After All (A Jordan Knight/Joe McIntyre Fanfiction)

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Sam was gorgeous, she had a lean, sexy body, and yes Joe was extremely attracted to her. He'd allowed himself to enjoy her company just a little too much. He had been lonely and she was there. They had fun together. She was a good friend. He had the best of both worlds with Sam. She was very easy on the eyes and she was just a lot of fun. And she was gay, so he didn't have to worry about things getting inappropriate. So why had he let Amber think Sam was a man?

Joe thinks back, to the last time he saw Amber. How her accusations had cut him deep. He'd been nothing but loyal to her and only her, even though she'd left him. Even though she'd lied to him and gotten pregnant. His anger got the better of him. He drank a lot after the show that night. More than he'd drank in a very long time.

Sam drank with him, she allowed him to vent and be angry. She was the only one he could vent to about his wife. She was the only one he could tell the truth to, about Amber getting pregnant,  about not wanting to be a father yet, and about how this was going to effect them all if it didn't work out. Sam listened, she always listened. Sometimes she gave advice, but mostly she just listened. Tonight though, she not only listens, she tries to comfort him. She takes his hand across the table. She feels so bad for him. And she feels like maybe it's her fault. She feels his pain and wishes she could make it go away.

A few more drinks and Joe's pain seems to have subsided, drowned in the massive amount of alcohol he'd consumed. Sam has a difficult time getting not only her own drunk ass into a cab, but Joe is particularly hard to control. So when she's finally able to get him seated in the back of the cab, she throws one leg over his. Joe looks down at her long leg, thrown over his leg, his eyes following the lean curve of her thighs up to the apex of her legs. His hand lays on her inner thigh, he wants to slide it up until it settles on the warmth between her legs. He tears his eyes away, he needs to shake these thoughts from his head. But when his eyes meet hers, she's staring at him. She'd caught him looking at her crotch like it was a meal and he was a starving man. There's heat in her eyes. He has to look away, before he gets himself burned. He can't tell if that's anger in her eyes or desire. He definitely sees trouble.

Joe stumbles out of the cab, Sam is doing her best to hold him up. She has his arm around her shoulders trying to steer him in the right direction of his bus. Once she successfully gets him onto his bus, she lets him fall onto his bed,  he'd gotten rid of the bunks and had a big bed installed to surprise Amber. Sam bends forward and helps Joe by taking off his shoes. When she stands back up, she's standing between his legs, looking down at him. He's removed his shirt, now he's fumbling with his belt, and having very little luck with it. "Here let me help you dummy." Sam moves his hands off his belt. Joe watches her hands on his belt, then on his button and his zipper. He watches her eyes widen when he lifts his ass and pushes his jeans off. She can't take her eyes off his huge member.

The look on her face, the way she bites her bottom lip. The way her breasts push against her thin tshirt everytime she inhales. The sound of her breath speeding up. Seeing she's turned on, really turns him on, making his cock grow harder and bigger. She stares down at him, unmoving. So Joe moves.

Sitting up, Joe's hands go to her hips, he pulls her towards him, as he lays back onto the bed. He pulls her down on top of him. Sam's lips are on Joe's instantly. They share a long, deep, passionate kiss. 
Sam begins taking off her pants. She's pushing them down her hips when she feels Joe's hands on her hands, stopping her.

"Sam, stop undressing. We can't do this. I'm sorry."

Thinking about how close he'd come to sleeping with another woman had plagued him since that night. Which had caused him to pull even farther away from Amber. Which may have cost him his wife. Joe needs advice, but right now he doesn't know who to talk to. He's pretty sure none of the guys are talking to him right now.

Fuck it!! Joe decides he doesn't care, Jordan can be mad at him all he wants to be. He's going to go talk to him anyway. "Jordan, can we talk?"

"No, we can't Joe." Jordan turns to walk away.

"J, come on. Please. I need my brother's advice. I know you're mad at me, but I didn't do what Amber told you I did. I didn't sleep with Sam. You punched me for no reason. I'm willing to forgive and forget if you'll give me the advice I need."

Jordan let's out a heavy sigh. He turns to look at Joe and starts laughing. "Oh damn Joe you're nose, is it broken?" Joe shakes his head, "No its just bruised. How's your eye?" Jordan shrugs. "Looks worse than it feels. I'll heal. What did you want to ask me?"

"How do I make Amber talk to me? She won't even tell me where she is. Where my son is. Jordan I need to see my wife and my son. She can't just walk away from us. And she can't keep my son from me. You've got to help me. Tell me what to do."

Jordan doesn't know what to tell Joe. "Joe I don't know what to tell you, she's not talking to me either. But I'm sure together we can figure out what we need to do."

This makes Joe happy. "So what did you do to make her mad?"

"She caught me and Andi."

Joe can't help but start laughing. "Sorry man, I know it's not funny, but it kind of is. When did she catch you two? And are you still seeing Andi?"

Jordan rolls his eyes, "No its not funny. I guess after her fight with you she came to my bus, and Andi answered the door, in only a sheet. Amber just walked away and didn't talk to me for two months. She finally got on the phone with me the day she went into labor. And all she did was argue with me about you and I both being cheaters."

"Sorry about that J. But you're right. We can figure this out together. First I need to tell you something."