Sam was lying in the hammock with his arm thrown over his eyes. One leg was over the edge, pushing the hammock back and forth so it swung just a bit. His legs were past sunburned and his chest slowly turning to tan. His body was only half in the shade of the palm trees the hammock was anchored to ( Read more... )

Related to thisSam sat on the couch in his apartment, hands knit together loosely between his knees. He was trying to sort out everything. He needed to tell Claire what was going on but he had no idea how to tell her. He'd gone over and over it in his mind since he'd called her a few hours ago. He had pizza from a place around the corner that she ( Read more... )

Sam was still opening boxes of cookware. The apartment was fairly new and cookware wasn't something Sam had needed. He had a pot for spagetti-o's and he could get take out for everything else. Claire was behind him, rinsing out the pyrex bowls he'd just unboxed. He had made a sales lady named Jennifer extremely happy at Bed, Bath and Beyond. He'd ( Read more... )

It was three in the morning and Sam was supposed to be asleep. Except that he couldn't. He was sitting out on the patio stairs, his bare feet in the sand. he had on sweats, no shirt and a backwards Chiefs ball cap. He took a sip of his beer and set it to the side, nestling it in the sand. He'd spent all day with Claire running around in a little ( Read more... )

Sam had taken a plane back to California. His car was still in the airport parking lot and he didn't even stop by his dorm room on his way to Costa Verde. He was still worried about Claire. There was something she wasn't telling him and he didn't know what. He was worried that she was hurt and hadn't wanted to tell him over the phone or via text ( Read more... )

Most Friday nights Sam spent studying in the storage room at Antonio's Nut House where he barbacked. It was a good job for a law student who needed the time to study. He made sure the bar stayed stocked, switched out kegs and the time in between he could spend however he wanted. However, this Friday night he'd taken the night off from work and ( Read more... )

After Sam had talked to Claire and she was obviously upset, he'd locked up and tossed a couple of things into the Volvo. He set his ipod dock up and headed down to Costa Verde. It wasn't a long trip and pretty soon he was pulling into the Bennet's driveway. He'd been here a couple of times for dinner and Sandra liked him. She reminded him of his ( Read more... )