Spring Fever Ch. 6
Nothing new in the disclaimer and spoiler world
A/N Sorry this is so short. I needed a break from writing my Hamlet essay.(ugh!) Well I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving.
2345 (local time) Mac's room # 729
Harm paid little attention to the blue glow emanating form the TV. He rested his chin on the top of the head of the woman sleeping in his arms. When they reached her room Mac fell soundly asleep during the first ten minutes of the TV movie. He had to laugh. She slept with him, just not in the implied sence. Mac stirred slightly in his arms, causing Harm to bring her closer to him. He hugged her tightly and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Harm," Mac said with a lilt of uncertainty.
"Yeah?"
"Why were you laughing?"
"Oh, well because the time I sleep with you, we literally sleep, no. you sleep"
"Shut up sailor!" Mac playfully slapped his arm. Harm shot her is patented flyboy smile; he was truly lucky to love her.
"Hey Harm."
"Yeah?"
"I'm going to brush my teeth and change, k?
"I think I'll do the same. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Harrmmmm." Mac whined, "don't leave."
"Well, it would be very hard to get my tooth brush and other selected items that are in my room with out leaving." Was his matter of fact reply.
"Fine, be that way." Mac was beginning to get in a playful, sassy mood.
Mac quickly brushed her teeth and went to change. She hovered over her suitcase and debated over what to wear. She was not about to change into cotton boxers and a T-shirt. Then it hit her. She had packed the white silk nightgown, the one she had in Russia. 'Harm seems to like this one, it was money well spent.' With a sly smile she slipped into the slinky silk. Harm returned with his toiletries and a change of clothes. He figured he would probably not want to leave her in the morning. He knocked softly on the door, waiting for her to answer. Her angelic face greeted him when the door creaked open. He couldn't resist. His lips gently graced hers with the whisper of a kiss.
"Don't worry, more for later my Marine. Just let me set my things down." Mac leaned up against the wall that created the pseudo-hallway of the room. She just waited; it was only a matter of time before Harm took notice of what she was wearing. As he set his clothes down in a chair by the dresser, he glanced up at the mirror. He was mesmerized by what he saw. The moonlight hit her in such a way that she was glowing. Millions of thoughts raced through his not fully functional mind. 'She is so incredibly beautiful.' Harm almost choked. The smile on Mac's face let him know he had been heard. "You want to turn around and look at me, or I do suppose the mirror works just as well." Harm slowly turned to face her. They met in the center of the room. He was shaking as he held her; everything in all the eight years had been leading up to this moment. Now it had finally come, and he was petrified.
"Sarah, I love you so much and this is something I have wanted since I met you, but I hate to admit it, but I so nervous." He finished with a bout of nervous laughter.
"Harm, look at me, it has taken us eight years to get here, let's not waist any more time."
She felt his tender touch on her shoulder. His finger slipped the strap off her shoulder and let it fall. His other hand did the same. Her gown fluttered to the floor and landed at her feet in a mass of white silk. He gasped, to him she was more beautiful than he ever imagined. She let her hand rest on his firm muscular chest and the other run through his dark hair. She kissed him with all the passion that had built up in eight long years of longing. He quickly scooped her into his arms and placed her in bed. She watched in apprehension as he abandoned his boxers and climbed in next to her. His touch was electric and fueled her hunger for him. It was as though they could not get close enough to the other. His hands roamed her smooth body and left trails of kisses in their wake. She kissed him where ever she could and grabbed on to him as if he were giving her life. It was a night full of love and passion. Both giving themselves completely to the other.
1000 the next morning
Mac's room
Mac woke to the crashing of waves and the sunlight filling the room. For a moment she was disoriented and confused. She remembered the events of the night before and relished the feeling of the strong arms around her. When she thought about with whom it was holding her, she felt a feeling in her stomach radiate out through her body, it was true happiness. She turned in his arms so she was facing him. Mac was lazily tracing the outline of his face with her fingers, and let them stop and fall to his chest. She snuggled in close and rested her head underneath his chin, and listened to the lub- dub of his beating heart. His arms tightened their hold on her, surrounding her with a sense of security. Harm's eyes opened and he stared into hers.
"I love you." he whispered.
"Really I never would have guesses, especially after last night." Mac said poking for trouble. She kissed him quickly and jumped out if bed. "Come on, let's eat and hit the beach."
Harm slowly rolled out of bed and followed her retreating figure into the shower.
1045 (local time)
Hotel dining room
"So ninja-girl, what looks good? I see they offer dead cow, with a side of dead pig, sounds absolutely delightful. Ow! That was my shin!"
Mac's mischievous smile told him, she knew exactly what she kicked. The waiter came by and they ordered. Each to their own liking. They ate and laughed.
"Oh shit!" Mac's hand flew up to her brow covering her face. "Harm, I think I just saw Mic. This can't be happening."
"Mac.Sarah, it's going to be ok. One what are the odds Mic would be here, and two, you've got me here right by your side."
"Yeah, your right, no matter what I have you and nothing can break us apart."
The two lovebirds paid their bill and hit the beach arms linked and ready to bask in the Fijian sun. They unknowingly left a very angry Aussie stewing in the corner of the room.
