Sin City Baby

“You done testing your fucking theory?” Logan asked. “Because I’m ready to see Sam.”

“I still don’t think this is a good idea,” I said.

“It’s all we’ve got. We’re two weeks out from Lauren’s wedding, and we have no idea what’s going on. Samantha has to talk with us, and if she won’t come to us then we have to go to her,” Liam said.

I was outnumbered, and I couldn’t hold them off any longer.

We settled into our rooms in the hotel suite I’d booked us for the weekend. Then, we headed out. Logan pulled into the driveway and we all hopped out, making our way for the porch. The good thing was that none of us saw her parents’ vehicles in the driveway, which meant less of a chance of confrontation. Liam lifted his hand and knocked on the door, and a few seconds later there she was.

Standing right in front of us.

With shock rolling over her features.

“What are you guys doing here?” Sam asked whispering.

“Can we talk with you?” Liam asked.

“My parents are home,” she said even softer.

“We don’t see their cars,” I said.

She glared at me before her gaze panned over to Levi. Her eyes softened, and I could’ve sworn I saw a grin tick her cheek. I didn’t like that. I looked over at Levi and saw a smile bloom across his face. A round of jealousy punched me in the gut.

Of course, Levi would’ve slept with her when he had the chance.

“Then meet us at the hotel,” Logan said.

“Have you been getting my voice messages?” I asked.

Sam nodded before she looked behind her.

“Fine. I’ll meet you guys at the hotel. Twenty minutes?” she asked.

“It has a restaurant in the lobby. We’ll be there,” Liam said.

She shut the door quickly in our faces, and we all headed back to the car. We drove through town as I anxiously counted down the minutes. We walked into the hotel and made our way to the restaurant, finding a table that would fit all of us. We ordered a round of drinks and all eyes were on the entrance. I counted the seconds in my head, hoping and praying she would show up. I wanted to talk with her. To get some time with her.

Like Levi had taken with her.

Twenty minutes later, Sam walked through the entrance. And even though she was in nothing but old jeans and a loose t-shirt, she still looked heavenly. She sat between Liam and me, and her warmth comforted my soul. The waitress came over and asked if she wanted to place a drink order, but all she ordered was water.

“You don’t want some wine or anything?” I asked. “This is on us. You can get whatever you want.”

“Water’s fine,” she said curtly.

Something wasn’t right.

“I know what you guys want to talk about, so I’ll make it simple,” Sam said. “What happened between all of us probably shouldn't have happened. I’m Lauren’s best friend, and something like this going on ever—much less within a month of her wedding—would make her beyond angry.”

“We know you’re worried about that,” Logan said. “But don’t—”

“I’m sorry for how I acted. How I behaved around you guys. We’ve known each other a long time, and I am not used to losing control like that,” she said.

“Please don’t be sorry,” Liam said.

“If anything, we were scared we’d forced you to do something you didn’t want to do,” I said.

“You didn’t force me to do anything, I was more than a willing participant,” Sam said. “But it doesn’t make what happened any less wrong.”