Chapter 7

The way he spoke to her, she thought she couldn't get more turned on. He had no idea that his words could make her melt on the floor. No man had ever spoken to her like this. All was quiet except the sound of Mara moaning and the squeak of the leather in the car. He took his other hand and cupped her mouth. He started kissing her and their tongues were dancing around each other.

She sucked on his tongue, she couldn't hold back how hungry she was for him. Then he lifted her head up slightly and started kissing and sucking on her neck. "Oh, god Mara you have no idea how long I've wanted to touch you." He said breathing heavily. She wrapped her hands around his neck, unable to think straight.

How long had it been since someone had touched her like this? She couldn't remember. He inserted another finger inside her and she moaned in pleasure. "Sam, I …If... I can't finish here, please… can we go back now." She could barely get the words out. "I want to be with you… in bed." He was enjoying himself too much. They had waited almost two months to be intimate, for Sam that was an eternity. He didn't think he had ever waited that long.

Sam pulled his hand away and Mara caught her breath. He smiled and kissed her again and pulled her skirt back down. He loved when she was all demure. But definitely didn't want their first time to be on the shoulder on the side of the road. He got himself together and pulled back on the road.

Mara pulled her skirt down and was hoping they could fly home. She was smiling from ear to ear and Sam was loving it. Then he got a text from Wiley and laughed. "What's so funny?" she asked. "Oh nothing, Wiley just asked if we survived Pam's macaroni salad, ha." "Oh god, he's too much. Pam does put a lot of mayonnaise in it though," she laughed.

They were both laughing and then Mara's mind went back to the image of Sam playing with James Jr. "You're so good with him," she said. She had her hand running over his arm. Sam looked at her confused. "Little James," she said. "Have you...ever thought about having kids?" He looked like he didn't know how to answer her.

"I mean ..the thought has crossed my mind. But it's not something I think about a lot. If it happens great, if not... I'm ok with that." Mara bit her lip.. "Are you sure about that?" "Why are you asking me this right now?" " Well come on Sam, I'm not a spring chicken." "Mara you're 42, I mean my cousin just had a baby at 40." It's not uncommon now."

"Yeah well it's also not a fun experience, it's scary and especially being older it's not ideal. You have a lot more things to worry about. For me and a baby." She looked down, not knowing if she should keep going with the conversation. I mean they were rushing home too have sex and the talk of children wasn't exactly an aphrodisiac.

He grabbed her hand and kissed it. "Listen we don't have to get into this right now. I mean it's really early for that. But it doesn't have to be an obstacle." Mara got quiet. She hadn't dated much after Keith died. But they were always her age or older.

One was divorced and another had never had kids, but that was purposeful. And of course there was Jason, her old college friend. Just like her he had lost his spouse too. His wife suffered for a while and ultimately succumbed to breast cancer. It was horrible to watch and Mara tried to be there as much as she could for him.

In return Jason had been a shoulder for her to cry on after Keith passed. She wasn't proud of it, but in a couple of weak moments she gave in to her wanting's of being held and kissed again. He also had older children, so again it was never a concern. Jason wanted more than she could give at the time and it didn't end well anyway.

She shook the thought of him out of her head. Children certainly wasn't a topic she ever thought she would have to discuss with a future love interest. Suddenly the air seemed to change around them, "Sam I'm kind of tired, do you think you could just take me home?" "Mar, come on, I was working the night shift all week and I want to spend more time with you."

She knew she was being stubborn. But the idea of anything serious started to scare her. Especially the talk of kids. If she were truly being honest, the idea of sex with him scared her too. As excited as she was to be with him, all of a sudden she felt inexperienced somehow. Maybe she was being stupid or overthinking everything. She never concerned herself with his dating past too much. But suddenly she wanted to know. He made it sound like he had dated a lot of girls before her. Did he sleep with all of them?

She hadn't been with a lot of men…" Sam, how many girls have you slept with." "What?" he asked.. "You don't understand the question?" she said. He paused for a moment…"Or you just don't want to answer it?" He sighed..."Mara, really you need like a number, I don't keep count". "Wow, that many, huh." she said angrily. For some reason the thought of Sam with anyone else made her sick.

"No..no I mean.. Listen I've been single most of my life. I've had a few serious relationships. But mostly with work and everything I never had time." "So what are you saying Sam, there hasn't been a lot of women or not a lot of relationships?" Sam just sat quietly. He didn't want to answer her. Sure he could throw out a number, but should it matter? "Oh ok, I get it now ..just take me home," she said angrily.