Grace sat in the bar, nursing her third – or was it her fourth? – beer. The jukebox blasted in the corner, contrasting with the empty room.
I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain
Its 2am and I'm cursing your name
I'm so in love that I acted insane
And that's the way I loved you
Breaking down and coming undone
It's a rollercoaster kind of rush
And I never knew I could feel that much
And that's the way I loved you
The song was just too much for Grace, reminding her so much of her failed relationship with Marcus, that she put her head into her hands and cried. She was still sobbing when Marcus walked in.
Immediately, Marcus crossed the room and put his arms around Grace. Grace continued to sob, holding tightly onto Marcus, like she would never let go. Eventually, when Grace's sobs subsided, Marcus slowly unwrapped his arms from around her and sat down next to her.
"Regan told me what happened. Did Ingrid have a reason to threaten you?"
Grace thought about that, and then shook her head. "None. I haven't even spoken to you since..." Her voice trailed off, but Marcus understood what she meant.
"I know. Ingrid's a wonderful woman, and a little headstrong at times, it's just..." he stopped, looked Grace in the eyes, and gently pressed his lips against hers. Grace responded, but not deepening the kiss. She pulled away.
"We shouldn't be doing this."
Marcus smirked.
"I know, and that's what makes it even better." He left the front bar for a few minutes – enough time for Grace to down the last of her beer – and came back with a slab of West End beer under one arm and a set of keys in the other.
"It seems that we can stay here tonight – if you want to." Marcus looked intensely at Grace, and was not disappointed by her reaction. She snatched the room keys from him, and grinned impishly.
"Let's go."
Song Lyrics: "The Way I Loved You", Taylor Swift