Chapter 8
Monday Morning
This morning Mac woke early to a damp, chilly, rainy day that symbolized the beginning of the end of summer. Mac was preparing breakfast in bed for Harm, a small token of her appreciation of all that he'd done for her this weekend.
Harm was sleeping in as his reward for staying up late and cleaning the bathroom after the bubble bath. The room had turned into a disaster area, but not one that couldn't be fixed he determined as he surveyed the damage. Harm had found a mop in one of the closets and once he soaked up the water from the tub overflow, he moved on to mop the floors and clean the bubble residue from the walls and ceilings. Then the room was wiped down and dried with towels. He had wondered if it had been worth all the trouble. He laughed to himself, absolutely.
Mac entered quietly with a tray of food and made her way toward the bed, setting it on the nightstand in order to wake Harm up. Mac silently watched Harm sleep; he was lying on his side with the covers around his hip. Mac reclined on the bed, leaning on her arm, and set to work nibbling on his ear, then working her way down to his neck and shoulder with kisses.
Harm hadn't stirred, so Mac decided on another approach. She rolled him onto his back and ducked her head under the covers, working the surrounding areas with her mouth and tongue. That did the trick finally, and she remained below at the sound of his urgent moans of pleasure to finish what she had started.
Afterward, Mac came from under the covers, slowly working her way up his body to capture his lips in a slow, sensual kiss. "Morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, but the wake up call was......" he said while trying to catch his breath and working at the base of her throat with his lips. "I wouldn't mind waking up every morning like that, with you."
Mac slipped out of bed and brought the tray to Harm. She had him sit up and positioned the tray in front of him containing French toast with cinnamon and syrup, and fresh fruit bowl with cantaloupe, honeydew melon, strawberries, and blueberries, a glass of orange juice and coffee. After Harm finished Mac cleared his place and came back to bed, where they had decided to stay for most of the morning.
Wanting to prolong the bliss that had enveloped them, the rain outside gave them the perfect excuse to stay in bed and snuggle under the covers. They shared lots of tender moments with touches, caresses, kisses, little whispers of love. Later in the day they reluctantly got out of bed to eat, spending the rest of the day relaxing on the couch with the TV, a book and companionable silence.
In the evening after dinner, the rain had let up sufficiently to allow Harm and Mac to venture outside for some fresh air. They sat on the swing and after Mac positioned herself against Harm with her legs curled up, he covered them both with the blanket he brought and they settled back to relax.
Mac watched the clouds fly by them as if in a silent race for some destination only they were privy to. She sighed, "It's so beautiful up here, so peaceful."
Harm agreed. "I'm glad I was able to find this place. It's like losing yourself in an alternate universe when you're up here. No work, no one you know, just friendly people and small town living. You were right when you said this was like a fantasy."
Mac looked around, taking in her surroundings and started feeling sad, her eyes starting to mist. "I'm going to miss this place."
Harm took Mac's hand and squeezed it. "Yeah, me too."
Mac wrapped her arms around Harm's waist and held him tight. "Harm, I'm so grateful to you for offering to share this with me."
Harm hugged her back and kissed the top of her forehead. "I'm honored that you allowed me to share this with you."
Tuesday Morning
Harm and Mac were disappointed by today's forecast, which was just as bleak as yesterday's. They knew they had already gotten the two best days out of their extended weekend and discussed the idea of leaving early. They were understandably hesitant about leaving but decided that it would be best to head back early because of the slick roads and probable heavy traffic.
They set about cleaning the cabin, making sure to empty out the refrigerator, throw away the garbage, and take the sheets off of the beds. They had the place squared away in no time.
Harm and Mac silently packed up the car, each lost in their own thoughts. Harm packed the bears and Mac's new comforter set she had bought on the trip up. Mac packed their suitcases and put them in the back of the car. The extra sodas and some other non-perishable food items they had left over were put up front with them to snack on during the return trip.
It was time to go back to reality but neither of them wanted the fantasy to end. Harm and Mac took one more look around to make sure they hadn't forgotten anything, then walked hand in hand back to the car. Harm gave Mac a tight hug and a long, slow kiss. And they were on their way.
They drove in relative silence, both caught up in the memories of the weekend. Harm reflected back on his time with Mac; he had the time of his life and learned so much about her on this trip. It was so good to watch her smile and laugh and be happy. He stored the memories away to take out and savor again and again.
