Breaking The Routine

            Sam gathered her clothes from the living room floor quickly keeping her back to David who was staring at her...again. "Why do you do that?" She asked putting on her shirt feeling frustrated with herself. She couldn't believe what she had just done. What was wrong with her? Was she a masochist or something? Why did she allow herself to do this when she knew this was all part of the game he was playing.

            "Do what," David asked the corners of his mouth turned up with a hint of a smile.

            "You know very well, staring at me like that!" She snapped giving into her frustration as she grabbed her skirt and David pulled his mouth in a full blown smile. He crossed his arms across his muscular chest and leaned back against the couch.

            "I find it entertaining to see just how nervous you can get by someone looking at you," he mused and Sam felt her insides twist seeing how easily she fell into his stupid game.

            "Well I am glad to see you're enjoying yourself," she shot bitterly standing and slipping on her skirt. She wanted so bad to tell that man to get out of her house so she could get back to the way things were, and most of all get rid of the parts deep down inside her that were actually enjoying his company. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back to the couch wrapping his arms around her and kissed her neck softly. She felt herself shiver and mentally swore at herself again. Why couldn't she stop reacting that way towards him?

            "I can't help it if you just look so sexy when you get uncomfortable," he teased and she grew even angrier.

            "Stop it, just stop it! Stop playing these stupid games," Sam snapped pushing him away from her.

            "Who said I am playing games," he asked looking serious but she refused to fall for his tricks.

            "Don't try and deny it," she shot back at him standing up quickly. She had to get away from this man. "It's late; we have to get going if we are going to be back on time!" Sam announced before marching into the bathroom her fists balled up in fists by her side. She refused to listen to any excuse he would invent to make up to keep her trapped in this game.

            Sam quickly brushed her hair and pulled it back into the in a tight bun it was in then stomped back into the living room relieved to see that David was dressed. "My father hates nothing more than people being late," she told him as she slipped on her shoes.

            "Oh I think I know of something he would hate more," David said with a playful smile as he pulled on his jacket.

            "Really and what would that be," she asked frowning. He put on his tie and walked towards her wrapping his arms around her again. She attempted to remove his arms around her. God, did he not know how to respect personal space, she thought bitterly.

            "I think that the fact of how I just spent my lunch hour with his daughter would piss him off much more than my actually being late," he teased and she froze and the all too familiar blush burned across her cheeks.

            "You wouldn't tell him...you can't!" She gasped and tried to push him away again but he didn't budge as he laughed at her. So this was his plan, to make of fool of her and go running to her father and tell him all of it!

            "Of course I won't," he told her pulling her body up closer to his. She didn't believe him for one moment. Sam realized if she was going to survive she needed to get far, far away from David as humanly possible without skipping town.

            "I wouldn't do anything like that," he added softly before giving her another intense kiss. She was most definitely doomed, she thought as she felt her defenses against him melt oh so easily. How she was going to get out of this, she wondered desperately trying to ignore the voice that was asking in a whisper did she really want to get out of it.

            Sam stormed in the office without greeting anyone. She had grown increasingly angry with herself as she drove from her home. She had to figure out how to stop David from getting to her so much. She hated that she was defenseless against him and his charms. Sam also really, really hated to admit it she was starting to fall for him, and that was very, very bad. Sam had read enough books and seen enough TV to know that this would end horribly.

            There were two possibilities, one he actually likes her but would eventually he get bored because there was no way she couldn't keep a man like David, her past experiences with Jeff had taught her that much. So David would eventually move on to the next woman and she would end up hurt. The second possibility was he is simply playing games with her so he could tell her father what an idiot she is and she would end up hurt. In the end the outcome was the same, an outcome she had to avoid at all costs. She looked up from the papers she was preparing to file just as David was walking toward his office. He gave her a sexy smile and a wink before entering his own office. Sam felt her face turn red and she turned back to her work but she wasn't the only one that saw it. Tabby squealed quietly racing up to her desk.

