Samuel's POV:

She doesn't know how much I love her and it'll never change. My heart has been captured by her over and over again. She's so beautiful. She's the best part of my life.

Her body is glistening so heavenly as the sunlight reflects on her delicate skin.

My fingers ache with the need to touch her beautiful face, but I don't want to risk waking her up and cutting this moment short. Our connection is deeper than anything. She might not look the same way she did before, but I feel her. She's my Tatum.

Tatum's POV:

I open my eyes slowly to adjusting to the bright sunlight.

The sun light fades and my eyes focus on him.

I sigh in relief that everything that has happened in the past few hours weren't just a dream or my imagination.

I nearly forgot how good it feels to be this close to him.

I smile at him and gaze deeply into his eyes. Not a word was said, we just stayed in silence gazing into each others eyes.

I raised my hand to place it on his bare chest. His muscles flexed at my touch.

"I love you." I whisper and he pulls me closer.

"I love you." He replies and places a soft kiss on my lips.

"I wish that we could stay here all day."

He sighs, "Me too."

I wish that I could stay longer, but reality still exists.

"Join me in the shower?" I ask as I get out of his bed.

"I'll be there in a minute." He says and lays back onto the bed.

I walk into his bathroom and turn on the shower.

I take a long look at myself in the mirror. I just hope this ends well. I'm tired of hopelessly fighting for what I love.

Samuel pulls me into the shower and hot water poured all over us.

He pinned me against the cold shower wall and pressed his body against me. His gaze never left mine as we stood in silence.

His dark green-brown eyes were filled with lust and desire.

I watch as the water gently trickle down his face. I reach up and kiss him with full force.

...

We almost didn't make it out of the shower. It took a lot of effort to to stop what we were doing. He dropped me off at work once again.

"Samuel. Don't pick me up later. I'll do a bit of extra work,but I'll come to yours afterwards." I say and he nods.

"Okay then. See you." He says and turns around to leave.

"Samuel, you're forgetting something." I say. He turns around and looks at me.

"Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" I ask and he smiles and walks closer to me.

"I wasn't sure if you wanted to." He says and kisses me passionately. I've never been one for PDA, but I want to show Samuel that I'm serious about us.

We parted, but I stole one last kiss and we both went on our ways.

"Miss Cornelius your father is waiting for you in your office." Eric informs me as I walk up to my office door. Oh shit!

I walk in and shut the door behind me.

"Where were you?" My father asks as he sits in my chair, awaiting my answer.

"I just needed a break dad." I say exasperatedly and slump into the chair opposite my father.

"That is not what I asked."

"I was with Sam okay! Dad I just needed a break. I'm exhausted and everything is just overwhelming, so he took me out for lunch." I burst out and wait for an imprudent reply.

My dad sighs, " Okay. I'm sorry. I know I've been putting a lot of pressure on you. Take the day off tomorrow okay?"

"Umm okay." I say still surprised by his reply. I thought that he would be mad at me.

My dad stands up from my seat and walks to the door.

"Come home for dinner." Dad says in a demanding manner.

"Dad-"

"No Tatum. No. Toby will be there too."

"Exactly you don't need me."

"Tatum you are expected to be there."

"No dad. I won't sit in the company of someone who doesn't want me there."

"Don't say that. Of course your mother wants you there. She's just been a bit stressed out."

"Really? She's been stressed out? When I grieved for Brandon she wasn't there for me once. She just disappeared and when she would come into my sights I feel this energy radiating off of her towards me. It's as if she doesn't want me there. I don't know what I've done or didn't do to make her have this sudden change of attitude against me. I've done everything you two wanted. I started working at the company. I'm keeping up with the family 'status'. What more does she want from me?" I asked my voice cracking, caused by a lump in my throat. Tears start to build up in my eyes and my heart hurts.

"Okay Tatum calm down. I'll speak to your mother-"

"Dad please don't force me to go. It hurts so much to feel unwanted by my own mother. You're just going to waste your time by speaking to her over and over again. I can't go. To witness how she looks at me now slowly rips out a piece of my soul away each and every time I'm around her. I can't do it anymore. I can't keep trying and trying. I'm tired dad. I'm tired." I look up at him as tears start flowing down my cheeks.

I wipe them away and my dad pulls me into a hug.

"Okay okay. I'm sorry I won't." He says and sighs. I know that it's hard for my dad, that there's a rift between his wife and daughter. It's leaving him stuck in the middle and he can't take sides, because it wouldn't be fair towards the other.

"Do you think she blames me for Brandon-"

"No no. Don't say that. Don't ever go back to that again."

"Then why is she treating me like this? Ever since the incident she acts as if she doesn't know me."

"Tatum your mother loves you. She never blamed you for anything."

I sigh. Then what's up with her newly found attitude.

"I have to get back to work." I say and pull away from my father.

"Okay. Go wash your face. I'll send Mr Bates to get you a glass of ice water." Dad says and I nod.

I walk into the private lavatory attached to my office and hear my father walk out of my office.

