"The Kiss"
Chapter 2
Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: In chapter 1.
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Later that evening
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown
Mac got ready for bed after the engagement party. Somehow she had convinced Mic to let her be alone for the night. There was so much to think about, and try to settle. She knew she would have to eventually tell Mic about the kiss, but she wanted to know what it meant to her first.
As she lay down to sleep her mind wandered to the night before Mic had proposed.
*Mac was barely able to keep herself from slamming the door behind her as she entered her hotel room. Harm was acting like nothing had happened to them. She almost told him just how much she cared for him, and all he can do is talk about lights on a bridge.
'Harm what do you want from me? Do you want me to wait for you until you are ready? How long is that going to be? What about the deal we had made?' she thought to herself. 'Why do you keep kidding yourself? He never loved you, and you made a fool of yourself. He's trying to save you from embarrassment by pretending nothing happened.'
"Suck it up, Marine!" She scolded herself out loud. 'Oh great now I'm talking to myself not just in my head but loud enough for the people in the next room could hear me.'
She lay down in bed, and tried to keep herself from crying. 'He's not worth it!' That was too much for her heart to take as a single drop fell from her eyes. 'Who are you kidding? He's the most wonderful guy on Earth. That's why he doesn't love you, because you don't deserve it, and you know it. What does he want with a recovering alcoholic, jarhead marine? All the other women he has dated have been sweet, kind types who would hang on his every word.'
Compared to her ex-boyfriends, he seemed to have better luck with dates. There's just something wrong with me. At least Mic was still after her. She had somebody that was willing to show her some attention. 'But I don't love him!'
This arguing was starting to get to be too much for her to take. She picked up the phone, and was ready to dial Harm's number and stopped. She slowly hung it up again, and banged her pillow with a fist and fell asleep. *
Mac woke up with a jolt at her dream. She wished she had called him that night to find out the truth. Look what problems that decision had made for her. Now she was going to marry Mic in a week, and she was not sure if he loved him or could ever love him.
'I can't make that same mistake twice.' She told herself, but she was afraid. Her mind took over, and she could feel her hand reaching for the phone, and her fingers wrapping around the instrument...
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Same time
Harm's Hotel Room
Bedtime for Harm seemed to be no matter then Mac's that night. He loved this woman so much that he was not sure if he was ashamed for loving her and kissing her tonight, or too in love to notice what the meaning behind that kiss could mean to their relationship.
'I could have stopped her from marrying Mic, but no I was too stubborn on that damn boat to even think about what the consequences of asking her to wait would mean,' Harm thought to himself.
*Harm was laying on a couch and looking out the window. Sydney was a wonderful world of lights, and all he could think of was that one line. 'On New Years, they light up the bridge with the words 'Eternity." Why couldn't she have understood that is how long I wanted to be with her not how long she had to wait.
Maybe that is where the problem lies. She misunderstood what he had meant by those words, and how he just was not ready to let go. He had too many problems on his mind including a murder case. He so wanted to show her his feelings for her, but he didn't believe it was the right time.
'I've gotta call her and explain it to her. Even tell her I love her if I need to do so, but I'm not in the best station in life to start a long term relationship. She'll understand, and she'll wait for me.'
He picked up the phone, and dialed the number. There was a busy signal on the other line. 'Who am I kidding by thinking it is all right to call her at this time?' He hung up the phone again, and fell asleep hoping tomorrow is never too late.*
"History wont repeat itself!" he said out loud to no one in particular. He slowly picked up the phone, and his fingers reached for the speed dial...
To be continued...
Chapter 2
Rita Widmer
Disclaimer: In chapter 1.
I love feedback so if you like it tell me, if you don't please tell me why.
*************************************************************************************
Later that evening
Mac's Apartment
Georgetown
Mac got ready for bed after the engagement party. Somehow she had convinced Mic to let her be alone for the night. There was so much to think about, and try to settle. She knew she would have to eventually tell Mic about the kiss, but she wanted to know what it meant to her first.
As she lay down to sleep her mind wandered to the night before Mic had proposed.
*Mac was barely able to keep herself from slamming the door behind her as she entered her hotel room. Harm was acting like nothing had happened to them. She almost told him just how much she cared for him, and all he can do is talk about lights on a bridge.
'Harm what do you want from me? Do you want me to wait for you until you are ready? How long is that going to be? What about the deal we had made?' she thought to herself. 'Why do you keep kidding yourself? He never loved you, and you made a fool of yourself. He's trying to save you from embarrassment by pretending nothing happened.'
"Suck it up, Marine!" She scolded herself out loud. 'Oh great now I'm talking to myself not just in my head but loud enough for the people in the next room could hear me.'
She lay down in bed, and tried to keep herself from crying. 'He's not worth it!' That was too much for her heart to take as a single drop fell from her eyes. 'Who are you kidding? He's the most wonderful guy on Earth. That's why he doesn't love you, because you don't deserve it, and you know it. What does he want with a recovering alcoholic, jarhead marine? All the other women he has dated have been sweet, kind types who would hang on his every word.'
Compared to her ex-boyfriends, he seemed to have better luck with dates. There's just something wrong with me. At least Mic was still after her. She had somebody that was willing to show her some attention. 'But I don't love him!'
This arguing was starting to get to be too much for her to take. She picked up the phone, and was ready to dial Harm's number and stopped. She slowly hung it up again, and banged her pillow with a fist and fell asleep. *
Mac woke up with a jolt at her dream. She wished she had called him that night to find out the truth. Look what problems that decision had made for her. Now she was going to marry Mic in a week, and she was not sure if he loved him or could ever love him.
'I can't make that same mistake twice.' She told herself, but she was afraid. Her mind took over, and she could feel her hand reaching for the phone, and her fingers wrapping around the instrument...
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Same time
Harm's Hotel Room
Bedtime for Harm seemed to be no matter then Mac's that night. He loved this woman so much that he was not sure if he was ashamed for loving her and kissing her tonight, or too in love to notice what the meaning behind that kiss could mean to their relationship.
'I could have stopped her from marrying Mic, but no I was too stubborn on that damn boat to even think about what the consequences of asking her to wait would mean,' Harm thought to himself.
*Harm was laying on a couch and looking out the window. Sydney was a wonderful world of lights, and all he could think of was that one line. 'On New Years, they light up the bridge with the words 'Eternity." Why couldn't she have understood that is how long I wanted to be with her not how long she had to wait.
Maybe that is where the problem lies. She misunderstood what he had meant by those words, and how he just was not ready to let go. He had too many problems on his mind including a murder case. He so wanted to show her his feelings for her, but he didn't believe it was the right time.
'I've gotta call her and explain it to her. Even tell her I love her if I need to do so, but I'm not in the best station in life to start a long term relationship. She'll understand, and she'll wait for me.'
He picked up the phone, and dialed the number. There was a busy signal on the other line. 'Who am I kidding by thinking it is all right to call her at this time?' He hung up the phone again, and fell asleep hoping tomorrow is never too late.*
"History wont repeat itself!" he said out loud to no one in particular. He slowly picked up the phone, and his fingers reached for the speed dial...
To be continued...