            "Aw he is absolutely too cute," she whispered dreamily and grinning brightly at Sam. She rolled her eyes and gave her friend a sour look then turned her face to a sweet expression.

            "If you like him that much why don't you go for him," she suggested hopefully. Almost every man Sam had come across thought Tabby was hot. It would be perfect, he would leave her alone finally and Tabby could handle him a man like him.

            Tabby tsked Sam and shook head. "No thank you besides I know he only has eyes for one woman in this office," she replied wagging her eyebrows at Sam.

            "He doesn't have eyes for me; this is all some game of his," Sam said bitterly irritated at Tabby. "He should be getting bored here pretty soon!" She insisted picking up the papers and Tabby just gave her a knowing smile.

            "And what are you going to do when time passes and he still crazy about you," Tabby asked and Sam laughed dryly.

            "That won't happen! Tabby this is one of those cases of where the leopard can't change his spots," she stated with confidence and headed toward the storage room before Tabby had a chance to respond in disagreement. If only she could figure out how to stop her body from reacting the way it did whenever he was near her, she would easily be able to stop falling for him and waiting for the unavoidable pain.

            It would be the solution to all her problems. She sighed placing her chin on the file cabinet thinking how easy it sounded. Maybe she could just ignore it and it would go away but that sounded too easy and highly unlikely. David was many things but ignorable wasn't one of them. God knows she had tried and tried hard. She sighed and left the room once more wishing she could turn back time and change things.

            The week continued pretty well despite that David had once again insisted following her to lunch so she went to Dottie's Diner to avoid the disaster that happened Monday afternoon at her house. Unfortunately their absence in the dinner that day didn't go unnoticed. The none to discreet glances and whispering had grown even worse than it was before. Through the week Sam had tried but failed in figuring out how to get out from under David and his charms. No man had ever made her blush so much; it was really infuriating. Sam rubbed her shoulders feeling the tensions of the week really building upon her muscles when Tabby sat on the corner of her desk.

            "T-G-I-F Sammy, everyone is going out tonight for drinks," Tabby chirped.

            "Good for you guys," she said flatly looking up from her computer screen.

            "You should come along," Tabby told her and Sam shook her head no. "Come on, David is going," Tabby pleaded and Sam rolled her eyes.

this time. "Besides..." she started, "I know that everyone can't relax with I go out with them, especially Adam. They are terrified that I will tell my dad about what they do when they are off the clock." Sam told her friend as she began to shut down her computer. "I guess I

Tabby whispered and eyed Sam seriously. "Come on missy, I won't have you ducking out. Time to go and have some fun, you're

too much like

   "That is because

          "Yes Drill Sergeant!" Sam replied with a salute, she could never say no to Tabby

          "That's much better young lady, now hurry up with

for Monday morning. By time she finished everyone had already left except for her father

the others sat. She sat down at the table trying to ignore

         "Hey Stephanie," Sam replied feeling a little surprised at how warmly Stephanie greeted her. She sat down and eyed Adam, who obviously didn't share Stephanie's enthusiasm.

  "What do you want to drink, Sam? It's on me so get whatever you want." Stephanie started waving over a

        "Um thanks" Sam said wondering what was the cause of Stephanie's new friendly

    "Thanks to you for putting your dad in his place on the other day," she replied and Sam smiled weakly. Of course

     "I only heard about it, I was stuck working out kinks that showed up with the new update for the web page. It must have been epic! I wish I could

    Adam, of course, wasn't impressed. "You

eyes in unison. "Relax Adam; no one here is exactly going to tell him we called him a pompous ass. God you're such a brown noser," Tabby said with an air of desperation. The waitress came to their table

    "I'll have coke," Sam

coke, come on its Friday go for something at least adult," Tabby started desperately and Sam shook

