The plane ride proved uneventful, both Mark and Princess were lulled to sleep by the gentle rumbling of the jet. Princess dozed peacefully, resting her head on Mark's shoulder. Waking up during the bumpy landing, she realized she had a pulled muscle in her neck.
"Ow!" she remarked, rubbing her neck with one hand.
"Would you like me to rub it for you, pumpkin?" Mark gave a smirky grin.
"Please...cupcake?" She twisted in the seat, so that her back was facing him, and pulled her hair off to one side. Mark began massaging her neck.
"Ohhh...that feels gooood..." she moaned, not realizing where she was. She and Mark didn't notice the other passengers were making their way off of the plane.
An extremely annoyed bald guy was passing by them in the aisle. "Get a room, will ya?" He commented.
Mark and Princess blushed. Then, Princess remembered they had a "job" to do, and put more of her "acting" skills to work. "He's just jealous because he doesn't have your gorgeous head of hair..." Princess ran her fingers through his hair; she had always wanted to do that. She could see him melting right in front of her.
"We're pretty convincing as newlyweds, don'tcha think?" Still playing along, Mark got up and scooted into the aisle.
"Great acting, Mark..." Princess whispered and winked as she stepped in front of him to get off of the plane.
Who said I was acting? Mark watched his lovely comrade walking in front of him. And why does this have to be so tempting? I'll just have to keep reminding myself…we're on a mission, we're on a mission…Damn, she looks good from behind…
They arrived at the Wintergreen resort and approached the front desk.
"We're the...Andersons...I believe we have a reservation?"
The woman at the front desk gazed at the computer. "Oh, yes sir...Mark and Princess Anderson?"
"Let me get you logged in, and Sam will take your bags."
"Sam... Sam!" She called into the back room, and an old gentleman came out with a dolly to carry their luggage." Take Mr. and Mrs., Anderson to cabin # 3." Here she paused and looked at her two customers and winked. "We call it the 'Love Bird' Suite."
Princess cupped her hand over her mouth and shook with laughter." How appropriate..."she added. Mark grabbed her by the hand, pulling her away from the front desk and trying to stifle his own laughter.
When they arrived, they could see why it was for "Love Birds." There were intricate carvings of birds carved on a plaque just above the door. Their eyes widened as they surveyed the room. Oh, this is going to be just perfect...Princess thought.
Oh crap…this is gonna be more difficult than I thought…the toughest mission yet…sleep in the same room with Princess, and keep my professional distance? This is just too cruel…Mark fumbled with the suitcases, and walked around, examining the features of his new "home away from home."
It had a heart shaped bed, with a fireplace across from it, and a jacuzzi.
Mark felt more than a little embarrassed as he handed Sam the tip.
"Enjoy your stay..."Sam gave a slight smile a he took the money and left.
"Don't worry, we will..."Princess winked and waved to Sam as he walked out the door.