Mine // Sam Wilkinson

Part // XIX

Claire's POV

Ever since we surprised the boys in DC, we've all been inseparable.

I don't know how I've been so lucky to have such an amazing guy in my life for the past four months.

Tonight, he's taking me on our third date of the week. Sam always has surprises for me.

He's been staying in our guest house that's just a few feet from our pool in the backyard. He's only here for another week until he goes back to Omaha with Nate.

My parents both have been gone on work trips so it's just been Sam, Scott, and I.

Scott and Sam get along so well now and they love to hangout when I'm at school, which is pretty weird but... oh well.

I couldn't decide what to wear tonight. Sam told me to dress nice, but that could mean so many things.

I decided on a slim black dress with a gold necklace and my favorite heels.

I walked down the stairs to see Sammy and Scott on the couch watching football.

Boys will be boys.

They must've heard the clicks of my heels hitting the hardwood floor because they directed their attention towards me walking to get some water.

"My god..." Sammy's jaw was dropped as a smile slowly crept across his face as he stood up.

Scott looked at me wide eyed, "You look stunning, Claire."

"Thanks, boys," I smiled before turning to put my cup in the sink, "Sammy, are you ready? Our reservations are in like twenty minutes and didn't you say we have a little drive?"

"About that..." He looked down at his feet, smirking.

I looked at him, confused.

"We don't have reservations anywhere. Seeing you dressed up was just for me. I have something better for you in mind. Go grab some sandals just in case. Be down in no longer than five minutes," He was smiling wider than I've ever seen him.

What did this boy have in mind?