Okay, this part is very pointless, but I've had this thought of them having a bad experience together and it just wasn't more than half a page long so I added it in. Soon the rest of the crew will find out tha tthey are engaged and we'll start the wedding plans. LOL!

Enjoy!

Jackie

PART 47 – Bad Endings

Mac's lying in my bed propped up against a pillow which is resting against the wall. She's biting her lower lip as, no doubt, she's coming to the end of the novel she's been reading. Grinning, I lean up against the wall, watching her intently as a myriad of emotions plays on her facial features. Then to my surprise, I see her toss the book which lands a foot away from me. "Bad ending?"

She makes a face and nods. "The girl died." She says, disappointed. "The whole damned time I am reading about this great love and he gave up everything for her and then. . she dies?" Sitting up, she dives under the bed and retrieves another book. "Thank God for mindless smut."

Smut? "Wha-what?"

Enthusiastically, Mac waves the book in the air and grins at me sexily. "Smut! It's tawdry, racy and almost completely mindless. Best of all it always has a happy ending."

Okay, I could appreciate all of that, sometimes we totally need a happy ending, however, "And you find that in a trashy romance novel?"

She nods. "Oh yes and it's not trashy, Commander Romantic."

"Mmm-hmm." I step into the room and hand her a cup of coffee, placing my own cup on the night table. "Those romance novels are nothing but written porn." I take a look at the book, it's cover boasting an overly muscular, bare-chested man kissing the neck of a beautiful brunette. Amused, I glance over at Mac who's watching me intently. "You envision you and I, don't you?"

Annoyed, she yanks the book from me and clutches it to her chest. "So what if I do?"

I raise my hands in surrender. "Hey, not saying it's bad. . .It's just that the real thing is better." I lay next to her and snatch the book back, studying the back cover. The book is something about Private Investigator, Max Reedling who falls in love with a woman, Susan Belkin, who has a sketchy past and now has the Mafia after her. "Their love will be the only thing that will keep them safe." I snort and roll my eyes. The things that women will read is beyond me. "You're kidding me right?"

"Hey, you're not the one reading it!" Mac tries to get the book away from me, but I don't give it back. Instead, I prop up my head up on her thigh, leaf through the foreword and start reading. "There was nothing charming or romantic in what Private Investigator Maxwell Reedling was doing. The people he was watching, on the other hand, definitely had the romance thing down pact." Turning to Mac, she's glancing at me with a funny expression. "Not the best literary work."

"It's his first book."

"His?" A man wrote this!

Mac nods. "Yes, his. Leslie is also a mans name, you know. . .Here, let me get you the good stuff." She takes the book, pages through a few chapters and ends up in a section which the pages are bent and obviously, well read. I clear my throat and start reading out loud again. "His strong arms raised Susan up and she immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. 'Take me, take me now.' She said in a throaty voice just before he kissed her. Max's hands cupped her. . ." I trail off as I feel a blush creep up my cheeks.

Chuckling, Mac takes the book away and sighs as she settles it on the night table. "Yeah, it can get kinda hot."

"So can we." I sit up and turn to face Mac who's eyes have turned darker. "I mean, we've been known to really burn things up."

"Oh yeah." She pulls me to her, Max and Susan completely forgotten. . .

Ten Minutes Later. . .

"That was bad." I sigh.

"The worst."

"Well, maybe not the worst but was pretty bad. . .It could have been much worse."

Mac stares at me timidly. "You kidding me?"

Shrugging, I sit up. "I'm a man, Mac. It's a all good for us, even the bad stuff." Somehow, by the look on her face, I don't think that was very helpful. "Err, I mean."

"I guess that's kinda true. . .and you're right, it's not the worst. . .I've had worse, lots worse. Boring even."

Sex could be boring? Well, okay, I guess if the person you are with isn't all that enthused? Actually? Boring? "Even bad sex isn't boring?"

She snorts loudly. "Uh huh, my first time with Mic was. . .oh." Mac's cheeks go bright red and she brings a hand up to her mouth. Her head lowers down in shame. "I ah. . .I'm sorry. . .That was. . .Oooh, God, that was bad."

Normally I'd be a slight be upset to hear the woman that I am in bed with speaking about another man. However, mentioning that her first time with Mic was boring, really pleases me for some reason. "Hey, it's alright." I can't help but hide a smug grin and Mac picks it up.

"Don't look so happy about it. . .I guess I should have taken that as face value that he and I just didn't mesh well."

Okay, call me crazy, a masochist, but I am mildly curious about their love life. Hey, if the woman is going to marry me, I sure as hell want to keep her pleased. "So, you're sex life with Mic? How was that?"

Chuckling, she shakes her head in astonishment. "Ooh, alright, fine. . .Honestly?"

Honestly? For a brief moment there I wasn't sure I really wanted to know. "Honestly." Oooh boy, brace for impact.

"This little bad escapade with you was one hundred times better than a good day with Mic." I want to say that she's lying in order to boost my ego, but there's something in her eye that I can't deny. "And you know why that is?" I shake my head. "Because we're in love with each other. . .It's not one sided. And I don't have to worry that I have to be someone else around you. You've seen my weaknesses, my strength, my moody side and still you want to be here, without changing me. That's why I'm willing to take all of the good and the bad sex you're willing to share with me, as long as I have you."

I pull Mac to me, holding her naked body flush against my own naked flesh. "I think we should try it again."

"I agree." She mumbles against my shoulder. "What are you doing?" Mac asks as I reach around her to grab the smut book. "Harm?"

Releasing her, I sit up in bed and find the racy chapter. "Oh, just getting a few pointers." I hop out of bed, offering a hand to her. "C'mon, according to Leslie, Max has Susan pinned up against the wall."