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Without A Hitch; PG-13
Topic Started: Wednesday Nov 23 2005, 02:50 PM (1,023 Views)
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Chapter 1

Sami dried her tears and dumped the rest of her drink. ‘I shouldn’t get so overworked about this,’ she thought to herself as she watched it swirl down the drain. But how could she not? Seeing Lucas and Manda all over each other was…disturbing.

Sami took a glance at her watch, “Lucas should be home by now,” she said to an empty room, “Time to right some of tonight’s wrongdoings.” She grabbed her purse off of the counter and glanced quickly into the mirror to check her reflection before heading over to Lucas’s apartment.

She stopped by the door questioning if she should knock. ‘No,’ her thought interjected ‘It just wouldn’t be as much fun.’ She tried the handle; he didn’t even lock the door. She flung it open and sashayed her way into the room. “You can leave now.” She said boldly.

Manda who was previously entangled in Lucas’s arms with her tongue down his throat managed to jump at least three feet in the air. She let out a strangled cry as she tried to extract herself from her fall on to the floor. “Haven’t you ever heard of knocking?”

“No I obviously missed that lesson at finishing school,” Sami retorted, “Now if you don’t mind I would like to speak to the father of my son…alone!”

Manda stood her ground but her voice was wavering, “What if I do mind?” She was given a flash of the patented Sami death glare. “Right, well, I can see this is a very important issue you two need to discuss,” She scuttled towards the door. “Lucas I, I’ll, call you later.”

“Bye, bye now.” Sami said with a mock sweetness she almost choked on. She gave a little finger wave and pushed Manda the rest of the way out the door.

She wore a cheshire grin as she turned back towards Lucas, it was infectious and he soon wore one similar. “Finishing school?” he asked.

“I had to think of something.”

“Sami Brady; always has to have the last word.”

“Of course.” She cleared her throat. “So?”

“So what exactly?”

“Did your mother fall for our little plan?”
Chapter 2

“Took you long enough to get here.”

Sami walked slowly towards him. “Had to make it look real.”

“Any longer with that bore, I might have needed a one way trip to Salem’s nearest psychotherapist, assuming that there are any left.”

“That could be arranged you know.” Sami defiantly crossed her arms over her chest.

“I have the distinct impression you’re unhappy with me.”

“Couldn’t you have restrained yourself a little bit? That display at Alice’s was completely disgusting, I’ve spent the entire evening resisting the urge to regurgitate. As charming as that sounds.”

“Had to make it look real, right?” If she wanted to play this game he was going to throw it right back at her.

Sami flashed an icy glare. “You’re acting like you’re angry with me,” she replied nonchalantly.

Lucas lifted himself off of the couch. “Yah, you know what I am. You still have a lot of explaining to do.”

“What are you talking about?”

“That kiss!”

Sami tried to blow it off “What kiss?”

“You know what kiss,” his voice low and borderline threatening.

“We’ve already been over this,” Sami snapped dismissively.

“Nice try, but you keep blowing it off like it’s not important.”

Sami rolled her eyes with exasperation. “It is and was never important.” Lucas returned a cold stare. “Lucas I can’t believe you are being so sensitive about this. We’ve already been through this, it was just a kiss on the cheek...it was completely innocent. It meant nothing.”

“You know that’s not even really what’s bothering me.”

“Now you’re just not making any sense.”

He wasn’t about to let her get off that easily. “Why?”

“Why? What kind of question is that? Why what?”

“If it meant nothing then why did you stay?”

“You are acting like an over possessive ogre!”

“Why?”

Sami turned away from him and muttered something incoherently.

“Sorry, what was that? I didn’t quite hear you.”

“I was getting information from him. There are you happy?” Sami flung herself around to face him again. “He came up to me at the bar, and we talked. He had some information I could use.”

Lucas stayed quiet for a few moments before he spoke. “Information for what?”

“I…” Sami felt the familiar sinking of guilt. Could she actually tell him she was trying to bring down his mother? What would he think? Would he forgive her? “I can’t tell you.”

“Of course typical Sami.” Lucas fell back into the couch. “I don’t know what I was thinking.” He gave a short laugh. “Like we could actually make this work.”

Sami sunk down beside him. “What are you talking about? Things are finally going our way. You’re mother is out of the way and it’s just the two of us.”

“Until the entire town finds out what we just pulled.”

“Let’s not worry about that right now,” She leaned in close her lips brushing against his “And I was talking about the fact that Will is at camp.”

“And angry with us.” His mind was trying to brush off her closeness but his body was becoming all the more aware of it. “We’ve gone too far this time.”

“Mmm…” She slowly the cowboy hat that still sat precariously on his head.

“We lied to our son.”

“You’re just determined to ruin this aren’t you? I would prefer to call it…omitting the truth.” She slowly traced his lips with the tips of her fingers accentuating her point. “We need to do this for ourselves and not worry so much about whether we’ll hurt his feelings in the long run.”

“So we hurt them now?” He tried desperately to cling to reason but the molten lava coursing through his veins was starting to fill his head with other thoughts. “It went too far.”

Sami started pulling at the collar of his shirt. “You’re right. I was a very bad girl.” She grinned evilly “Maybe you should punish me.”

“Could we please be serious?”

“I don’t want to be serious right now, I’m tired of being serious. I think right now we should be celebrating our victory.” Her lips crashed into his as she tried to kiss him with as much abandon as she could muster.

Suddenly it became far too warm for all those clothes. Her hands fumbled at the buttons on his shirt.

“Hey, could you leave some on the shirt this time.”

She giggled “You and all your rules.”

“Well if you keep ruining all my shirts I’ll have to go without.”

She finally freed him from his shirt, tossing it behind her. She ran her hands up his torso. “Not seeing the problem with that.”

He leaned towards her nipping at her lips, then moving to press his lips to the hollow of her neck. Her flesh burned and all of her nerve endings tingled. The shirt needed to come off…NOW. She blindly sought the edges and tore it off over her head. Lucas used the newly exposed skin to his advantage, running his hands over her smooth skin in a teasing trail up to her breasts. Her lips fought to reclaim his.

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

Sami sighed, “Shit.” They both sat silent for a moment, hoping the intruder would walk away. Another knock came.

Lucas picked himself off of the couch and pressed a kiss to her forehead as he walked towards the door. He glanced through the peephole, “Shit.” He glanced at Sami.

She caught the look, “Shit.”
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