Married to a Drake [Samuel Drake X Reader] {The Lost Legacy}

Part 22

Flashback

A couple weeks had past of Sam and (Y/N) meeting up - mainly with him coming through the window. Today was no different from any other. They sat on her bed with her head laid across his lap talking about something and nothing.

The two had become a lot closer, stealing hugs and kisses here and there but it never meaning anything.

Not until now.

Sam leans down, kissing her lightly and her hand reaches for his hair. He pulls away suddenly, making her sit up at his abrupt movements and he stands, running a hand through his hair.

"I can't do this." He states, grabbing his denim jacket off the desk and going to window.

"Woah, slow down there cowboy." She says, standing in front of him and stopping him going further. "You can't do what, exactly?" She questions, an eyebrow raised.

"This." He motions between them. "Me and this girl - Crystal - we've been on and off for a while, I don't want to be like that with you."

"Then don't."

Sam looks puzzled at her response. "What are you saying?"

"I like where we are, Sam, I really do. But maybe things going further wouldn't be such a bad idea?" (Y/N) asks. The jacket falls and he steps forward, his face agonisingly close to hers with his hand on the back of her neck.

"What do you want?" She whispers, her eyes fluttering to his lips.

He regards her with admiration and love, tucking a strand of her (H/C) behind her ear and giving her his signature smirk.

"You."

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The covers pulled over them, (Y/N) listens to the steady rhythm of Sam's heartbeat, her finger tracing across his chest. He glances over at the clock and his eyes widen. "Baby, I gotta go."

She sits up, keeping the covers close and frowns as he stands quickly, pulling on his jeans. "Why?"

"I gotta go see Nathan. Show him the bike, remember?" Sam reminds her, tugging the top over his head.

"Tell him I said hi." (Y/N) says, giving him a kiss goodbye.

The couple clear the area, standing from their crouched positions and Sam stretches. "Back to it."

"We gotta keep following the bridge. Meet them at the end somehow." (Y/N) states, holstering her gun.

They rush back to their jeep, taking off down a path that follows the tracks all the way to the bridge. A comfortable silence washes over them and Sam can't help but stare at his lover, the wind blowing strands of hair and her eyes concentrated on the terrain ahead.

"(Y/N)..."

She hums in response.

"I think it's time."

"What are you talking about." She laughs.

"To grow up. Have a kid. After this, let things die down for a while." He states and she looks at him.

"Are you serious?" She breathes out and the car veers to the side, making Sam grab the wheel and pull them back. "Jeez woman are you trying to kill us? But yes I'm serious."

"I thought you were joking or at least meant a few years back with Asav." (Y/N) says.

"Maybe a couple of years. Get some money together."