Elizabeth had finished the laundry about an hour ago and was just now sitting dinner on the table. She picked up the neatly folded laundry that she had washed for Mark and headed up the stairs to tell him dinner was ready. When reaching his bedroom door, she found that it was half way open and she knocked this time before entering.
Mark looked up from the suitcase he was packing and said, "Come in." Elizabeth pushed the bedroom door the rest of the way open and entered the room. The only light in the room was the late afternoon sunlight streaming through the glass french doors that lead out to the balcony, so most of the room was washed in shadows, including Mark.
Elizabeth smiled, as she walked towards Mark and handed him the neatly folded laundry she had washed for him. "Dinner is ready also Mr. Callaway." Mark nodded and set the neatly folded clothes on his bed. "Why don't you go ahead and go down and I'll be there in just a couple of minutes, after I finish packing." Mark said.
Elizabeth agreed and turned to go back downstairs to the kitchen. Mark's gaze lingered after her as she left the room. Why does she have to be so tempting, Mark wondered to himself. No woman had ever made him want her as much as Elizabeth was and he was pretty sure that she wasn't even trying to.
Mark sighed and put the clean clothes that Elizabeth had just washed into his suitcase and zipped it up. He then picked the luggage up and sat it down by his bedroom door, on his way downstairs to join her for dinner.
The wonderful smell of hot food greeted Mark as he entered the dining room. There was a big pot of chili and a plate of hot cornbread between the two plates on the table. Mark smiled at Elizabeth as she entered the dining room with a big pitcher of iced tea. "Cornbread and chili are my favorite."
Elizabeth looked up from the glass of iced tea she was pouring. "Really?" Mark nodded. "How did you guess?" Elizabeth shrugged, "I was just really in the mood for chili and cornbread goes really good with chili, so I just decided that was what I was going to make for dinner."
"Cornbread and chili do go great together." Mark agreed, taking a seat at the big oak dining table. They finished up dinner and Elizabeth stood to clear the table and load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Mark stood also and stretched. "That was delicious Ms. Andrews." He said, pushing his chair in.
Elizabeth flashed him a beautiful smile as she stacked the dirty dishes into her arms. "Thank you." She replied, as she turned to go into the kitchen to load the dishwasher. This was wonderful, Mark thought to himself. He now had someone to cook nice hot meals for him, which meant eating out a lot less. Why In the world hadn't he thought of hiring a housekeeper before?
Mark smiled to himself as he walked into the kitchen. "I'm gonna go get the videos Ms. Andrews, so just meet me in the living room when you're done." Elizabeth nodded as she continued to load the dirty dishes into the dishwasher.
Mark then turned and left the kitchen, in pursuit of his videos. He walked down the hall to the den, where he kept all of his wrestling videos. He pulled four videos that contained some of his favorite matches off of the top shelve of the video rack. He then carried back down the hall to the living room.
He had the television on and ready to go by the time Elizabeth finished the dishes and walked into the living room. "Ready?" Mark asked her, with a big grin on his handsome face. Elizabeth smiled and took a seat on the couch beside Mark.
Mark pushed play on the remote he was holding and the television screen came to life. Mark explained things to Elizabeth as they watched the matches. "This match was from when I first started my career." "I beat Hulk Hogan to win my first world title."
Elizabeth watched the matches with great interest. Mark was amazing she thought to herself. He was so athletic and skilled in the ring. They spent the next few hours totally engulfed in the wrestling matches, with Elizabeth asking frequent questions and Mark eagerly answering them.
Mark smiled as he watched Elizabeth watch the matches with such interest and amazement. It thrilled him to see that she really loved wrestling just as much as he did. Maybe one day, he could take her to see one of his shows live?