Mercy

Chapter 39

My back rested against the warm seat of the car as I listened to Alex and Trenton argue back and forth about petty subjects that made no sense. I did my best to tune them out so I could think; I had been out of town for a whole week which meant I hadn’t seen Sam in a week. My heart quickened its beat just at the thought of her. Even though I had been away there wasn’t a minute that went by that I wasn’t thinking about her; I had even checked in with Lacy multiple times a day just to keep tabs on her. I didn’t want to come across as that over protective boyfriend but I worried about her. There was this constant feeling deep in my chest telling me that it was my job to keep her safe. She was so naturally good that it worried me that someone might take advantage of her goodness. Boyfriend… That was a new word for me to use. Thinking back, I couldn’t even remember if I had ever had a real girlfriend, I had never wanted one before. Before Sam I was never content with just cuddling with someone. Before her I needed physical attention but now all I wanted was her. Although I know when we do get physical it will be the best thing I have ever experienced but I am willing to wait until she’s ready. She was the best thing I’d ever experienced in general so anything with her was bound to be mind blowing for me. I did my best to push all these heavy thoughts out of my head. Tonight, was going to be fun and I would get to have her by my side and hopefully she would get to have fun as well.

We all climbed out of the car, the guys always went for the gory type of costume but every year I wore the same one. I wasn’t really a dress up kind of guy in the first place so this just made it easier; plus, it kind of became my signature look. I made one hell of a Priest. Well as priestly as I could look with my clergy shirt and my ripped black jeans. It wasn’t extravagant but it did the job.  My fingers smoothed down the front of my shirt and I checked my collar in the mirror as the guys coated themselves in fake blood.

When we got inside the party was already in full swing, people dancing and drinking; some already drunk. The music was loudly vibrating against the walls; the house was lit up with orange black lights, leaving lots of darkened areas for people to sneak off to. “Hey Alex, when will the girls be here?” I yelled, making sure he could hear me over the pulsing music. He glanced at his phone for a moment, “They should be here any minute. We can wait near the front door for them if you want.” Alex knew I didn’t want Sam and Lacy out of our sight all night. We were on high alert after what had happened at the night club and what had happened with the warehouse. It all just didn’t settle right with me. I nodded and we made our way over to the side of the room. I leaned against the wall, crossing my arms over my chest as my eyes scanned the room. My eyes kept a look out for any of Travis’ frat brothers and for some lesser liked ex-colleagues of mine. There was a sharp elbow jab to my ribs, which snapped me out of my deep thought. “What the hell Alex…” I growled, shooting him a glare. He just laughed and pointed to the door.

My mouth went dry as my eyes met the target he was pointing out. It was Sam.  She was dressed in a very risqué devil costume and I couldn’t help but let out a chuckle from the sheer comedic value of our costume choices. My eyes were glued to her as the girls made their way over to where we were standing. “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” My eyes scanned over her again now that she was close enough for me to see her in detail. She gave me her signature sweet smile with a hint of nervousness. “A priest? Really?” She choked out followed by a fit of giggles. Seeing her like this made my chest burn with happiness. Sam was usually very shy, reserved and maybe even nervous but tonight she looked happy; it was nice to see her like that. “Yeah, do I not make a good Priest?” I wiggled my brows at her and placed a soft kiss to her red lips. “But you…you on the other hand are definitely out of character.” Her eyes looked deep into mine as if she was debating on saying what was on her mind. “It’s like we have traded personalities for the day.” I let my jaw fall slightly. “You think I’m the devil?” Gasping playfully, I couldn’t believe she said that. She took her bottom lip between her teeth, biting it gently. Oh, how I wanted to bite that lip of hers. Sometimes it was so hard to control myself, she was so perfect. “Well you sure as hell make me want to do a lot of bad things.” She whispered seductively, her lips curled into a smirk as she watched me wither under her words. Fuck. How do you respond to something like that?

I took in a shaky breath as I tried my best to compose myself. She was right about one thing, having her close made me want to do a lot of very bad things. She slipped her hand into mine and pulled me towards the dance floor. Now, dancing wasn’t something I ever did but the thought of having her rubbing all over me was more than enough to keep me from fighting her. My hands slipped around her waist, locking onto her hips as I pulled her close. He body pressed against mine perfectly, like it was made for me. I buried my face into her neck, enjoying the sweet smell of ‘Sam’ as our bodies moved together to the music.

We spend most of the evening pressed together on the dancefloor. We didn’t need to speak we just needed to be close to one another, it filled the void deep in my chest. After several dances we made our way to the kitchen for a drink. She chose a water and handed me a beer. I felt guilty drinking while she sipped on water, but I knew why she felt the need to stay sober.  We snuggled against each other on the far end of the kitchen enjoying some small talk when a harsh voice rang out through the kitchen, “Liam, baby doll!” Bianca screeched. It was obvious she was trashed by the way she waltzed into the kitchen. I grimaced when I saw her costume, she was dressed as a naughty nun. Sam’s grip on my waist as she tugged me closer drew my attention back to her. There was something so comforting about being in her arms, there weren’t words that could explain how it felt.

“AHEM!?” Bianca’s obnoxious voice drew my attention back to her as she moved closer to us. Instinctively I stepped forward so that I stood slightly in front of Sam, in a protective manner. “What do you want?” I growled under my breath, the annoyance clear as day. “I came to get you for a dance and to do some body shots.” She hissed, every time she spoke it made me nauseous, I don’t know how I ever put up with her. “Bianca, I am spending the evening with my girl and to be completely honest even if I weren’t with her I still wouldn’t spend a single second with you.” I smiled sweetly at her as I pulled Sam back into my arms.

Bianca suddenly turned her attention to Sam, as she gritted her teeth. “You are a stupid boyfriend stealing bitch!” She cursed, getting closer to Sam. “He will dump you when he gets bored and he will come back to me.” She spat. I started to open my mouth but before I could say anything Sam had jumped forward and tackled Bianca to the floor.

“You, stupid bitch!” Sam yelled as she began to lay into Bianca. “Stay. The hell. Away. From. My. BOYFRIEND!” She screamed between each hit. I stood there stunned for a second before reaching down and scooping Sam’s tiny body from her. “Whoa, baby.” I chuckled as she tried to buck her way out of my arms to get to Bianca. “Liam, let me go!” She protested as I tossed her over my shoulder and headed towards the front door. “No ma’am, I can’t do that.” I laughed, patting her butt a couple times as we stepped out the door and headed towards my car.