Chapter 2: His arms

They were watching, "Shall We Dance?" while cuddled up on the couch together.

"Harm?" She asked sweetly.

"Yes honey?"

"Can you pause the movie? I have to get up real quick."

"Are you alright?" He asked as he reached the remote.

"Yeah I just want to brush my teeth."

"Okay, hurry back." He removed the blanket and let go of her.

"Will do." She walked to the bathroom and shivered on the way, "Grrr!" She growled.

Harm heard her, "Never knew marines to growl, especially you." He teased, "What's wrong?"

"Now I'm cold."

"Well if you hurry up back, you know I'll keep you warm."

"Yeah, I know, its just…" She was cut off by the touch of her feet to his bathroom floor, "…HOLY CRAP!"

"What? What happened?" He called.

"Your bathroom floor is too freakin cold!" She yelled.

Harm laughed as he stretched, "I'm sorry sweetie." She came out of the bathroom and made her way back to Harm. "Why didn't you wear socks in the first place?"

"Because I was wearing slippers and didn't need them."

"Oh well, get over here. I'm sure combined with me and this blanket, you'll be fine."

"I've got you, I don't need a blanket, but we can use it anyway." She said as she settled back into his arms. She snuggled back against his comfy chest and moved her arms so he could wrap his arms around her middle. He put the blanket over the two of them and reached for the remote.

"Warm enough?"

"Yes, I'm perfect honey. I'm always perfect when I'm in your arms. Well I'm always perfect when I'm with you period, but more specifically when I'm in your arms."

"Well at least the feeling is mutual." He teased. He put a playful kiss on her head.

It was to the part of the movie where Richard Gere, Mr. Clark, in the movie, comes up the escalator in a gorgeous white tux with a red rose in his hand and Mac shivered at how romantic that was. Harm felt Mac shiver and as if he had an instinct, he knew why she did. She could just imagine Harm coming up the escalator with his dress whites, gold wings, and a red rose and sweeping her off her feet. Boooy would she love that!

"God he is so sexy like that!" She squealed. "I could just see you doing that to me and sweeping me off my feet.

"I don't need to be in dress whites and gold wings to sweep you off your feet. Just one kiss does it, sweetheart."

"Yeah that's true, but the dress whites just add to a gorgeous man."