Disclaimer: If they belonged to me, when the finale came, many, MANY moons from now, there'd be no issues of "will they or won't they" because they would have long ago!
A/N: Thanks to everyone for the swell reviews! A few folks have asked me why I love San Antonio, Texas so much, enough to set the first part of Harm and Mac's honeymoon there. It's just a really cool place to visit, I guess! The food is wonderful, it's a very pretty city (the tourist spots anyway, every town has it's not-so-nice places), lots of history, culture, etc... It's not necessarily a place I could see them in initially, but the more I thought about it, the more it seemed to fit and seemed to be a place I could have some fun with.
Here's the next San Antonio honeymoon chapter, the latter parts rated R (enjoy, all my fellow shippers, enjoy!)
Chapter 61:
"Ugh" said Mac as they walked out of the restauraunt, "I'm full."
"What's that?" kidded Harm, holding his hand to his ear as if he was hard of hearing. "My Marine is what?"
"You heard me" said Mac, "I'm full, but it all tasted soooo good!"
"Indeed it did" agreed Harm as the pair stood in the middle of the sidewalk. "Which way should we go, left or right?"
"Right" replied Mac.
"Works for me" said Harm, taking a hold of Mac's hand.
They strolled along the Riverwalk, taking in the atmosphere, the people, the culture around them.
"Hey, look" said Harm, pointing at the Mariachi band playing on one of the river ferries.
"How neat!" exclaimed Mac. "I thought we might get to hear some Mariachi music here."
"It's a lot different than anything we've heard before, huh?" said Harm.
"Yeah" she replied, "it just adds to the whole 'Spanish experience'" said Mac, clearly enjoying herself.
Harm leaned down and gave her a kiss.
She replied with a smile.
They walked on a bit farther and came upon a point of entry to the ferry boats.
"Wanna keep walking or get on the boat?" asked Harm.
"We can go on the boat" said Mac, "we've walked quite a way since dinner, I think we've earned a little break."
They stepped forward onto the platform and purchased their tickets just as a ferry was returning. Once all the passengers from the previous ride had unloaded, the operator welcomed the next group aboard.
"Here, babe" said Harm, "lemme go first, then I'll help you in."
"OK" said Mac, loving how thoughtful and romantic her husband was being.
Harm stepped off the platform and onto the boat, then reached both arms out to help Mac aboard.
"Thanks" she said, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him.
They took their seats near the back of the boat and waited as the rest of the group came on board.
"This is a far cry from the boats we're usually on" commented Mac with a laugh.
"Yeah" agreed Harm, "none of those damn knee-knockers to contend with!"
"I've never figured out why they call them that" said Mac, "shouldn't they be called 'shin-knockers'. They don't come close to hitting people's knees, you know?"
Harm couldn't help but laugh at the wit of his precious bride.
"Oh baby" he said, "sometimes you're just too inquisitive for anyone's good."
"But you love me anyway" she replied.
"You know it." said Harm.
Mac laid her head on his shoulder as the ferry pushed away from the platform.
"That was really neat" said Mac as they departed the ferry. They'd seen so much more of the Riverwalk than if they'd just walked the area they had dined in, and as the sun set during their ferry ride and the shops and eateries lit up for the evening, it was really a sight to see.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, babe" said Harm. "Ready to go check out the hotel?"
"Definitely" said Mac, "you said it's on the Riverwalk, right?"
"Yes, it is" answered Harm. "It's not too far to walk from here, but we need to go move the car anyway, so we'll drive."
"Sure" said Mac, wrapping her arm around Harm's waist as they walked back to the parking lot.
"Keep 'em closed" said Harm as he led Mac off the hotel elevator.
"They're closed, they're closed" she said, holding her hand over her eyes as he'd asked her to do when they boarded the elevator. He didn't want her to figure out which floor they were stopping on, and he wanted her first view of their room to be perfect, hence the decision to keep her from peeking until he made sure everything was just as he wanted it to be.
"OK" he said, "just stand right here, babe, I'm gonna make sure they gave us the right room."
"I won't move, I promise" laughed Mac as she stood near the wall. Harm fished the key card from his back pocket and slid it into the slot on the door. He stepped inside, turned on the lights, and took a few seconds to walk around and make sure his special requests had been attended to. Satisfied with everything, he went out to bring Mac in.
