I am so sorry for how long this has taken me. Between classes and work, I just did not have the time to focus on it. I will try my darndest to get it finished, though! Promise. :)
As soon as Brandy woke up, she immediately noticed that she was lying next to someone. Slowly opening her eyes, she got up onto her elbow and frowned when she found Mark sleeping next to her, and saw that they both were naked. Suddenly, the previous night's events flooded her mind, and she couldn't help but to smile warmly. It felt good to know that Mark was once more hers. Lying back down, she snuggled against him and wrapped her arm around his waist. Closing her eyes, she realized how tired she still was, and ended up falling back asleep.
About two hours later Mark woke up, and he grinned when he found Brandy lying there in his arms, looking like an angel as she slept. Brushing her hair back, he softly kissed her forehead. She stirred slightly, and a few seconds later opened her eyes.
"Morning beautiful," he murmured, trailing a fingertip along her arm.
She smiled sleepily. "Good morning to you too, handsome," she replied, tightening her arm around him.
"Last night was amazing," he commented, running his fingers through her hair.
Brandy nodded. "VERY amazing," she replied.
Mark chuckled. "In fact…just thinking about it makes me want to go another round," he growled in her ear, pulling her close to him.
Brandy groaned in protest. "Mark, I just woke up. I don't have the energy to go anything right now, much less THAT," she groaned, and he laughed.
"How about a good morning kiss, then?" he asked.
"I think I can handle that," she replied, grinning, and leaned up, giving him a soft kiss. When she pulled away, she said, "I'm going to take a shower," and sat up.
Mark was about to respond, when he caught site of her back, and said, "Wait, Brandy, come here." Brandy frowned, but scooted back toward him. Mark gently had her turn around, and was left speechless when he saw the scars covering her delicate skin.
"I was hoping you wouldn't see those," she whispered.
"What the hell did that asshole do to you?" Mark demanded as he looked at the scars.
"Pretty much anything you can think of," she said in a quiet voice that was filled with guilt. Knowing this must have been bringing memories back, Mark gently pulled her back down to him. Having her lie on her side, he laid behind her and softly traced every scar on her back.
"You're still as beautiful as ever, darlin'," he whispered in her ear, kissing the back of her neck. This made her smile.
"Mark, you don't have to be nice. I know my back looks horrible," she replied.
He had her face him. "I'm not just saying that, okay? You really do look beautiful. I always have, and always will think that, and it's never going to change for me," he said, and grinned when she smiled at him. Taking her face in his hand, he leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss. "Come join me in the shower?"
She gave a small smile and nodded. "I'll be there in a minute."
"Don't keep me waiting," he replied with a wink, and grinned as he got up and headed into the bathroom. Brandy couldn't help but to watch his ass as he walked away, and looked up at the ceiling as she laid back in the bed. Was this really happening? Were her and Mark really back together? She heard the water in the shower start,
Getting out of bed, she slipped into the bathroom, and found Mark rinsing shampoo out of his hair. Getting in behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his back. "It's about time," he commented, wrapping his arm around hers.
"Oh shush, I didn't take that long," she giggled, nuzzling against him.
"Come around here so I can see you," he said, and gently pulled her around him so that they were standing facing each other. She smiled up at him, and he smiled back, unable to remember the last time he had been this happy. Leaning down, he gave her a kiss, and was brought back when she wrapped her arms around his neck and boldly thrusted her tongue into his mouth. Not missing a beat, Mark did the same to her as his hands slid lower down her back, and cupped her ass. Moaning softly, Brandy ground herself into him, desperate to feel that release only he could give her.
"Mark," she softly sighed, playfully biting his neck. "I need you."
"Oh now you're in the mood, huh?" he asked teasingly.
She shot him a glance. "Well I can leave, if you would rather," she said, and went to leave the shower when he grabbed her arm and pulled her back to him.
"You ain't going anywhere," he growled, and passionately kissed her. She moaned at the intensity of his kiss, and once more proclaimed her need for him. "You want me to scratch that itch for you, baby?" he murmured huskily in her ear, and backed her up against the wall.
