Strangers, Friends and All the In Between

Chapter 7

I open my eyes slowly, them fluttering open. I don't recognise my surroundings. 'Where the hell am I? Oh, wait. Yeah, that's right. I'm at Sam's house.' The images from the night prior flood back into my head. 'Shit...I'm just lucky she didn't leave me.' I hear noises coming from the washroom. I stand up and walk over, seeing that the door is cracked open. I see Sam in there, washing her face. I walk up behind her, snaking both arms around her waist and giving her a kiss on her neck.

"Morning, baby," I say. I see her beautiful smile creep onto her face as she looks into the mirror at me.

"Morning, handsome," she responds. "God, you look so good without a shirt on. You should do it more." I smirk at her through the mirror.

"Yeah, but then I'd have more than just you all over me," I say with the intent of making her jealous.

"Don't worry. I'd fight 'em off," she replies with a wink to me in the mirror. I laugh at her response. I could not have heard a better response from anyone. "I would!" she says, offence in her voice.

"I know you would, baby. That's not what I'm laughing at. You gave the best answer I could've ever head," I say, kissing her cheek. "I got so lucky with you."

"So, did you two have a fun time last night?" her father's voice rang through her bedroom. I think he heard what I just said. I walked out to meet him, seeing him looking at the unopened condom on her nightstand.

"We didn't actually do much of anything. We talked until we fell asleep," I informed him.

"Ah, good man. You passed my test," he responds.

"Test?" I question. He looks at me and smiles, nodding his head.

"Yes, sir. I put the thought in your head to have sex with my daughter. I didn't actually want you to do anything. I'd kill anyone who took it that far with my daughter. Especially only after the first date. Any respectable man wouldn't go that far until at least a few dates."

"Well, I don't find it conducive to a relationship if you go in after one date. In fact, I plan to take it slow with your daughter," I state. He grasps my hand, giving it a firm shake before exiting the room. I walk back into Sam's washroom. I wrap my arms around her once again, laying my chin on her shoulder, and swaying back and forth slightly. "So, I think your dad likes me."

"Oh, he absolutely does. When I dated this other boy, he chased him out of the house, barely giving him any sort of chance. He seems totally chill around you," Sam replies, beginning to put on a little bit of makeup.

"Good, 'cause I really like being around you," I whisper in her ear, kissing her neck lightly with each word. I hear her whine as I pull away. "I need to get ready, love. I'm sorry." She sighs, letting me walk away.

I walk back into her room where my change of clothes along with my clothes from yesterday lay. I walk over to my suit that is lying on the floor and pick up each part, folding it and placing it on her bed. I walk over to the plastic bag that held my clothes to change in and pull them out. I place my suit in the bag, tying it shut and placing it back down. I pull on my extra clothes and walk over to her full body mirror, ruffling my hair to give it an almost sexy, lazy look.

"Oh, stop it. You look fine," Sam says from behind me. She caught onto what I was doing. I turn around and give a smile.

"What? I'm not doing anything, but messing with my hair."

"You're trying to make it look good, but it already looks good so you're wasting your time," she says, now standing in front of me. I put my hands on her hips.