lean; s.w.

3.3

kayden delamare

beautiful might be an understatement because this view from mine and sam's hotel room is legit. it's a view of the pool and the hotel is on a hill so you get a whole view los angeles from where we're staying.

"babe, you gonna unpack or keep staring at our view" sam calls my attention back. i walk away from the balcony shutting the doors and making my way over to sam who is barely unzipping his suitcase.

i throw my bag onto the bed and open it to start putting my stuff in the drawers since we'll be here for a week or two. "i can't believe how much la has changed in almost eight years. i mean it hasn't changed but it has, ya know" i lay on the bed pushing my bag to the side to get a bit more comfortable.

"so i see i'll be getting some while we're here" sam smirks holding up a black lingerie one piece. "no. does gilinsky like kinky stuff" i jokingly tell sam yanking the thin fabric from his hands.

his jaws starts to clench and his fists start to ball. he pulls me closer and whispers in husky and seductive voice, "you're mine, okay?" he looks at me and i bit my lip. i look up at threw my lashes trying to be seductive too and whisper back, "okay, daddy. i'm yours" lust fills his eyes and just like that, i knew i had him.

"are you trying to get fucked because i mean if you are..." i shake my head then fall back onto the bed. not long after, sam is on top of me, laying his head on my stomach, his arms wrapped around my waist and legs in between mine. i run my fingers threw his hair in a soothing way.

"goodnight babygirl" sam says sleepily cuddling to me "we didn't finish unpacking though and you didn't shower" i point out and he looks up at me with puppy dog eyes. i roll my eyes and get up to finish unpacking for the both of us and to go shower.

after doing everything i needed to do, i slowly crawl into bed and lay on my stomach, instantly feeling an arm wrap around my waist. sam scoots up closer to the headboard then places a kiss on my forehead then on my hair. i smile and fall asleep still smiling like an idiot.

i'm crazy about this boy and he doesn't even know it.

*

"would've came back for you, but i just needed time to do what i had to do" i sang along with sam while i got dressed to go food shopping with him due to us having a kitchen in the hotel room.

"omg, this is my jam, turn it up" i yelled while rapping along to wet dreamz. "she was in my math class, long hair, brown skin with the fat ass. Sat beside me, used to laugh, had mad jokes" i nod my head up and down repeatedly to the song while it played through my speakers. "you know, in a way this kind of describes us" sam points out and smile throwing a pair of jeans on the bed.

"she said, 'oh you a pro homie? well i want you to show me' " i continued throwing a decent shirt on the bed. " 'cause when i seen them thighs on her and then hips on her and them lips on her. got me daydreaming, man what i'm thinking how she rides on it, if she sits, if she licks on it. make it hard for me to stand up" sam joins in and turn around in a amazement and shock since he rapped for me.

i walk over to him and smile, "no, that was a one-time thing" he tells due to me practically silent begging him to continue. i pout out my lip and walk away to go freshen up a little more.

i put on a black deep v neck spaghetti strap camisole with a flannel, black jeans and a pair of thigh high boots with small heels on them.

"ready" i nodded my head grabbing my long black leather bag and phone. sam grabbed my right hand while i grabbed the room key with the other.

"did you call the uber" i asked sam while pressing the button waiting for the elevator to come get us. he shook his head, "no, gilinsky's letting us borrow one of his cars while we're out here" we walked into the elevator and sam pressed the button to go down to the lobby.

"that was nice of him" sam nodded and in no time, the elevator had brought us down to the lobby and we walked out.

we walked in silence until we came upon a nice all white audi. sam opened the door for me and i got in waiting for him to get in also.

"target?" i nodded and turned on the radio waiting for something good to come on but obviously nothing good was one because they kept playing the same songs over and over again so i got out my phone and plugged it into gilinsky's aux cord.

music played throughout the whole car ride and we made small talk until we reached the huge red store. sam got out from his side and helped me out and we walked inside. "did you make a list" sam asked grabbing a red basket. "no, i figured we would just buy whatever you felt like eating tonight and buy whatever else we need while we're here" he nodded and we headed straight into the meat aisle.

"your total will be one hundred and seventeen dollars and thirty eight cents" the cashier told us and we both took out cash handing her the exact change. she took it from both our grasps and counted it to make sure it was right.

"have a nice day" the cashier told us with a smile and i returned it helping with the groceries.

"hold on, i want to go in here" i told sam going into the in-store starbucks. "hi, what can i get you" the cashier asks me while i'm looking at the menu even though i know what i want. "can i have the barbecue beef brisket on sourdough, the hearty veggie and brown rice salad bowl and two venti very berry hibiscuses" i ordered for both me and sam. "alrighty" she smiled then walked away to prepare my order.

{happy birthday sammy wilkinson!! - twelve/eleven/two thousand fifteen}