Harm's parents' house
Bahamas
Mac woke up and stretched. She looked to her left and smiled at Harm. They had finally gone to sleep around three in the morning and though she was exhausted she was awake only six hours later. Deciding against waking Harm up for another entertaining…event, she got out of bed. After throwing a robe on she wondered into the hallway. The walls were decorated with pictures and paintings similar to the ones she had seen in the foyer last night when they arrived. Probably from her gallery, Mac thought. She walked further and turned into a room occupied by a desk and three chairs. Mac could tell that this was where his mom worked when she was down here. It had a distinct feminine feel to it. When her stomach rumbled she decided that she would go find the kitchen and make breakfast for Harm then bring it to him in bed.
When she did eventually find the kitchen, she had to stand and stare at the size of it. It was at least the size of her apartment; fully equipped with a double oven and top-of-the-line stove and microwave. She walked to the refrigerator and after opening it decided that she would make an egg and cheese omelet for Harm while making bacon with hash browns for herself.
When she was done with breakfast, she set it on a tray and carried it upstairs into the bedroom. After making sure it wouldn't fall off the nightstand she bent to wake up Harm. Mac thought about how to got about waking him up before deciding that she would wake him up just as he woke her on the plane. She sat down on the side of the bed, careful not to touch him. Then, she touched her lips softly to his and pulled back to see if it worked. Nope, so she tried again, only this time she kissed him harder and longer.
Harm woke up slowly only to find out that he was being kissed. Knowing that it was Mac made it that much better. He tried to sit up but his body wasn't responding to the signals his brain was sending. So he improvised, winding his arms tightly around her waist and pulling her atop him.
Though there was a sheet, blanket, and robe separating them Mac could still feel the desire that was quickly building inside of him. Better stop this before it goes any farther, Mac thought, trying to get out of his grip. Even though he was still half asleep he was still stronger than her, so she switched tactics. "Harm, I made breakfast." She managed to get out between kisses. After that didn't work, she put her hand in between their mouths so he wouldn't be able to kiss her lips.
"Ah, c'mon Mac, what's the fun in waking up next to you and not being able to take advantage of it?" Harm complained.
"I'm sure you'll get your chance; just not this morning. I made us breakfast." Mac stated getting up and grabbing the tray off the nightstand. "An egg and cheese omelet for you and bacon with hash browns for me."
"Wow, Mac, thanks. You didn't have to do this." Harm said even as she placed the tray in front of him.
"I know I didn't have to do this, but I wanted to. Besides, it's the least I could do after everything you've done for me this weekend."
"But the weekend's not over yet. We still have all day today and tonight and tomorrow before we leave." Harm said through a mouthful of food.
"What are we doing today anyway?"
He swallowed before answering. "Well, I was thinking we could lay out on the beach and go swimming, then we could do whatever you wanted to do."
"That sounds like a plan." Mac stated, setting her plate aside.
After breakfast they shared a shower under the argument that they were only doing their part in conserving water. When they were ready they went down to the beach and swam in the ocean, which was surprisingly warm, then laid out and "got some sun." When Harm heard Mac's stomach growl he took her back to the house and told her sit down while he got lunch ready.
"But I want to help." Mac protested, sitting down at the table.
"Yeah, and I wanted to cook you breakfast but look how that turned out. So, you get to watch and wait until its ready."
"Are you saying that you didn't like that I made you breakfast?" Mac asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
"No, I loved that you made me breakfast. But I was going to make my special omelets. So instead of omelets, you're getting shrimp salad." Harm said getting out what he needed to make it.
Mac did as she was told and sat until lunch was ready and Harm joined her at the table.
"So, what do you want to do for the rest of the day?" Harm asked.
"I want to go shopping." Mac answered, already giddy with excitement.
"Well, there aren't a lot of shops, but I think we could manage that."
They set off on a three-hour shopping spree. Harm had been wrong, there were plenty of shops. Mac had bought something for just about everyone, Harm noted, everyone except herself.
"Mac, you bought something for everyone you know. Why not buy something for yourself?" Harm asked, holding the bags up to illustrate his point.
"Because I have everything I want; he's standing right in front of me." She smiled and kissed him before dodging into yet another store.
After finding her in the store, he said, "I want you to pick out a nice dress. One that you would wear to a fancy restaurant."
"Why?" Mac questioned, looking at him.
"Because I am taking you out to dinner tonight, and I want to buy you a dress." He explained.
"Well, if you're buying. Does it come with shoes?" Mac asked, with a smile on her face.