Mac couldn't help but remember with affection all the things that endeared Harm to her as she closed her eyes and replayed the weekend in her mind. She realized with a gleam in her smile, that Harm would do anything to make her happy.....and that he loves her.
They were about half way home and so far the ride was uneventful but also too quiet. Harm stole glances Mac's way, but she had her head turned toward the window looking out. He could hear her sniffling intermittently. Then she finally spoke.
Mac's eyes were filled with tears as she spoke to the window, "I can't believe it's over already."
Harm reached over for her hand. "Me either, the time went so quickly."
Mac brought her hands to her face and started sobbing.
Harm reached out to touch her arm, "Hey, are you okay?" Mac shook her head no.
Harm got off at the next exit and pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant. He stopped the car and turned off the ignition. He faced Mac and put his arm around her, which opened the floodgates.
"Come here." Harm put his seat all the way back and he grabbed Mac, helping her onto his lap and resting her head against his shoulder as he held her around her waist with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. He held her that way for several minutes, until Mac stopped crying.
"Okay?" he asked as he attempted to wipe the tears away.
Mac nodded her head but wasn't able to talk; she remained quiet hoping the urge to cry again would pass. She held fast to Harm and felt comfort in his embrace. They sat there for a while longer.
Mac finally lifted her head and met Harm's eyes. "I'm okay now, I think."
Harm ran his hand up and down Mac's back. "Are you sure? We're in no hurry to get back, so if you feel like sitting here for a little while longer, it's okay. Do you want to talk?"
She straightened up and looked around, "I guess we should get back now. I'm really not ready to talk yet though." She looked back at him with shrug and a hopeful smile, "At least the water works have stopped."
He smiled back and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Okay, we'll talk when we get back. But we will talk"
Mac looked down to examine her tissue and nodded her agreement.
With that, Mac got back into her seat, Harm started the car and they got back on the road home. Mac stayed quiet for the remainder of the trip. Harm stole glances at her to make sure she was okay.
They pulled up to Mac's apartment finally and Harm stopped out front. They unloaded her things and Harm helped her carry them upstairs. Mac let them in and once they got inside she dropped her everything and ran for his arms. He pulled her into a tight hug. Mac's eyes misted up again, but she blinked back the tears and when she felt better, she was able to pull away.
"I'm going to put on some water for tea, will you stay?" She asked.
He stepped forward. "For how long?"
She shrugged. "As long as you want."
He reached for her hand. "Do you want me to spend the night?"
She stepped closer. "If you want to."
He looked into her eyes. "Is that what you want, Mac?"
She looked up at him with a hopeful smile. "The fantasy continues until tomorrow, right?"
Harm tipped her chin up and looked into her sad eyes. "What are you thinking, Mac, that after tonight none of this is real anymore? Did I ever give you the impression that this was going to be just a fling weekend?"
She shrugged as she focused on one of the buttons on his shirt. "No, it's just the end of the fantasy."
Harm grabbed a hold of her shoulders and searched her eyes. "No, it's not the end, Mac. It's the beginning. Remember when I told you that I would make your fantasy a reality? I meant that. This is real, Mac, at least it is for me. I love you."
Mac walked into Harm's embrace and held him tight, then pulled back and looked up at him. "I love the fantasy, but I want the reality. I want you."
"You've got me." He whispered as he leaned down and brushed his lips to hers, becoming lost in the taste of her. The kiss slowly deepened, creating a heat that enveloped them.
They pulled apart finally. "Stay." She offered.
"For as long as you'll have me. I have to run by my apartment and get my uniform for tomorrow. I'll be right back." He said before he stopped to pull her in for another searing kiss.
Mac busied herself, making a cup of tea and putting the new comforter set on the bed along with a fresh set of sheets. She surveyed the room when she finished and smiled. Better, brighter. She sighed and smiled.
A short time later, Harm let himself into Mac's apartment and called out to her but she didn't answer. He walked into the kitchen; it was empty. He exited the kitchen and looked up, then froze.
Mac was standing at the entrance to her bedroom, clad only in a big red bow, a coy smile, and brushing a rose the length of her naked body. "Cat got your tongue?"
He swallowed. "Wow."
Mac giggled. "Welcome home, sailor." She said as she disappeared from view. Then her hand snaked out and she beckoned him with her finger.
I am finally home, he thought, as he walked in and closed the door softly behind him.
