David entered the same club he’d met Sam in. He walked up to the bar, greeting the bartender and ordering himself a drink. He couldn’t help feel a little disappointed Mark refused to come with him, but then Mark had someone waiting for him at home now. Envy filled David as he downed the drink the bartender gave him then turned to scan the crowd. Several women already filled the place, many of them attractive, but he didn’t feel motivated to talk to any of them. He turned and ordered another drink. Maybe this had been a dumb idea, he thought as a blonde woman walked up to him. With a coy smile on her brightly painted lips and her fingers twirling her hair, she leaned towards him just enough to give him a nice view.
“Hello,” he said with a smile he didn’t feel, “like to dance?”
“I would love to!”
Sam sat in the window seat staring at the sun sink slowly into the city skyline. A few snowflakes fell slowly to the street below. She always thought she’d hate big cities but since she moved to Indianapolis she found she loved it. It was exactly what she needed. A fresh start or close as she could get to one. David was never very far from her mind. She had thought about calling him several times. Sam even dialed his number a few times but quickly hung up. She was just too ashamed of herself. He probably had already moved on and didn’t want to hear from or see her. It was selfish, but Sam didn’t think she could stomach that kind of rejection from him.Sam sighed pushing a strand of hair out of her eyes and blinking back tears that threatened to fall. She looked at the open textbook opened. Sam tried to go back to reading the paragraph, but like the last five times she tried to read it, Sa
Four hours later Sam entered her apartment throwing her bag to the corner. Thanks to Robert she still wasn’t able to read the chapter. All she could think about was his plan for New York and whether or not to go. Despite her fear of being in the same city as David, no matter how big it was, she was considering it.After another few hours of silent contemplation, Sam pulled her cell out of her purse calling Tabby as she threw herself on the couch. “Hey Sam, what’s up,” Tabby answered melodically.“Hey Tabby, that invitation still good for Christmas break?”“Of course, it is,” Tabby said, sounding reserved.“Then I think I’ll go.”Tabby squealed so lo
The restaurant looked nice, which didn’t surprise Sam any, Tabby always had good taste. They sat at the table the waiter led them to. Tabby and Robert chatted away, they seemed to get along very well, but Sam wasn’t listening. She was lost in her thoughts while she looked out the window of the restaurant, remembering that fateful weekend that had brought her and Tabby to the city for the first time.It seemed like a lifetime ago and she wasn’t the same person anymore. That carefree and happy Sam was gone and replaced by the worried and guilt-ridden Sam, who wasn’t sure if she could remember what being happy was like anymore. Her thoughts turned to David, she wondered as she had done so many times before. Where he was, what he was doing, who was he with? She felt her pulse quicken as she thought he could be possibly any one of the people that busily rushed past by the window.
David sat on the sofa looking out at the city skyline with an untouched beer in his hand. After that lunch, with Tabby, he’d stopped using women as a distraction. Seeing the hurt he was causing was all he needed to realize the horrible person he was turning into.With a newfound determination, he made himself forget about Sam and he thought he had successfully done it until he accidentally heard Tabby talking with Mark. She was sounded so excited that David couldn’t help but listen in. He couldn’t believe how those few simple words, “Sam’s coming to New York,” had affected him.David came to realize he hadn’t even come close to moving on. Despite his anger, he couldn’t help but feel a small hope that she was coming to see him too. But as always with Sam, she was nothing but betrayal and pain he realized as Tabby m
“Why the hell do you give a damn?” David demanded. Honestly, he wasn’t sure how to answer him.Robert frowned at him, looking displeased which pleased David just fine.“Well David, Samantha loves you,” Robert said with the same casualness Tabby had used.David stood there too shocked to say anything.“Unfortunately she is too scared of your reaction and losing you all over again to actually come here and tell you so herself,” Robert finished.Still surprised by what he said, David let his anger answer for him. “So basically she is a chicken shit coward and sent her boy toy to do the dirty work?”“Watch it,&rdq
When Sam finally woke it was already late in the morning. She stretched then rolled over onto her stomach still not ready to get up. She knew as soon as she did, everyone was going to be telling her to talk to David. Why did every friend she have want to butt in her life and tell her what she should do? Couldn’t she just be left alone to do as she wished? Sam frowned when a knock on the door answered her.Speak of the devil she thought sourly and she turned her head away from the door with no intention of opening it. Just a few more hours. She only needed a few more hours then she would be ready to deal with her friends. Snuggling into the pillow, Sam proclaimed it her new best friend with a smile on her face. The knocking ceased and Sam sang victory bringing the blankets to her chin, that was until her door opened and Robert walked in.She stared a
David stood out of the club, surprised by how nervous he was. Mark had already gone in, but David still stood on the sidewalk. He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself and entered the crowded club. It didn’t take long for David to find Sam among the crowd. His heart stumbled at the sight of her. She was at a table talking to the Pansey. David rubbed his still sore jaw while he watched the two. When he caught Robert’s eye, the other man gave him a small nod. Just as they planned, he made some kind of excuse to leave Sam.David frowned, watching with jealousy as she pleaded with Robert to stay then looked hurt when he refused. It was easy to see she wasn’t the same woman he’d first met in this club. She was paler and thinner than he remembered, with a general air of defeat about her. Slowly he managed to get himself walking towards her when she suddenly got up,
The trip to his apartment never seemed longer, as David glanced over towards Sam. He couldn’t believe she was sitting right next to him and he was going to take her home. His blood was boiling and his body was burning when they got to his apartment. As soon as he closed the door he pulled her against him and he trailed desperate kisses down her neck wrapping one arm around her waist and the other hand buried itself in her beautiful brown hair. She giggled quietly.“You’re not even going to show me your apartment first?” she asked him teasingly with a rough, husky voice, God how he missed that sound.“There is only one room you need to see right now,” He told her picking her up and tossing her over his shoulder. She screamed in surprise.“Oh God, David what are you doing?&rdq