Authors Note:
Sorry it took so long to update but here it is I hope you enjoy it!
The Royal Tahitian
Out in the Pacific Ocean
2235 Romeo
Tropics Lounge
Harm and Mac were sitting on one of the big couches talking softly. Mac was eating her third piece of the rich chocolate cake that was served with their dinner. Harm watched her eat it in amazement. How she could still be hungry was beyond him, she had eaten a whole salad, a bowl of soup and much to his displeasure a whole steak. Mac could feel his eyes on her and between bites she asked,
"What are you staring at?"
"Oh nothing, I was just marveling over how you can still be hungry."
"Well I am a marine, and you know you don't have to watch me eat it." Mac countered taking another bite, but she did it slower and more seductively this time, just to tick him off. Harm rolled his eyes and standing stated,
"Your right I don't so I'm going to go back to the cabin to a read book."
"Don't wait up for me!" Mac called to his retreating back. Harm just shook his head and headed towards the main staircase.
15 minutes later
Suite 19
Mac entered the room to see Harm lying in the middle of the bed in his boxers, reading one of his flight magazines. He looked up when she entered and smiled at her. He didn't dare laugh at the sight of her, with frosting on the side of her cheek. He stood and asked,
"You must have been anxious to see me in my skivvies."
"Why do you say that?"
"Oh I don't know maybe it's theā¦" He took his finger and wiped off the frosting on her cheek and after licking it off his finger added, "the chocolate frosting on your face." Mac was turning red now not only from the embarrassment but also from the truth in what he had said. She was a little anxious to see how the night would unfold but she hadn't expected to see him in nothing but his boxers. She would be having good dreams tonight. Shaking the thought away she stepped over to her suitcase that had been brought by earlier and opening it pulled out her Pj's and bustled off to the bathroom. Harm resumed his previous position on the bed and continued to read his magazine.
Mac emerged ten minutes later, teeth brushed and ready for bed. Harm looked up at her as she stood at the end of the bed clad in a pair of flannel sleeping shorts and a marine T-shirt.
"Well I see we left the frilly things at home. Honestly I'm a little disappointed." Harm teased. Mac put her hands on her hips and snapped,
"Ha-Ha very funny Sailor. I should have given you a red light for that but if you just move over I believe you're on my side of the bed."
"No." Harm stated simply setting the magazine on the bedside table.
"Yes now roll over." Mac commanded. Harm didn't budge, but instead said,
"I'll wrestle you for it."
"Okay! You're on!" Mac then dived onto the bed and began to wrestle with Harm. Within a few seconds he had her pinned down beneath him.
"Well that was easy and I rather like this position." Mac wasn't about to take that even from him. Quickly bringing her knee up she thrust it into his stomach, not to hurt him but just to get him to move and it worked. Harm rolled over and Mac was instantly leaning over him pinning him to the bed.
"Ha! I beat you! I thought I told you not to mess with a marine." Mac smiled.
"Okay fine Jarhead you win. Now let me up."
"Say Uncle first."
"No Mac."
"Yes, now say Uncle" Mac said pressing his wrists further into the bed.
"Okay, okay, Uncle. There I said it." Harm stated. He was glad that their playful bantering was back. Mac continued to smile and she got off of him and lay down on the side that she had rightfully claimed. Harm followed suit as Mac snuggled beneath the linen sheets. Harm slipped in beside her, even though he kept his distance Mac could feel the heat that seemed to be radiating off him. Mac quickly reached up and turning off the bedside lamp softly said,
"Goodnight Harm."
"Sweet dreams marine, sweet dreams." Harm rolled over and closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep to the gentle rocking of the ship on the ocean. Mac however lay awake late into the night before drifting off to sleep listening to Harm's steady breathing.