"Here, gimme your hand" he said, reaching out towards her, "and don't open your eyes till I say to, OK?"
"OK, Harm" laughed Mac again, all the while wondering exactly what her sweet hubby had plotted that was so secretive.
He led her through the door and into the middle of the room.
"OK" he said, "open."
Mac slowly opened her eyes.
"Oh, Harm…" was all she could say as she marveled at what surrounded her. The room was enormous, bigger than any she'd ever stayed in before. It was decorated in deep purple with gold and silver accents everywhere. In one corner was a reclining loveseat. Across from that sat an oak wood armoire which housed a big screen TV. There was a desk along one wall and a phone table along another. The centerpiece of the room was the king sized, 4 poster bed with a dark purple comforter and matching canopy.
"Do you like it?" asked Harm as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders.
"Wow…" was the only reply she could manage.
"There's more" he said, reaching down to take her hand.
"I'm not sure I can handle much more" said Mac, wiping a few tears from her eyes.
He led her into the bathroom and flipped the lightswitch, then looked down to see her reaction.
"Oh…"
Next to the crystal clear shower stall was a full-sized whirlpool tub. It was already filled and bubbling, surrounded by a dozen lavender scented candles. Purple and lilac colored rose petals were strewn about the entire area, and from the built-in CD player came the instrumental version of the song they'd danced their first dance as husband and wife to, "Can You Feel The Love Tonight" by Elton John.
"It's amazing, Harm" whispered Mac as she looked into his eyes, "thank you…"
"You're more than welcome" he replied, rubbing his hand across her cheek and catching a lone stray teardrop as it fell.
"I love you so much" she said, putting her arms around his neck and pulling his face towards her own. They kissed passionately for a few moments before Mac pulled back.
"Did the bellhop bring our bags up yet?" she asked softly.
"Yeah" replied Harm, running his fingers through her hair.
"Good" said Mac, "I need a few things out of mine and 5 minutes alone, OK?"
"OK" said Harm, stealing one more kiss before stepping away.
Mac walked past him to find her suitcase. She fumbled around with the contents, not wanting Harm to see what she was taking out, and when she had what she was looking for, she held it close and discreetly carried it back to the bathroom.
"5 minutes" called Harm as she closed the door, "after that, I'm comin' in!"
"If you say so, flyboy" called Mac in reply as she laid a few things out along the countertop.
"Wonder what she's doing in there?" thought Harm to himself as he kicked his shoes and socks off and untucked his shirt. He walked over to the window and peeked between the curtains at the view from way up there. It was amazing. The night sky was so dark and the stars so bright, were it not for the buildings, one could easily see for miles.
As he was pondering how beautiful the world looked from where he stood, he heard the bathroom door open. He turned his gaze in that direction, his heart skipping several beats when he caught sight of his wife.
"Mac…" he said, wanting to say more but finding himself at a total loss for words. She was wearing a sheer, black robe over a lacy black teddy, neither of which left much to the imagination. Her hair was pulled up in a clip, a few locks left flowing across her shoulders.
"You like it?" she asked, not that she needed to ask, but wanting to hear his answer anyway.
"Wh…uh…yeah" he stammered, "it's…wow…"
"Well then" she said as she leaned against the doorframe, "what are you doing all the way over there?"
That was all the invitation he needed. He raced across the room and took her in his arms, their lips meeting passionately, their tounges fighting for dominance over one another.
He pressed her against the wall outside the bathroom, losing himself in the firey kiss as she ran her fingers through his hair and across his back.
He picked her up and carried her to the bed, placing his hand behind her head as he carefully laid her down. He stepped back to look at her for just a moment, the desire in his eyes enough to make her crazy.
Seconds later, he was kissing her once again, his knees on either side of her body as he laid over her.
She grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it upwards. They broke the kiss only long enough for him to take hold of the shirt and yank it over his head, tossing it haphazardly behind himself.
"I love you…" he whispered seductively.
"I love you…" she replied, reaching for the button on his jeans as their lips continued to battle.
In one of her patented "Marine moves", she wrapped her arms around his torso while she shifted her momentum to her left, causing him to end up beneath her.
"Damn, you're good" he growled, looking up at her from his new positon.
"You ain't seen nothin' yet" replied Mac. She began to draw tiny circles across his chest with her fingers.
She'd go here.
She'd go there.