I turn on the tap, running cold water. I splash water onto my face immediately feeling relaxed and cooled off by its low temperature. I dry my face with paper towels and throw it into the dustbin next to the sink. I look at my reflection in the mirror.

"You'll be okay. You'll be okay." I motivate myself.

I inhale deeply, holding it for a few seconds then exhale,letting the drawn out breath flow freely.

Just as I walk out of the lavatory, Eric walks into my office with a cold, water-filled glass in his hand.

"Your father asked me to bring you this." He says and hands me the glass and I sit down in my chair.

"Thank you." I say and bring the cold glass to my lips. I take a few sips and set the glass down on my desk.

"You okay?"

"Yes. Thanks for asking. How's your first day so far?" I ask and smile at him.

"Well...it has actually been kinda boring." He says and shoves his hands into the pockets of his grey trousers.

"No. That's not right. Okay,tell you what. After work,I'll show you around the building and I promise you that your first day will no longer be boring." I state.

"It's okay you don't have to-"

"That was an order Eric,not a question." I say firmly and he smirks.

"Okay then." He says and leaves my office.

...

The rest of my workday went on quickly and I found myself walking around the building with Eric.

"If someone brought in donuts, which flavour would you grab?"

"Well that's a random question, but I will tell you one thing. Chocolate is everything." I state.

"Chocolate? I'm more of a caramel person." Eric says.

"Why prefers caramel over chocolate? Are you sure you ever tasted chocolate? Because caramel cannot compare to the delightful, pleasing taste of chocolate." I debate.

"No chocolate isn't that wonderful. Caramel is."

"No-"

He cuts me off, "Let's just agree to disagree."

"Fine."

I don't understand, how can caramel possibly be tastier then chocolate? Chocolate or Caramel? Is that even a question?

"I think we should call it a night." Eric says and I nod.

"Thank you for spending your time with me just so that my first day wouldn't be a complete bore. I truly appreciate it." He says and smiles.

"Well I do it for all my assistants, so it's nothing." I say.

"Shall we?"

We head out of the entrance and the night air hits me making me feel a wave relaxation.

I see Samuel standing against the side of my car and I smile at him.

I turn back to Eric.

"So, do you need a ride?" I ask.

"No no, there is no need. I'll take a taxi." He says and I shake my head.

"No. I won't let you wait here for a cab. Come." I gesture to the car and he follows.

"Hello Samuel." I greet and he nods and looks behind me.

"Eric this is Samuel, my driver." I introduce them to each other.

"Good evening Samuel." Eric says and they shake hands.

"Good evening Eric."

I open the door and gesture for Eric to get in. He does so and I look at Sam.

"We'll drop Eric off first and then afterwards we can..." I trail off and I could the excitement on his face.

"Oh...okay. Well on that note,we should go." He says and disappears to the other side of the car.

I get in next to Eric and shut the car door.

Eric told Samuel his address and he put it into the global positioning system. 

"How do you like Miami so far? I ask Eric.

"Well I haven't gotten the time to really see the city yet, but you made my day and so far I enjoyed this evening very much." He says kindly.

"Of course. If you ever need anything, call me okay?"

"I sure will." He says and we come to a stop in front of a neat apartment building.

"I enjoyed your acquaintance Tatum." He says and exits the car. He shuts the door and waves. I wave back at him and he walks into the buildings entrance.

I moved to the passenger seat next to Sam and we went on our way to my house.

"So who is he?" Samuel asks keeping his eyes focused on the road.

"My new assistant. He's really nice." I say.

"Oh really?"

"Oh really."I mimicked his words.

"Well he seems too nice for me."

"Why do you say that?"

"He flirts with you and you flirt back."

"What? No I don't. He doesn't either."

"Uh huh okay." Is all Samuel says.

"You're jealous." I state confidently.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He says pretending not to care.

"Eric is actually really sweet. This morning he said that I was beautiful and made me a gingerbread latte..." I trailed off and could see how bothered Sam really was," And we had this amazing conversation while I showed him around the building. We just click with each other you know."

"You just what?!"

"I thought you weren't jealous." I smirk.

"Tatum..."

"Tatum what?" I ask.

"Fuck don't play with me Tatum. I can't handle it."

"Then maybe you should admit to how you really feel." I say and we come to a stop in front of my house.

He faces me and says, " Fine. I'm jealous okay. I'm jealous that he gets to spend so much time with you and his prepish accent doesn't help either."

Aww.... *Swoon*

"Well I'm here to tell you that you do not need a prepish accent to impress me. I love you because of who you are." I say and move over to kiss him.

...

After Sam and I finally tore our lips away from each other, we said our goodnights and he went on home.

I took a relaxing bubble bath and when I was done I saw that it was actually still early. So I decided to quickly get dressed. I threw on comfortable clothes, grabbed my car keys and head on out.

When I arrived at Sam's house I got so excited to see him. Surely he'll be happy and surprised to see me.

I got out of my car and went up to his front porch. I knocked on the white door.

After a few seconds it opened,but after this, I knew that another door would close for me...