"Alex!" Marty giggled as she woke up from a nice dream, smiling as she realized that Mocha was nudging her chest.
Mocha let out a loud meow.
"Oh, hey sweetie… that's a gimme breakfast meow, isn't it?" Marty slid her dainty feet into heeled slippers as she threw on a bathrobe. After feeding her continually meowing cat, she headed back to her room. Marty decided that today was a pink day; she slipped into a pink sundress and matching wedges.
"Ooh, Marty, look at you!"
"Going to the beach, but I don't plan on getting in the water… hoping to catch Alex."
"Oh?"
"Yeah…". She blushed. "I really… really… like Alex…"
"I like him too," said Ezio, "but if he breaks your heart, well… they let me keep my Garand, and that's all I'm gonna say."
After a breakfast of cereal and orange juice, Marty headed outside to find a black Imperial Crown pulling up. Alex was smiling. "Seems the girls are already there, and tied up," he said. "They sent me… I think they might know something." He got out of his car, walking up to Marty.
"Sounds less like they're busy and more like they're trying to play matchmaker," Marty quipped, "but I'm not complaining."
At the beach, Marty sighed as she sat next to Alex, sipping a cherry soda. "The guys think it was Cha-Cha DiGregorio who attacked me… and I think they're right."
"Do we know why?"
"No… even Leo said it wasn't cool, and he leads the Scorpions. Says she acted on her own."
"Wow… well… I can't beat her up for you… not supposed to hit girls."
"No," Marty agreed, "but other girls can. Rizzo would do it, I'm sure."
He looked into Marty's eyes and smiled. "Five bucks says Rizzo wins."
Marty giggled. "Have you… have you ever wanted something so bad… that you'd die of heartbreak if you didn't get it?"
"Yeah, actually… you?"
Marty nodded. "I want a guy who gets me, and who's my type… a good provider, a protector… like any other sane woman… after… him… the need grew to that point. What about you?"
Alex didn't even hesitate. He smiled again, gently taking Marty's hand. "I want to kiss you…" he said softly.
Marty blushed, smiling. "Alex… come on, I'm serious."
"So am I. The fact is, I like you… a lot."
Marty's face reddened a bit more as she moved her hand on top of his. "Alex…"
He leaned in, cupping her face gently. "Martina…"
"I…". She closed her eyes. "I…". As their lips met, she let out a soft, content hum.
After a moment, Alex planted little kisses on Marty's cheeks and jawline, eventually moving to her neck.
"Oh… Alex…" she panted. "Alex…"
All too soon, they parted, breathing heavily.
"Wow…" she breathed.
"You're amazing…" Alex replied.
Marty relaxed, kicking off her shoes and crossing her ankles in Alex's lap and smiling as he rubbed one of her feet with one hand, drinking his soda with the other. She uncrossed her ankles, and Alex, taking the hint, freed his other hand. As she felt her feet being massaged and Alex placing a kiss on one of them, she closed her eyes. She definitely didn't have any problem with what the girls had pulled, she thought, sighing happily as she enjoyed Alex's hands and lips.