AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I would like to take this moment to make a comment though. I love to read reviews. They help to inspire me to write more, but I don't appreciate one of the reviews I have received. He/she probably knows who he/she is. This is how I write my stories. I will not apologize if you don't like the way I write. I will always accept suggestions and constructive criticism when needed, but some remarks should be kept to yourself. That's all I have to say on the matter. I hope the rest of you enjoy this chapter.
Harm's POV
Ok, what the hell just happened? You just chickened out again Rabb. Geez, are you that dense? She left the door open for you and all you had to do was walk through it. But no, you had to slam it in her face and padlock it with "the dance" lock.
Damn, am I ever going to get this right. Not only did I hurt her again, I managed to piss her off as well. Those two things don't make a good mix. I need to make this right. I will make this right. I fly a F-14 for goodness sake. They are more risky than Mac. 'Yeah, but you don't risk your heart when you fly,' the little voice interjected. Well telling Mac how I feel is a risk I'm going to have to take. We can't go on like this. It's time I finish this.
Harm started walking towards the hotel with a newfound determination. He was firm with his decision. To him, there was no more backing down.
Mac's POV
Mac made her way back to her room. Frustration and anger was oozing from every pore. Trying to find an outlet for her feelings, Mac threw her suitcase full of clothes, pillows, and all the files she could get her hands on across the room. With a big sigh, she plopped down on her bed and put her head in her hands.
What am I going to do with him? He can be so frustrating at times. I can see it in his eyes what he wanted to tell me tonight, but he didn't have the balls to say it. "You know what I did." HA! I'm not even going to touch that statement. Of coarse I know what he did. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. Everybody and their mother-in-law could see what he did. He needs to find a different tune to dance to, because I have definitely changed my rhythm. Maybe I should let him sweat it out tonight. I'm too exhausted to keep going in circles with him. I think a nice hot bubble bath is in my future.
Mac got up from the bed and grabbed her pajamas. She had bought a very sexy negligee to wear if she and Harm had gotten this right. She was half tempted to wear it and knock on his door to surprise him. That would take the wind out of his sails for a while. She walked into the bathroom and marveled at the decadence. Well, actually, she just focused on the tub. More specifically, how many people could fit in said tub. Shaking her head to banish where her thoughts were going, Mac turned on the water and steam filled the room. She had bought some chamomile bubble bath at the store before she left for Australia. Somehow she knew she would need it. Before getting in, Mac found a light jazz station on the radio. It was just what she needed to set the mood for relaxation. Mac submerged herself in the tub, closed her eyes, and willed all the worries away. Little did she know, her bath was about to be interrupted.
Harm's POV
Outside Mac's door, Harm was forming a plan of action. He decided he would just come out and say what was on his mind. He figured if he would just walk in, tell her how he felt, maybe she would forgive him. That's if Mac will even let him in the room. He knocked on her door and got no response. He stood there knocking for a few minutes before he realized that their rooms were joined. With any luck, Mac didn't lock the joining door. Harm made his way to his room and went to the joining door. Polite as he is, he knocked first before going in. What he saw before his eyes shocked him. Mac's room looked like a tornado went through it. Taking in the site, Harm knew he really pissed her off this time.
"Mac where are you?"
Harm searched the room looking for Mac, but couldn't find her. He was heading towards the bathroom when he heard the soft melody a jazz. Harm raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Mac?"
Inside the bathroom, Mac must have dozed off. The chamomile had done the trick. She was so out of it that she didn't hear Harm calling out to her.
Harm figured Mac had to be in there, and he was getting a little worried when she didn't answer him. Harm tried the door and found it unlocked. Saying a quiet prayer for mercy should his marine ok and just ignoring him, he walked in. Steam was all he could see at first as he made his way into the bathroom. Finding his voice, Harm called out to Mac.
"Hey Mac! You in here?"
That must have done the trick because the next thing he hears is the scream from his marine.
"HARM!!!!"
Here it is. It may take me a while to update. Sorry. Life has decided to intervene. Now all you have to do is hit the lilac button and review. You know you want to. (evil grin)
Harm's POV
Ok, what the hell just happened? You just chickened out again Rabb. Geez, are you that dense? She left the door open for you and all you had to do was walk through it. But no, you had to slam it in her face and padlock it with "the dance" lock.
Damn, am I ever going to get this right. Not only did I hurt her again, I managed to piss her off as well. Those two things don't make a good mix. I need to make this right. I will make this right. I fly a F-14 for goodness sake. They are more risky than Mac. 'Yeah, but you don't risk your heart when you fly,' the little voice interjected. Well telling Mac how I feel is a risk I'm going to have to take. We can't go on like this. It's time I finish this.
Harm started walking towards the hotel with a newfound determination. He was firm with his decision. To him, there was no more backing down.
Mac's POV
Mac made her way back to her room. Frustration and anger was oozing from every pore. Trying to find an outlet for her feelings, Mac threw her suitcase full of clothes, pillows, and all the files she could get her hands on across the room. With a big sigh, she plopped down on her bed and put her head in her hands.
What am I going to do with him? He can be so frustrating at times. I can see it in his eyes what he wanted to tell me tonight, but he didn't have the balls to say it. "You know what I did." HA! I'm not even going to touch that statement. Of coarse I know what he did. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. Everybody and their mother-in-law could see what he did. He needs to find a different tune to dance to, because I have definitely changed my rhythm. Maybe I should let him sweat it out tonight. I'm too exhausted to keep going in circles with him. I think a nice hot bubble bath is in my future.
Mac got up from the bed and grabbed her pajamas. She had bought a very sexy negligee to wear if she and Harm had gotten this right. She was half tempted to wear it and knock on his door to surprise him. That would take the wind out of his sails for a while. She walked into the bathroom and marveled at the decadence. Well, actually, she just focused on the tub. More specifically, how many people could fit in said tub. Shaking her head to banish where her thoughts were going, Mac turned on the water and steam filled the room. She had bought some chamomile bubble bath at the store before she left for Australia. Somehow she knew she would need it. Before getting in, Mac found a light jazz station on the radio. It was just what she needed to set the mood for relaxation. Mac submerged herself in the tub, closed her eyes, and willed all the worries away. Little did she know, her bath was about to be interrupted.
Harm's POV
Outside Mac's door, Harm was forming a plan of action. He decided he would just come out and say what was on his mind. He figured if he would just walk in, tell her how he felt, maybe she would forgive him. That's if Mac will even let him in the room. He knocked on her door and got no response. He stood there knocking for a few minutes before he realized that their rooms were joined. With any luck, Mac didn't lock the joining door. Harm made his way to his room and went to the joining door. Polite as he is, he knocked first before going in. What he saw before his eyes shocked him. Mac's room looked like a tornado went through it. Taking in the site, Harm knew he really pissed her off this time.
"Mac where are you?"
Harm searched the room looking for Mac, but couldn't find her. He was heading towards the bathroom when he heard the soft melody a jazz. Harm raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Mac?"
Inside the bathroom, Mac must have dozed off. The chamomile had done the trick. She was so out of it that she didn't hear Harm calling out to her.
Harm figured Mac had to be in there, and he was getting a little worried when she didn't answer him. Harm tried the door and found it unlocked. Saying a quiet prayer for mercy should his marine ok and just ignoring him, he walked in. Steam was all he could see at first as he made his way into the bathroom. Finding his voice, Harm called out to Mac.
"Hey Mac! You in here?"
That must have done the trick because the next thing he hears is the scream from his marine.
"HARM!!!!"
Here it is. It may take me a while to update. Sorry. Life has decided to intervene. Now all you have to do is hit the lilac button and review. You know you want to. (evil grin)