I don't think I do drunk very well," she told her friend then felt the all too familiar blush rise to her cheeks as she suddenly remembered David was also at the table. She tried to ignore the irritating but somehow sexy at the same time smile on David's face. The waitress

  "When have you been drunk? I don't think I have even seen you with a buzz," Stephanie asked and

bit when we went to New York and she actually did get quiet drunk," Tabby teased with a

  "Oh, did you meet any hot guys," Stephanie asked rubbing her hands together and Sam choked on her own saliva. She noticed

     "Oh yeah, we hooked up with some really nice hotties" Tabby said nudging her with her elbow, and Sam felt her blush darken. This can't be happening, she thought panicked and missed with longing the days she just sat in

       "Aw, wish I could have been there, so were they really hot, give me some details," Stephanie said

        Well just look to your left and get all the details you want, Sam thought to herself and felt a smile creep on her face as Tabby went explaining about that night in the club which thankfully she didn't mention that the hot guy was

            "Sounds like super fun, next time let me tag along too, I would love to get me some

           "Oh please, and you say men only

    "You're just jealous you don't have a girl drooling over you like that" she told

       "Oh wait a minute, let's get the record straight! I have never ever drooled over anyone!" Sam exclaimed desperately and David's face turned red as

friends," a snooty voice called out behind them and Sam cringed. She should have known better than ask

in every way possible since Tabby got the attention of the senior quarter back in her

       "You must be new in

        "H...hi Veronica," Adam stuttered nervously but Veronica  ignored Adam and didn't take her eyes

new in town, I am David," he told her only glancing her over for a

     Oh God, no, Sam thought feeling her face go pale with horrified realization that she just felt jealous. She couldn't feel jealous; jealousy meant she actually had fallen for him and she couldn't fall for him! Sam attempted to swallow the evil unwanted emotion and realized Veronica was the perfect person to have around, the solution to her all her nasty problems. Veronica Ramirez was one of those women who had all the right things in all the right places and she knew how to use it to get what she wanted. So if Veronica wanted David

said as she walked over slowly exaggerating every movment she made till she was by his side. With a seductive look on her face she gently leaned against him and Sam focused her attention on her drink losing her battle against not feeling jealous. Veronica whispered something in his ear and Tabby was

   David leaned away from Veronica. "Sorry but I am afraid I already have a girlfriend," he stated coolly and Sam's breath froze in her throat. He had a girlfriend? She felt her stomach clench painfully. She felt angry and sick at the same time. Why he had slept with her twice if he already had a girlfriend, she thought angrily. Well she had finally figured a way to get over him. He was a complete douche bag and she was

tell if you won't," Veronica said leaning over him again and he moved

he said coldly. Sam wasn't sure who was more shocked, her or Veronica. No one had ever rejected

      "Well if you change your mind I will be over by the bar," she purred and everyone was smirking and laughing silently as she stalked off in a huff but Sam quickly turned her gaze back into her glass and did her best

          Tabby gave David a hard pat on the back. "Your officially part of the town now that the town slut has tried to get her claws into

mused sourly and

   "She isn't a slut," Adam snapped frowning at Tabby, "just because you don't

much every single man in town and even a few that aren't makes her a slut. You being hot for her don't make her a good girl either," Stephanie stepped in, then slung her arm

          "I agree you're not so bad in a geeky sort of way," Tabby added and Sam tried to give him a reassuring smile. She really felt

me Adam maybe that will get that grouchy look off your face," Stephanie told him grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the small dance area ignoring his protests. Sam

         "Well my glass is empty," Tabby said getting up moving to the bar winking at Sam leaving her alone with David, which was exactly what she didn't want to be. Sam

she wasn't a violent person yet again even if it would make her feel a whole lot better. "I hope you don't mind

do you mean," Sam asked confused. "You were referring to

"Of course I was referring to you who else," he

your calls Mister," she said acidly turning her attention back to her drink and he started laughing again and threw his arm over her