She'd stop and kiss him again.
"You're cruel" he whispered with a smile.
"Mm - hmm…" replied Mac as she slipped the sheer black robe off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor beside the bed.
She could almost hear his heart beating faster as she leaned in again and ran her fingers through his hair.
He rubbed his hands all over her back, moving the straps of her teddy out of his way, losing what little capacity for rational thought remained at that point.
"Oh, God" he gasped as in the process of undoing the zipper on his jeans, she'd run her hand in the wrong place.
"Careful" he said, "anymore of that and you just might have to wait for the encore to catch the show."
She laughed just a little bit. "Self-control, flyboy, self-control."
His self-control had gone AWOL the moment he laid eyes on her in that sexy little black two-piece, and she knew it.
"What say we lose these?" she asked in a deep, sultry voice as she raked her nails up and down the leg of his jeans.
He gave her a single nod.
She climbed off of him and stood at his feet next to the bed. She took hold of the ends of both legs of his jeans, and with a couple strong tugs, they joined the clothing already cast onto the floor.
She climbed back on top of him and plunged her lips towards his.
He moved his hands all over her body, across her back, and inside that naughty black number.
"Mmm…" she purred as she felt his hands on her bare skin.
"I think" he said as he tugged on the straps of the teddy, "that this needs to go."
"So get rid of it" said Mac before busying herself with creating a "love tattoo" on his collarbone.
He reached around her back once more, finding the tiny zipper and moving it downward. Mac sat up over him, straddling his body and taking her lips away from his collarbone, which now sported a dark pink mark.
He took the straps around his index fingers and slowly pulled them down, his breath catching in his throat as within seconds the teddy was gathered at her waist.
In a move not unlike the one she'd used on him earlier, he flipped them both over to where he was once again on top of her.
Putting his feet on the floor for just a moment, he hooked his index fingers around the bottom of what little bit of the teddy was still covering her and tugged it off.
He stood before her and stared at her bare body as it lay on that mammoth bed before him.
"God, you're beautiful…" he mumbled as he began to climb back onto the bed.
"Forgetting something?" asked Mac as she nodded towards his hunter green slik boxers.
"Don't you want the honors?" he replied huskily, giving her enough of a grin to make her heart race.
"No, go ahead" she answered, "then get that cute ass back over here!"
Without another word, he stripped the boxers from his body and practically lept back onto the bed, their lips once again meeting in a magnetic fury.
They embraced one another, their hands roaming to places high, low and all in between.
"Mmmph…" said Mac as she tried to speak with his lips still covering hers.
"Huh?" he asked, pulling away for just a second.
"Now" she said, "right now!"
"Nuh-uh" he replied as he kissed all over her tummy.
"You're evil" she whined, pretending she hated it when he played that little game.
She loved it, and he knew it.
"Yep" he replied, touching her belly button with the tip of his tounge.
"Haaaarm…" she purred, "you know what that does to me…"
"Nothin' compared to what I'm about to do, baby" he replied.
Suffice it to say, they were really glad they had a corner suite without any neighbors.
…some while later…
"Think we should go check out that whirlpool?" asked Mac, her head leaning against his chest. His heartbeat had slowed down some, but she could tell it was still up there a good bit.
"I think that sounds like a lovely idea, my dear" he replied, "then we should check out the shower…then maybe that loveseat over there…"
"My, my" said Mac, "aren't we insatiable this evening?"
"That differs from most evenings how?" asked Harm with a smile.
Mac just laughed a little.
"You really think we can do it on that loveseat?" she asked.
"Sure" he answered, "why not?"
"Reclined or upright?" she asked, looking up to see his face.
"I dunno" he said, "let's do both and I'll get back to you."
She stretched herself up and gave his lips a kiss.
"I'm beginning to think we'll get less sleep this week than we do at home when Ainsley wakes up every 4 hours" she said.
"Perhaps" he replied, "but it's gonna be an amazing week, Mac."
"I know it will be" she said. "After all, I'm with you."
A/N: Several folks have asked me lately how my own situation is going with regards to the fertility treatments. I've been out of the game for the last few months, part of that time was for my surgery of course, and I'm pleased to report that as of today, I'm back in the game. I began the injections tonight, and we'll see what happens this go-round. It's scary and exciting and all sorts of other things, all rolled into one.
4 more days till the finale...sigh...