RANDOM BITS OF MARRIED LIFE
CAR RIDES TO AND FROM WORK
"Harm, we're going to be late!" Mac yelled.
"I'm hurrying," he responded, pulling on his uniform shirt.
She stood in the doorway, watching him as he fumbled with a few buttons. She moved to stand in front of him, sighing exasperatedly as she finished buttoning up his shirt. He watched as she finished up and then helped him put on his jacket. She pinned all of his medals and "fruit salad" on, saving his gold wings and JAG insignia for last. When she was finished, she looked up to find him smiling down at her. Mac went up on tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Come on, let's go," she said.
"Thanks," said Harm, putting his arms around her waist and pulling her close. He leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead, then the tip of her nose, fully intending on heading down to meet her lips.
"Harm…," she warned.
"Hmm?" he murmured, brushing a gentle kiss against her lips.
At the jolt of electricity that ran through her, she couldn't help but kiss him back. "We're going to be late," she murmured against his lips, wanting to stay home with him already.
"So?" He continued in placing short, but sweet kisses on her lips.
"I have court in 47 minutes and I'd like to be on time."
He sighed and pulled back reluctantly. "Fine, but you owe me."
"I'm already regretting it," Mac told him as he grabbed his cover and briefcase and followed her out of his apartment.
"Good," he said smugly.
She glared at him as he grinned back. "You are incorrigible."
"And yet you love me," he said gleefully.
"God help me, but I do," she declared.