"It comes with anything you want."
It took another hour for her to pick out the perfect dress and the shoes to match. When they finally got back to the house it was nearly 5:30.
"We have about an hour before we have to be at the restaurant. So do whatever it is that women do to primp up or whatever." Harm said, handing her the bag containing her dress.
Mac took the bag from Harm and turned towards the bathroom. She indulged herself in the huge tub with scented bubbles and luxurious oils and lotions. After making sure her hair was perfect, she walked into the bedroom and pulled the dress out of the bag. From the moment she saw it hanging on the rack she knew it was the perfect dress. It was designed to make a man wonder what was underneath the little swatches of fabric and lace. It was strapless and went down to mid thigh, and the shoes she got accentuated her calves and making her look taller than she really was. She unzipped the back and stepped into it. After slipping into the shoes she gave herself one last look in the mirror and opened the door. She knew she would find Harm in the family room, most likely watching TV or reading a book.
Harm looked up from the TV screen when he heard her coming down the stairs. He had to stop his jaw from falling on the floor when he saw her. She was beautiful. The dress was perfect; it was tight in all the right places and showed just enough skin to make any man wonder what was beneath. He stood up and walked over to her and circled his finger, ordering her to turn around so he could get a view of the back.
When she turned around to face him again, he said, "You look amazing."
"Thank you. You don't look to bad yourself." That was the biggest understatement anyone could ever say. He looked gorgeous in his black suit and shirt, with a baby blue tie that made his eyes stand out much more.
"Shall we?" Harm asked, extending his arm.
Mac wound her arm through his and they were off.
Same Day Borders Restaurant Bahamas After being seated Harm ordered non-alcoholic Champaign and an appetizer for Mac and himself. "So, what do you think of the place?" Harm asked, taking her hand and entwining his fingers with hers. Mac took a moment to look around at the enormous dinning room with the crystal chandeliers and golden lamps. The plates were obviously hand painted with gold around the edges. "I think its beautiful. Everything is beautiful, right down to the plates and crystal glasses." Harm smiled in response and lifted his menu with his free hand. After ordering their food, Harm suggested that they dance. Mac agreed and joined him on the little dance floor of the restaurant. Harm brought his arm around her waist while the other held her hand close to his heart. Mac laid her head on his chest and slowly swayed with him to the music. This is all so perfect, Mac thought to herself. This whole weekend has been perfect. And to think that all we had to do is share our feelings and this could've happened years ago! Oh well, best not to dwell on the past. "What you thinking about?" Harm asked breaking the silence. "Just thinking that you're perfect. And that I love you." Mac answered looking up and smiling at him. Harm smiled back and bent down to kiss her. Should I do it now? I know she's going to be happy but I don't know when to do it. I was thinking after the meal, but now I'm thinking now. What to do, what to do? After much debate Harm decided that he would do it when they got back to the table."Harm, would you mind if we went at sat down now?" Mac asked, looking up. "These shoes go extremely well with the dress, but they are uncomfortable."
Harm smiled and nodded. He led her back to the table and pulled her chair out for her, but didn't go back to his own seat instead he knelt beside her chair and waited until she turned to face him.
"Harm, what's wrong?" Mac asked, looking concerned.
Harm pulled the box out of his jacket pocket and took a deep breath before looking up. He opened the box and started by saying, "Sarah, I love you more than life itself; you are my world. If you say yes, I promise to forever love you and Jamie. I promise to take care of you and protect you, even when you say that you are a marine and can take care of yourself. Will you marry me?"
Mac looked at the ring and then back at Harm with tears burning behind her eyes. "Harm, what about the kids? What if they don't want this? I mean, I love you more than anything but…" She trailed off when he slipped the ring out of the box.
"I knew you would say something like that. So, before I picked you up Friday, I made a stop at Bud and Harriet's house to ask them what they thought. I asked Jamie of she would allow me to marry you and the only thing that she said was "what took you so long in the first place?" Then I asked Jase if he would mind me getting married again and him getting a mother. He told to go for it and you with all I had and to not let you slip away, again. Does that answer your question?"
Mac nodded wordlessly, letting the tears finally fall.
"Good, now you can answer mine. Sarah Mackenzie, will you marry me?" Harm asked slipping the ring slowly on her finger.
"Yes." Was all she could manage before she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and holding him tightly. She pulled back and kissed him hard and long. "I love you." She said quietly when they parted.
"I love you, too." He said just as quietly.