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It had been three days since Sam had seen Mercedes. That night, she had called and left a few texts, and she called every day once, but he never returned the calls. He was embarrassed that he had let his anger ruin their perfect date. They had talked, he's eaten her out, they ate actually quality food, and then they were hanging around her door. He never would have expected he would have busted some guy's noise who lived in the building. He was more upset that one of Mercedes's had to pay the guy off, and he never wanted to put her in that position to begin with. However, he knew he needed to speak with her today, or else he would become a memory in her perfect mind.
He was at practice today. More specifically, his entire body was plunged into an ice bath next to his best friend, Mike Chang. Mike had been with his girlfriend since they were in high school, and they were the only healthy couple Sam was ever able to look up to. So rarely, if he ever needed dating advice, he would just ask Mike.
"So I went on a date with Mercedes, and it was great until I busted a guy's nose, and Mercedes calmed me down, and she paid the guy off, but I just left," Sam explained once it was just him and Mike in the room.
Mike sighed and rolled his eyes, "Dumbass, have you at least talked to her since."
Sam shook his head.
"Oh my God, Sam, it is obvious that you like the girl, and to be honest, you have fucked up by ghosting her for three days after she fixed the mess you created. Look, the best thing you can do is to apologize face to face, and it wouldn't hurt to throw in a gift or two." Mike explained.
"I just don't want my anger to scare her away. Outside of my mom and my sister, she is the only person who can calm me down, and Mike, that scares me," Sam admitted.
"Sam, I have told you since you blacked out Finn Hudson's eye and bruised his ribs that you needed to see someone about your anger. Sure, we play this aggressive sport that is pouring with tension, but you are the only person on the ice who lets the bullshit fuck you up. If you don't seek help and your anger only gets worse, then I don't know if you will be able to play this sport anymore. At least think about it." Mike explained. Mike stood from the tub, grabbed his towel, and left the room, leaving Sam behind in the tub. Sam sighed and looked up before completely submerging the rest of his body in the water, hoping that the extremely cold temperatures would give him an idea.
After a tough dance rehearsal, Mercedes was back in her apartment. After a bath and a nice glass of wine, she was sitting on her couch listening to the tracks Artie had given her as she decided to write down some lyrics. While she hadn't been able to reach Sam, she did miss him; however, it was frustrating that he just left the way he did. However, she tried to convince herself that it was nothing to be overly upset about. The one thing he couldn't hold over was that he had sex with her. She would much rather have oral sex held over her head than actual sex. But she did miss the sweetness and the tenderness. She could tell that Sam barely let his soft side show frequently, and it touched her that he opened it up with her.
She was in the middle of finishing up the song when Sue gave her a call.
"Yes, Sue," Mercedes answered.
"Three weeks from now, you are going on a two-month-long tour. The label just cleared it today," Sue announced.
"No way!" Mercedes shouted as an enormous smile graced her face.
"I am serious. The label is putting you out on the road, full expenses paid, and if you generate the sales like I know you will, I can get the biggest label machine behind you, and you can keep cranking out hits for the rest of your life." Sue insisted.
"Oh my God, Sue, thank you, thank you."
"Look, this means rehearsal starts the day after tomorrow. Give yourself the rest of the night and tomorrow to rest, and then after that, we are hitting full speed with rehearsals."
"OK, and thank you again, Sue."
"No problem Mercedes." Sue hung up the phone, and Mercedes smiled as she poured herself another glass of wine as a small celebration. She was about to call her mom when there was a knock at her door. Grabbing the wine glass with her, she walked to her door and opened it, revealing one sexy Sam Evans. he wore nothing but a pair of black jeans, a grey t-shirt, and a leather jacket. He looked like he was walking sex on a stick. However, that still didn't take away that her feelings were hurt.
"What are you doing here?" Mercedes questioned.
She was so sexy, Sam thought to himself. She wore an oversized sweatshirt that fell to her shoulders as the shirt had been cut to fit that way. Her long hair was splayed across one shoulder.
"I came to apologize and offer you these," Sam spoke as he held up the gift bags. She grabbed them both and in the first one was red rosed teddy bear and he was holding up a small pillow that read the words "I am Sorry" on it. She smiled a tad bit.
"This is cute," Mercedes began, "Is this you apologizing for ghosting my ass for three days?"
Sam smiled, "A cute ass, I might add. I am sorry I shouldn't have left like that after you saved my ass. The second bag is something I was hoping you would wear tonight." Mercedes looked at the second bag and pulled out a light brown bathing suit. It was a halter top style with cutouts on the side and a low v-neck.
"Swimming?" Mercedes asked.
"Moreso a hot tub date. I figured you probably are working hard to be the newest R&B diva, so I thought we could do this to relax your muscles," Sam said hopefully. Mercedes looked at the bathing suit before looking back at him.
"Fine, but only because you are so cute." Mercedes sighed. She went back to her room to grab some things before she and Sam left her apartment.
