Sam Evans And Mercedes Jones Novels & Stories

But underneath it all, my mind kept drifting back to the past. Sam had been a huge part of my life once. We had dreamed of a future together, though those dreams eventually drifted apart. Seeing him again now, after so much years, stirred emotions i thought i had buried long ago. I wondered if he felt the same, but that is so hard to know.. His demeanor was polished and businesslike, making me surprise and difficult to believe that he was the Sam i fell in love with. The meeting finally came to a close, Sam stood up, extending his hand. “Thank you for your time, Emma Jones. I hope we can work together on this.”

We were silent the entire ride to Queens, both lost in our thoughts. Cameras flashed on our way as we stepped out of the limo. This is the first time the media is catching Evan and me together, holding hands. This is also the first time they have seen me in public with someone, so it didn’t surprise me that we gathered more attention than the exhibit itself. I’m actually expecting this. Evan let my hand go, making me frown, but soon sighed at feeling his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer. Questions were thrown at us, Evan remained collected as the security seized the press away from our path.

"I'll need to check with my Mistress to see if she has an objection, but I wouldn't anticipate an issue." "How is your Mistress?" "She's doing very well. She's had children, twins, you know?" "I didn't know that. Wonderful news, I'm sure. Who's the father?" "Sam Evans. I should tell you I'm pregnant, too." "Planned?" "Oh, yes. Very planned." "Who's the father?" "Same father, Sam Evans." "Who the fuck is this Sam Evans guy?" "You'd know if you ever came to visit." "Jesus. Most lesbian ex-girlfriends don't want to see their ex-boyfriends."

Every word she spoke had a mesmirizing charm. No one noticed Sam clenched his fist till his knuckles turned white. He kept his composure and let the situation play out. "No Elena, the other news about a car accident." Emily cut Elena off. "Two weeks ago, Sam was in a car accident. He was seriously injured. He has Amnesia and he doesn't know any of us. So let him go if you haven't noticed he is feeling awkward." "Your bluntness know no bounds Emily" Jackson sighed as he held his head.

We headed down the road in Ethan’s truck. I was squished between Ethan and Justin in the center seat of the bench. Still, it felt nice as I rested my head on Justin’s shoulder and my fingers laced with Ethan’s. I’d need them to handle this trip. “I gave one of the new homes to Sam. Her and Emmett have been staying together.” “So she didn’t reject him?” Ethan squeezed my hand. “She didn’t. She hasn’t marked him but when she heard what you did, I think she thought it only right for her to give him a chance as well.”

I say, “But you're not the only one.” He tilts his head, “Are you sure?” I nod, “If what you say is true, he will call.” I felt that pull to Sam. After talking with Vincent, I realized why. I touched the cheek that I was kissed on as I held out my phone. It begins to ring and I answer. ***Phone call on speaker*** Sam Fall: Eva, are you ok? Eva Sims: Highly confused, but not as much as Vincent is right now. Vincent Black: How?

But my reaction wasn’t the only one worth noting. Ethan froze beside me. For the first time since we walked into this building, his composure cracked. His body tensed, his jaw tightened, and his fingers twitched slightly at his side. Sam’s green eyes flickered with something unreadable as she took in the scene before her. She was just as mesmerizing in person—if not more. She wore a fitted cream-colored jumpsuit that accentuated every perfect curve, her long brunette hair cascading effortlessly down her back. For a split second, an unspoken exchange passed between her and Ethan.

Sam teased as he pulled Eva to him. “Honestly, it's a bit overwhelming” mumbled Eva. At times like these she wished she was still at the pack house with her family. Sam placed a gentle kiss on Eva's forehead as reassurance and embraced her. Eva took in a deep breath and sighed in bliss. Being close to Sam calmed her nerves and eased any tension she had. The night sky above the happy couple shined with multiple bright stars. All was well in the world at this precise moment as the pair enjoyed each other’s embrace.

Johnson and went further into the left wing of the office to serve them the drinks and snacks. The two guests who had arrived with Mr. Johnson sat away on another long chair in Ethan's office. Their hands were holding some documents while smiling at their boss's compliment. Ethan was also holding a file in his hands. His lips remained shut, not saying anything, nor smiling. "Sir, my name is Eva Brooks," I replied with a shy smile. "Oh, Eva. I think I heard that name recently. You are Jacob Stone's ex-fiancée who cheated on him with another rich man at the Owen's Hotel, right? I thought as much. You're so pretty," Mr. Johnson remarked, and my face turned pale.

Evan: Can I see you tonight? I closed my eyes. Me: I shouldn’t. Evan: Please. I typed, deleted, typed again. Me: An hour. That’s all. Evan was already there when I arrived. He stood by the window, hands in his pockets, tension etched into every line of his body. “You look exhausted,” he said. “So do you,” I replied. He turned. “Something’s wrong.” I let out a breath. “Ethan took the fall.” Evan froze. “What?”