THE END
Monday Morning
This morning Mac woke early to a damp, chilly, rainy day that symbolized the beginning of the end of summer. Mac was preparing breakfast in bed for Harm, a small token of her appreciation of all that he'd done for her this weekend.
Harm was sleeping in as his reward for staying up late and cleaning the bathroom after the bubble bath. The room had turned into a disaster area, but not one that couldn't be fixed he determined as he surveyed the damage. Harm had found a mop in one of the closets and once he soaked up the water from the tub overflow, he moved on to mop the floors and clean the bubble residue from the walls and ceilings. Then the room was wiped down and dried with towels. He had wondered if it had been worth all the trouble. He laughed to himself, absolutely.
Mac entered quietly with a tray of food and made her way toward the bed, setting it on the nightstand in order to wake Harm up. Mac silently watched Harm sleep; he was lying on his side with the covers around his hip. Mac reclined on the bed, leaning on her arm, and set to work nibbling on his ear, then working her way down to his neck and shoulder with kisses.
Harm hadn't stirred, so Mac decided on another approach. She rolled him onto his back and ducked her head under the covers, working the surrounding areas with her mouth and tongue. That did the trick finally, and she remained below at the sound of his urgent moans of pleasure to finish what she had started.
Afterward, Mac came from under the covers, slowly working her way up his body to capture his lips in a slow, sensual kiss. "Morning. Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah, but the wake up call was......" he said while trying to catch his breath and working at the base of her throat with his lips. "I wouldn't mind waking up every morning like that, with you."
Mac slipped out of bed and brought the tray to Harm. She had him sit up and positioned the tray in front of him containing French toast with cinnamon and syrup, and fresh fruit bowl with cantaloupe, honeydew melon, strawberries, and blueberries, a glass of orange juice and coffee. After Harm finished Mac cleared his place and came back to bed, where they had decided to stay for most of the morning.
Wanting to prolong the bliss that had enveloped them, the rain outside gave them the perfect excuse to stay in bed and snuggle under the covers. They shared lots of tender moments with touches, caresses, kisses, little whispers of love. Later in the day they reluctantly got out of bed to eat, spending the rest of the day relaxing on the couch with the TV, a book and companionable silence.
In the evening after dinner, the rain had let up sufficiently to allow Harm and Mac to venture outside for some fresh air. They sat on the swing and after Mac positioned herself against Harm with her legs curled up, he covered them both with the blanket he brought and they settled back to relax.
Mac watched the clouds fly by them as if in a silent race for some destination only they were privy to. She sighed, "It's so beautiful up here, so peaceful."
Harm agreed. "I'm glad I was able to find this place. It's like losing yourself in an alternate universe when you're up here. No work, no one you know, just friendly people and small town living. You were right when you said this was like a fantasy."
Mac looked around, taking in her surroundings and started feeling sad, her eyes starting to mist. "I'm going to miss this place."
Harm took Mac's hand and squeezed it. "Yeah, me too."
Mac wrapped her arms around Harm's waist and held him tight. "Harm, I'm so grateful to you for offering to share this with me."
Harm hugged her back and kissed the top of her forehead. "I'm honored that you allowed me to share this with you."
Tuesday Morning
Harm and Mac were disappointed by today's forecast, which was just as bleak as yesterday's. They knew they had already gotten the two best days out of their extended weekend and discussed the idea of leaving early. They were understandably hesitant about leaving but decided that it would be best to head back early because of the slick roads and probable heavy traffic.
They set about cleaning the cabin, making sure to empty out the refrigerator, throw away the garbage, and take the sheets off of the beds. They had the place squared away in no time.
Harm and Mac silently packed up the car, each lost in their own thoughts. Harm packed the bears and Mac's new comforter set she had bought on the trip up. Mac packed their suitcases and put them in the back of the car. The extra sodas and some other non-perishable food items they had left over were put up front with them to snack on during the return trip.
It was time to go back to reality but neither of them wanted the fantasy to end. Harm and Mac took one more look around to make sure they hadn't forgotten anything, then walked hand in hand back to the car. Harm gave Mac a tight hug and a long, slow kiss. And they were on their way.
They drove in relative silence, both caught up in the memories of the weekend. Harm reflected back on his time with Mac; he had the time of his life and learned so much about her on this trip. It was so good to watch her smile and laugh and be happy. He stored the memories away to take out and savor again and again.
