The lady In The Black Dress

Chapter 2

".....Ian Peters."
"We've meet Mr Andrew but I guess we didn't get a chance to get to know each...did we miss Andrews"
Frankly I wasn't in the best place to answer that I felt staring was my best option right now.
"Well then Ian meet my dearest daughter sa....."
"Sam not Samantha.... Sam Andrews." I always thought the name Sam had a much nicer trend to it than Samantha
"...... nice name for someone who doesn't seem to have manners,don't you think?"
My father apparently left us after I cut him short, I felt he just caused me a pain I didn't want to experience.
"Well, don't get me wrong Ian, but I'm not a mannerless child. It's nice to meet by the way."
I held my hand out for a handshake, he looked around and gave a sly grin before he grabbed my hands.
"Nice to meet you....Samantha."
There was just something about the way he called my name, I mean the shorten one seems cool and all but he pronounced the words with all comfort and sexiness.
"It's Sam by the way." I let go of his hand.
He walked towards me and leaned close to my ears
"It's cute but I like Samantha better."
He's side smile drove me crazy. He was bad and that was my escape route from this life and I knew he was so gonna take me away.
"Don't you think we're too close for people who just met some few minutes ago?" I whispered back in his ear. He grabbed my waist and pulled me to himself. Those eyes, they were extraordinary, arousing, dangerous...... and that's what I wanted so hungrily.
"Yes..... but you don't also mind if we dance, do you?"
He lead me to the dance floor and we swayed to the classical music that played. My dad was a fan of such classical parties but not me and either was my mom, seems like she had to keep those thoughts to herself.
"So what brings you hear, Ian?"
"Business but I think I found something else worth coming here for."
"Wow, handsome and a charming!"
He smiled. Gosh that smile can get me into so much trouble.
"Well, it takes years of practice and women."
"Then remind to be careful then."
"Please don't be, it's not necessary."
"Then what is?"
"What do you think?"
He spun me around so that he was behind me. He's minted breath spread throughout the side of my neck.
"I don't know."
"Then you wait and see......"
My boyfriend, Mark Salmon, he was hot headed and stubborn. He came towards Ian and I and grabbed me by the hand
"Mark, what do you think you're doing?"
"Who's this,sam?"
"None of your business."
He moved towards Ian, who just picked up a drink from a moving tray held by a waiter.
"Mark Salmon"
He held out a hand but it didn't seem Ian was interested.
"Look, I'm trying to be nice but I don't think you should be holding another man's girl like that."
He took a long sip of the alcohol he held in he's hand and looked over at me with that die for grin.
"See you Monday,Samantha and Mark, Ian's the name nice meeting you."
He took a long look at Mark then at me, he adjusted his suit jacket and left.
What did he mean by "see you Monday...."
Mark looked at me with disgust all over his face
"Sam, come with me"
I followed him up the stairs to my room.As I walked in he bolted the door behind me and I gave a jolt.
Mark and I have been presumably dating for 3 years but it's been an off and on kind of relationship. Once when we had a fight, he hit me so badly I couldn't see with my left eye for some time. His parents took him for some therapy or something for some time and I promised myself I would break up with him but I couldn't, he cane back begging he did he wouldn't do it again and I believed him. I was dumb. We got into little fights that got me injuries from the pushing and broken objects but he never hit me.
"Why were you with him?"
"Mark, can't I dance with anyone else other than you?"
"Technically, it's wrong cause you've got a boyfriend and you're in a relationship,remember that Sam?"
"Did you just call what we have a relationship?"
"Yes I did,Sam, isn't that what we're doing right now? Being in a relationship?"
"I think I'm done with all this rubbish!"
"What rubbish?"
"Us!!!!!  Us,Mark,Me and YOU!!!!" I raised my voice at him and I noticed he's expression.
"Why?"
"Why? Seriously that question? You fucking give me scars,Mark!!!!"
"When last did we have a fight,baby?" He came close to me and grabbed my arms but I pushed them out of he's reach.
"I don't care,Mark!!!"
"I'm trying, Sam! For both of us, I can't lose you,Sam! You make me feel like I can get through this."
He grabbed me into a hug and I melt into the warmth of him, he's changing I know that and I still had deep feelings for him.
"I know, baby."
"I'm sorry." He pulled me into a kiss, it was a long time since we made out as young adults in a relationship. He placed kisses down my neck and all of a sudden I felt my moan slip out my lips. I could feel he's hands did fiddle with my side zipper, I took the lead  and slipped myself dress without undoing the zipper, leaving me there in bare chest and a g-string. He took off he's jacket as I undid he's buttons on his shirt. The other piece of clothings came off easily after we fell on the bed and had sex.
We laid naked on my bed under the sheets, I forgot how sexy he looked after we had sex. He stared at me for a long time and I knew he wanted to say something so badly.
"Tell me, Mark" I nudged my head in his chest
"I love you Samantha."
I was in shock, I've waited so long for that words.
"Say something,Samantha?"
"Firstly, i prefer you call me Sam......"
He tickled me and I laughed so hard
"That's not what I wanted hear, and you know that!"
I stared at him for a long time, he's smile gradually turned in to a smile that was when I leaned it and kissed him.
"I love you,Mark."