Nothing new in the disclaimer and spoiler world
A/N Sorry this is so short. I needed a break from writing my Hamlet essay.(ugh!) Well I hope you all had a good Thanksgiving.
2345 (local time) Mac's room # 729
Harm paid little attention to the blue glow emanating form the TV. He rested his chin on the top of the head of the woman sleeping in his arms. When they reached her room Mac fell soundly asleep during the first ten minutes of the TV movie. He had to laugh. She slept with him, just not in the implied sence. Mac stirred slightly in his arms, causing Harm to bring her closer to him. He hugged her tightly and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
"Harm," Mac said with a lilt of uncertainty.
"Yeah?"
"Why were you laughing?"
"Oh, well because the time I sleep with you, we literally sleep, no. you sleep"
"Shut up sailor!" Mac playfully slapped his arm. Harm shot her is patented flyboy smile; he was truly lucky to love her.
"Hey Harm."
"Yeah?"
"I'm going to brush my teeth and change, k?
"I think I'll do the same. I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Harrmmmm." Mac whined, "don't leave."
"Well, it would be very hard to get my tooth brush and other selected items that are in my room with out leaving." Was his matter of fact reply.
"Fine, be that way." Mac was beginning to get in a playful, sassy mood.
Mac quickly brushed her teeth and went to change. She hovered over her suitcase and debated over what to wear. She was not about to change into cotton boxers and a T-shirt. Then it hit her. She had packed the white silk nightgown, the one she had in Russia. 'Harm seems to like this one, it was money well spent.' With a sly smile she slipped into the slinky silk. Harm returned with his toiletries and a change of clothes. He figured he would probably not want to leave her in the morning. He knocked softly on the door, waiting for her to answer. Her angelic face greeted him when the door creaked open. He couldn't resist. His lips gently graced hers with the whisper of a kiss.
"Don't worry, more for later my Marine. Just let me set my things down." Mac leaned up against the wall that created the pseudo-hallway of the room. She just waited; it was only a matter of time before Harm took notice of what she was wearing. As he set his clothes down in a chair by the dresser, he glanced up at the mirror. He was mesmerized by what he saw. The moonlight hit her in such a way that she was glowing. Millions of thoughts raced through his not fully functional mind. 'She is so incredibly beautiful.' Harm almost choked. The smile on Mac's face let him know he had been heard. "You want to turn around and look at me, or I do suppose the mirror works just as well." Harm slowly turned to face her. They met in the center of the room. He was shaking as he held her; everything in all the eight years had been leading up to this moment. Now it had finally come, and he was petrified.
"Sarah, I love you so much and this is something I have wanted since I met you, but I hate to admit it, but I so nervous." He finished with a bout of nervous laughter.
"Harm, look at me, it has taken us eight years to get here, let's not waist any more time."
She felt his tender touch on her shoulder. His finger slipped the strap off her shoulder and let it fall. His other hand did the same. Her gown fluttered to the floor and landed at her feet in a mass of white silk. He gasped, to him she was more beautiful than he ever imagined. She let her hand rest on his firm muscular chest and the other run through his dark hair. She kissed him with all the passion that had built up in eight long years of longing. He quickly scooped her into his arms and placed her in bed. She watched in apprehension as he abandoned his boxers and climbed in next to her. His touch was electric and fueled her hunger for him. It was as though they could not get close enough to the other. His hands roamed her smooth body and left trails of kisses in their wake. She kissed him where ever she could and grabbed on to him as if he were giving her life. It was a night full of love and passion. Both giving themselves completely to the other.
1000 the next morning
Mac's room
Mac woke to the crashing of waves and the sunlight filling the room. For a moment she was disoriented and confused. She remembered the events of the night before and relished the feeling of the strong arms around her. When she thought about with whom it was holding her, she felt a feeling in her stomach radiate out through her body, it was true happiness. She turned in his arms so she was facing him. Mac was lazily tracing the outline of his face with her fingers, and let them stop and fall to his chest. She snuggled in close and rested her head underneath his chin, and listened to the lub- dub of his beating heart. His arms tightened their hold on her, surrounding her with a sense of security. Harm's eyes opened and he stared into hers.
"I love you." he whispered.
"Really I never would have guesses, especially after last night." Mac said poking for trouble. She kissed him quickly and jumped out if bed. "Come on, let's eat and hit the beach."
Harm slowly rolled out of bed and followed her retreating figure into the shower.
1045 (local time)
Hotel dining room
"So ninja-girl, what looks good? I see they offer dead cow, with a side of dead pig, sounds absolutely delightful. Ow! That was my shin!"
Mac's mischievous smile told him, she knew exactly what she kicked. The waiter came by and they ordered. Each to their own liking. They ate and laughed.
"Oh shit!" Mac's hand flew up to her brow covering her face. "Harm, I think I just saw Mic. This can't be happening."
"Mac.Sarah, it's going to be ok. One what are the odds Mic would be here, and two, you've got me here right by your side."
"Yeah, your right, no matter what I have you and nothing can break us apart."
The two lovebirds paid their bill and hit the beach arms linked and ready to bask in the Fijian sun. They unknowingly left a very angry Aussie stewing in the corner of the room.
