It was a late Saturday evening, Sam and I in our shared bedroom drinking wine and Sam playing his guitar.
"So, what do you think?" Sam asks.
"Amazing, like usually. Have you got lyrics for it yet?" I responded with.
"I have a couple songs in mind but I might write a new one and than see what goes best" Sam says, taking a sip of wine afterwards.
"Can you teach me a song?" I ask out of the blue. I really never had interest in learning an instrument.
"Yes, sure" Sam's responds with, almost choking on his wine from shock. He always tried to persuade me to let him teach me a song or two but I never let him. "Okay lets start with a easy song, Wonderwall by Oasis" Sam's continues while placing the guitar in my hands.
"Sam I know that I'm not experienced with a guitar but it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know how to hold a guitar" I say in a sarcastic tone. All I hear is a chuckle from Sam.
"Place this finger on this cord" Sam tells me, I give Sam a confused look. "Did I tell you I'm the worst person to learn from, I have a better idea" he continues while coming to sit behind me, he than moves my hair out the way.
"Sam I'm really not picking this up" I tell him in a frustrated tone. It's been two hours since he started his attempt to teach me. I've been growing more and more frustrated. "I'm giving up".
"Okay I'm good with that, it sounds awful" Sam responds.
"Thanks Sam" I say sarcastically.
"I think you moaning my name will sound a lot better than you learning the guitar" Sam says whispering in my ear. It leaves shivers down my spine. He than starts to kiss my neck what leaves a small moan from me. "I told you it would sound better" he continues, I can tell Sam is smirking, "also it will let out your frustration" Sam finishes saying.
