Peter Sam From Thomas And Friends Novels & Stories

“Think of it this way—you trust your Beta as I trust my own.” Daisy’s eyes widen, her mouth forming a small ‘o’ as something clicks in her mind. Aiden chuckles and looks at Peter. “You’re my longest and most trusted friend, Peter. I know you well… just don’t fuck it up this time, got it?” Peter nods and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. “I would never dream of it. I won’t lose this chance, nor will I take it for granted.” He kisses the top of my head, my face warming. “Samuel is my mate… all mine. I won’t screw it all up ever again.”

Following his question, the atmosphere in the room became heated with sexual tension. "I… I'm Sammy Evans," replied the young woman shyly as she sat on Peter's lap. Then, she turned around to flash me a provocative smile. My expression stiffened. I tried to smile, but I failed spectacularly, and it faded into a grimace. "Sammy, huh?" I murmured her name under my breath with trembling lips. Sammy was Samantha Hartley's nickname. Samantha had been Peter's first love, who had unfortunately passed away at a young age.

“Get out! What have you been learning outside? The etiquette I taught you, you fed it to the dog?!” Sam was still unsatisfied, pointing at Amelia. “Her? A medical genius? Grandpa, don’t you know she’s the one who was ranked last in your school?!” Bang! Peter hit him again, even harder. “Apologize!” Sam pouted, unresigned. “Sorry.” Amelia wasn’t fazed, merely raising an eyebrow. Peter smiled awkwardly at the camera. “Amelia, this kid always talks nonsense, don’t mind him. I’ll make sure grandpa cuts off his credit card later…”

Ryle asked, “maybe in the car somewhere?” Peter shrugged, “maybe, I’d need to check my car.” “Chase,” Ryde said. Chase moved from his spot next to Sam and saluted. Ryder snorted and rolled his eyes at his little brother, “please take Peter to his care and help him find a receipt or anything that can help us figure out where they came from.” “On it boss,” Chase said with another salute and motioned to Peter and pointed to the door. Peter stood, placed a small kiss on Sam’s forehead and walked out the door with Chase. Ryle looked at Sam, “you doing, okay?” she asked. “Is Peter treating you, okay?” she asked.

“Hey, you know Iron Man, right? His real name is Tony Stark, but he doesn’t have powers, so he made a suit for the bad guys! Like Batman!” Sam had his head cocked to the side listening to what I was saying. “Hey, want to play?” Sam dropped in a playful manner and his tail started wagging. I laughed and tried to tag him, but he jumped away every time I tried to catch him. We ran around the yard until we were all called over by his dad. They were all standing around a giant rock with a huge paw print on it.