout her body.

"What's your name?" She asked after she unlocked her door and when he smiled she couldn't help but look at his lips and wonder how soft they were, her eyes grew wide when he moved closer to her and his lips brushed hers every so slightly.

"You already know my name sweetheart." He replied before lightly pecking her plump lips then nudging her into her apartment smiling then walking away. Mercedes stood there aroused beyond words and her lips were still tingling from the innocent peck he'd given her. She closed the door and leaned against before sliding down and letting out a ragged breath.

You already know my name sweetheart.

Mercedes kept replaying those words in her head while she showered and even after talking to Kurt about her day, she excluded the run in with Mr. Hottie-No Name and even managed to get a little cleaning done and was sitting down reading one of her favorite books when there was a knock at her door. She was expecting anyone so she waited to make sure she wasn't hearing anything but when she heard it again she got up and tugged her shorts down before walking over to open the door. When she opened it she rolled her eyes and let out a sigh before closing the door slightly not allowing her boss to enter her place.

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"I just need to talk to you about today and how I expect a more professional attitude while we're at work." Anthony replied giving her a smug look.

"Mr. Rashad it's unprofessional to show at my home unannounced about work when I'm clearly not on the clock." Mercedes replied with a smirk.

"Look Jones, how you presented yourself today was very unbecoming and very distracting. You knew we had a client and you chose to reappear with your shirt undone and your breast visible. I expect more from you from now on and that means for the next few weeks while I continue to work with Evans and Smythe, you will only be present to greet them and then leave after ordering lunch." Anthony said and Mercedes gave him a shocked look.

"Excuse me? How dare you insinuate that I was acting anything but professional? Yes I admit I forgot to re-button my shirt but it wasn't intentional and if you had a real problem with it you would've said something, but then again you were to busy gawking. Now this conversation will continue on business hours and not a minute before, don't forget I have a degree and I'm not stupid. Having this conversation off the clock means you can't be held accountable for anything should I file a complaint. Good night Mr. Rashad!" She replied slamming the door into his face and letting out a deep breath.

…

Mercedes watched a few more movies before realizing she hadn't eaten since lunch, she went and checked her fridge and nothing stood out to her and she started think of a place she could go but let out a sigh when she realized her car was not outside and she had no way of going to get because Kurt and Blaine were out for the evening and Tina was also out. She was about to order something when she heard the door and she rolled her eyes walking over an answering the door but there was no one there she stuck her head out and just as she was about to close her door a hand stopped her.

"What in the hell..." She said.

"Ms. Jones?" A pretty petite woman asked smiling at her.

"Oh hell no this isn't happening again is it?" She said to herself than to the woman. "You're not going to say anything until I confirm right?" The woman just rose her eyebrow and Mercedes wondered what would happen if she didn't say anything, so she matched the woman's expression until she nodded and walked away. Mercedes smiled and started to close her door again before another hand stopped her, she threw her head back before swinging it open and freezing when she was met by a pair of piercing green eyes.

"Ms. Jones, interesting choice of clothing to open your door." Sam said slowly scanning her body lifting an eyebrow when his eyes trailed the lace details of her tank, smirking when he noticed she was bra-less and see her nipples before moving down to her thick thighs taking in a breath.

"I… I wasn't expecting anyone and umm..." She said stammering and covering her breast when she realized her body's reaction to his presence. "Is there something that you needed?" She asked after a few moments letting out an uneasy breath.

"Needed no, want yes but that's not why I'm here." He replied moving inside making her step back as he closed the door behind him. She looked around her apartment making sure she didn't have anything embarrassing out or clothes anywhere, as she looked she just saw papers and books everywhere that she needed to sort.

"What- umm then why are you here?" She asked looking back at him and once again she had to step back because he was so close to her again, this time she really noticed his height and how commanding his presence really was, she didn't feel the least bit threatened but she could tell he liked being in charge.

"You need dinner." He said nonchalantly while moving closer and she felt her pulse start to race again.

"I can just cook something." She said softly.

"Or I can treat you to dinner." He countered and for some reason she didn't feel like he was asking or suggesting.

"I don't want you to feel obligated to do that and besides-" Mercedes started but stopped when he placed a hand on her shoulder slowly moving it down then running it along her back before slipping his thumb under the hem of her shirt lightly stroking her skin.

"I wasn't really asking, so I don't feel obligated." Sam responded slipping his hand under cami resting it on the small of her back and pulling her closer. Mercedes bit her lip and looked up at him innocently before letting out a breath when she felt his other hand slip under her cami, her breathing became slightly ragged and when he let out light but deep chuckle she bit her lip harder.

"I..."

"Your skin is so soft." He said never breaking eye contact while allowing his hand to roam higher gently gripping her waist before moving his hand along the side of her breast and using his thumb to lightly graze one of her nipples, which made her breathing hitch and her to let out a soft moan.

"I don't even know you and I think you should leave." She said feeling slightly light headed from the short breaths she'd been taking.

"If that's what you want." Sam said running his thumb along her nipple again this time feeling her shudder. "Is that what you want Ms. Jones?"

Hell no. "Y-yes… I can't seem to keep my senses around you and it's unprofessional because you're working with my boss, who… umm, what are you doi-" Her words were cut off by his lips pressing against her neck sending strong lighting bolts throughout her body and when he flicked his tongue along her neck before pulling away and leaving her there slightly shaking.

"Sometimes it's a good thing to let someone else control things for a while." He said taking a step back smirking.

"Is that what you want to do, control me?" Mercedes asked watching his facial features closely but they never changed.

"I don't want to control you at least not in the way you think."

"And what way is that?" She asked feeling bold.

"You'll find out on Saturday." Sam replied winking and placing another soft kiss on her lips but this time she kissed him back surprising him and herself, she quickly moved out of their embrace and took a step back.

"I.. sorry."

"Don't be… I could tell you were a little feisty. Good night Ms. Jones, please eat." He said before walking out and she let out a labored breath shaking her head and going to lock her door just as there was a knock on it, she opened it and the same woman from earlier was there with a basket this time she didn't speak she only handed Mercedes the basket with a smirk and walked away. There was a note on top of it and she walked the basket into her kitchen setting it down to read the note.

See you Saturday.

-Sam

"Sam..." She said as smile crept on my face because she finally knew his damn name but that meant he was Mr. Evans… and he expected to see her on Saturday. Oh shoot.

Soooo...Saturday is coming :) Until next time XOXO