Sam's house was huge and modern. The floor-to-ceiling windows, the architecture, and even the private outdoor shower. Sam led her to the back, where he had a large pool and a square inground hot tub. Immediately when they entered the jacuzzi, she felt her tight and tense muscles relax, and she had to say that seeing Sam without a shirt was a lovely experience.
"I can't help but think this is an excuse for you to see me in a bathing suit." Mercedes pointed out as she sipped the wine that Sam had provided for her.
"No, this is me apologizing for being an asshole and not returning any of your calls or messages," Sam answered honestly.
"I was worried about you," Mercedes admitted.
"Worried how?" Sam questioned.
She sighed, "I thought you went out and hurt yourself or someone else."
"Nope, just punished me with three days of practice and locking myself in my home because I am so embarrassed by what happened," Sam said honestly.
"Do you feel embarrassed after games when you get into a fight?"
"No, I'm usually too hyped up on adrenaline to feel anything, but that night, I felt like if I had just gone inside as you told me, everything could have been avoided. There is a misconception that I fight everyone, but it's really just hockey players that piss me off and overbearing paps, but never anyone random, and I didn't mean to do that. I didn't want to taint our first date." Sam spoke calmly as he looked at the water. Mercede placed her glass on the deck before reaching Sam. She pulled his face and straddled him.
"You didn't ruin our first date, it was just a small occurrence. Don't ever think that you tainted it when that asshole in my building did, not you. Our first date was perfect, just like this moment here is with us right now. It's just me and you, and no one else matters. Not managers, not coaches, not singing engagements, and not any hockey games. Just me and you." Mercedes insisted softly. She leaned and kissed Sam on the lips as he gripped her waist and deepened it. It was something about how she spoke about just them that made him want to ravish her right here in the pool. However, he was a gentleman. When she pulled away, he rested his forehead against hers and toyed with her bathing suit.
"I have a feeling that you are trying to get this off of me." Mercedes joked.
Sam chuckled, "Maybe." Mercedes moved away from Sam and got out of the jacuzzi, slipping off the bathing suit, leaving nothing to the imagination as she walked to the private outdoor shower. Sam was left sitting there speechless, but he quickly followed suit and hopped out of the tub, discarding his trunks. When he made it to the shower, Mercedes was in the middle of cutting the water on when he grabbed her and pushed her up against the wall. His hands caressed her nude skin as hers did the same. His hand gently wrapped around her neck, causing Mercedes to let out a slight gasp as he used his legs to part her own. His other hand reached down and cupped her feminity so smoothly that her knees buckled, but Sam wasn't about to let her fall.
"There is something so sexy about you that I just can't put my finger on it." He whispered in her ear as he fingered her slowly and tortured her. Mercedes tried bucking against his fingers to give her more, but he would not budge as he kept up the pace.
"Everyone thinks you are so innocent, but I know the truth. You like this, don't you? You revel in it. That's why you want me to go faster, isn't that why?" Sam said again.
"S-Sam, please." Mercedes whimpered against him as she let her head fall back with the water running down them. Sam leaned down, stopping his movement as he made it to her ear.
"Beg for it." He spoke.
"Please, please, please, Sam, I want to cum on your fingers. Please go faster," Mercedes begged, not caring that she sounded this weak when it came to him. Without question, Sam moved his hands skillfully inside Mercedes, taking her higher as he fingered her faster, paying extra attention to her clit. She was becoming a moaning mess, and by the way she clenched his hand, he knew that it was close.
"Don't cum yet," Sam spoke.
"What?" Mercedes answered.
"Don't cum yet." He growled. Mercedes started to think about dead cats, but it was something that proved challenging as Sam was very good at what he was doing. Finally, after what felt like years, he let her cum, and she did all over his hand in the shower. She nearly fell on the ground with how powerful her orgasm was, but Sam was there rinsing her off and making sure she hadn't fallen as she placed soothing kisses all over her skin.
Mercedes and Sam had made their way to his bedroom as they scrolled through the endless streaming apps, looking for something to watch. Mercedes had put on one of Sam's old high school jerseys to wear, while Sam wore a pair of boxers and nothing else. He laid down with Mercedes sprawled across his legs as she scrolled aimlessly through social media.
"I have to be on tour in three weeks, and I know your season just started, but I don't want to stop doing this with you." Mercedes pointed out. Sam looked down at Mercedes on his legs, looking as stunning as ever.
"So what do you propose?" Sam questioned.
"I still want to talk to you, get to know you get to kiss you, all of the things, because as much as this frightened me at first, I am having fun, Sam," Mercedes said honestly. Sam put his remote down pulled Mercedes up to him, and kissed her on the lips.
"I am having fun with you too, but importantly, I am having fun with you in private. If we are going to do this my one non-negotiable is that we stay out of the spotlight until we are both ready." Sam insisted. "I do not do well with the public in my business, especially when it comes to my relationship Mercedes."
"Understood, loud and clear." Mercedes smiled.
"Good, because I would hate to have to give these Evans kisses away to someone else." He joked. Mercedes mushed him in his chest and rolled her eyes before kissing him. In this moment they both felt content and it was something that they hoped lasted for a long time.