Mac couldn't help but remember with affection all the things that endeared Harm to her as she closed her eyes and replayed the weekend in her mind. She realized with a gleam in her smile, that Harm would do anything to make her happy.....and that he loves her.
They were about half way home and so far the ride was uneventful but also too quiet. Harm stole glances Mac's way, but she had her head turned toward the window looking out. He could hear her sniffling intermittently. Then she finally spoke.
Mac's eyes were filled with tears as she spoke to the window, "I can't believe it's over already."
Harm reached over for her hand. "Me either, the time went so quickly."
Mac brought her hands to her face and started sobbing.
Harm reached out to touch her arm, "Hey, are you okay?" Mac shook her head no.
Harm got off at the next exit and pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant. He stopped the car and turned off the ignition. He faced Mac and put his arm around her, which opened the floodgates.
"Come here." Harm put his seat all the way back and he grabbed Mac, helping her onto his lap and resting her head against his shoulder as he held her around her waist with one hand and rubbed her back with the other. He held her that way for several minutes, until Mac stopped crying.
"Okay?" he asked as he attempted to wipe the tears away.
Mac nodded her head but wasn't able to talk; she remained quiet hoping the urge to cry again would pass. She held fast to Harm and felt comfort in his embrace. They sat there for a while longer.
Mac finally lifted her head and met Harm's eyes. "I'm okay now, I think."
Harm ran his hand up and down Mac's back. "Are you sure? We're in no hurry to get back, so if you feel like sitting here for a little while longer, it's okay. Do you want to talk?"
She straightened up and looked around, "I guess we should get back now. I'm really not ready to talk yet though." She looked back at him with shrug and a hopeful smile, "At least the water works have stopped."
He smiled back and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Okay, we'll talk when we get back. But we will talk"
Mac looked down to examine her tissue and nodded her agreement.
With that, Mac got back into her seat, Harm started the car and they got back on the road home. Mac stayed quiet for the remainder of the trip. Harm stole glances at her to make sure she was okay.
They pulled up to Mac's apartment finally and Harm stopped out front. They unloaded her things and Harm helped her carry them upstairs. Mac let them in and once they got inside she dropped her everything and ran for his arms. He pulled her into a tight hug. Mac's eyes misted up again, but she blinked back the tears and when she felt better, she was able to pull away.
"I'm going to put on some water for tea, will you stay?" She asked.
He stepped forward. "For how long?"
She shrugged. "As long as you want."
He reached for her hand. "Do you want me to spend the night?"
She stepped closer. "If you want to."
He looked into her eyes. "Is that what you want, Mac?"
She looked up at him with a hopeful smile. "The fantasy continues until tomorrow, right?"
Harm tipped her chin up and looked into her sad eyes. "What are you thinking, Mac, that after tonight none of this is real anymore? Did I ever give you the impression that this was going to be just a fling weekend?"
She shrugged as she focused on one of the buttons on his shirt. "No, it's just the end of the fantasy."
Harm grabbed a hold of her shoulders and searched her eyes. "No, it's not the end, Mac. It's the beginning. Remember when I told you that I would make your fantasy a reality? I meant that. This is real, Mac, at least it is for me. I love you."
Mac walked into Harm's embrace and held him tight, then pulled back and looked up at him. "I love the fantasy, but I want the reality. I want you."
"You've got me." He whispered as he leaned down and brushed his lips to hers, becoming lost in the taste of her. The kiss slowly deepened, creating a heat that enveloped them.
They pulled apart finally. "Stay." She offered.
"For as long as you'll have me. I have to run by my apartment and get my uniform for tomorrow. I'll be right back." He said before he stopped to pull her in for another searing kiss.
Mac busied herself, making a cup of tea and putting the new comforter set on the bed along with a fresh set of sheets. She surveyed the room when she finished and smiled. Better, brighter. She sighed and smiled.
A short time later, Harm let himself into Mac's apartment and called out to her but she didn't answer. He walked into the kitchen; it was empty. He exited the kitchen and looked up, then froze.
Mac was standing at the entrance to her bedroom, clad only in a big red bow, a coy smile, and brushing a rose the length of her naked body. "Cat got your tongue?"
He swallowed. "Wow."
Mac giggled. "Welcome home, sailor." She said as she disappeared from view. Then her hand snaked out and she beckoned him with her finger.
I am finally home, he thought, as he walked in and closed the door softly behind him.
THE END