Taking his cock in her hand, she whispered back, "I think you know the answer to that one, babe." Not replying, Mark immediately covered her mouth with his and lifted her up off of the ground. Brandy ran a hand through his hair as she eagerly returned the kiss. Things quickly heated up, and before either one knew it, they were crying out their climaxes.
She kept her arms tightly wound around his neck and brushed soft kisses across his shoulder as they basked in the afterglow. Everything was falling right back into place, and becoming as it was before all of this insanity started.
Mark nuzzled against her neck. "I love you," he murmured, his warm breath puffing out onto her shoulder.
"I love you too, big guy," she whispered, kissing the top of his head. Putting Brandy down, Mark had her look up at him, and gave her a gentle kiss. Once they pulled away, she noticed the water had turned cold, and said, "We need to hurry up." Noticing this as well, Mark turned up the hot water, and they quickly finished the shower. Once they were out and dried off, Mark got changed into his clothes as Brandy blow-dried her hair.
"Damn, I'm hungry," Mark commented once they both were changed, his stomach suddenly growling loudly.
"Yeah, me too. I'll make us something," Brandy replied, and took his hand in hers as they made their way into the kitchen. There, they found Glenn and Teresa already preparing breakfast. "Morning you two," Brandy greeted them, making Mark smirk.
"Morning," they replied simultaneously.
"Glenn, when'd you get in?" Brandy asked.
"About four this morning," he replied, setting more food on a plate. "Why?"
"Just wondering, really. I didn't hear you come in last night," Brandy replied simply.
"So Mark…what are you doing here?" Teresa asked, wanting to bring the attention to the fact that Mark had stayed the night with Brandy.
"I came by last night to talk to Brandy. We ended up talking for a really long time, so I just stayed the night. Hope you guys don't mind," Mark replied.
"That is such a lie!" Teresa thought to herself, remembering how she found them naked in bed early that morning.
"No, it's fine. You know my house is your house," Glenn replied, turning off the burners. "Food's done," he added as he brought it over to the table.
"Good, cause I'm starving," Brandy replied, and started helping herself to Glenn's delicious cooking.
"So how long are you guys in town?" Teresa asked once they had started eating.
"Two weeks for me and Mark," Glenn replied.
"That's wonderful! Hey, why don't we all do something? With Brandy back, it can be the four of us again, like it used to be," Teresa suggested.
"Yeah, sure. That's be great," Mark replied, taking Brandy's hand in his underneath the table. This made her smile.
Once they had finished eating, and cleaning up the dishes, Mark went with Brandy up to her room, so he could have a moment of privacy with her. "What is it Mark?" she asked once they were finally alone.
Taking her hands in his, Mark said, "Don't say yes if you don't want to, but…I was wondering if…you wanted to move back in with me." He looked back up at her when she didn't say anything, and added, "We can wait a while longer if you want-"
Brandy brought a finger to his lips, silencing him. "I would love to, Mark," she replied, smiling warmly at him.
"Are you just saying that?" he asked, and she laughed.
"No, Mark, I'm not. I want to move back in. I want to get back to the way things used to be. Back before…well…you know."
Mark nodded, and then grinned. "I was hoping you'd say yes," he commented, and gave her a kiss. Once he pulled away, he asked, "Did you wanna start packing your things up now? I can bring my truck over, and with Glenn and Teresa's help, we should get it done in no time."
"Yeah, that'd be great."
He gave her another kiss, and said, "I'll be right back." She nodded, and he kissed her forehead before walking out of the room. As Brandy started making the bed, and getting her things together, Teresa said in a casual tone, "So…you and Mark are back together, huh?"
"Yep," Brandy replied, getting the boxes out of her closet and putting her stuff in them.
"You guys didn't…oh, I dunno…do more than talk, did you?"
Brandy looked up at Teresa, an irritated look on her face. "Teresa, that is our business, and our business only."
"I know. Just curious, that's all," she replied in an innocent tone. Helping Brandy fold her clothes, Teresa added, "You know, I thought it was really odd how when I came home, nearly all of the lights were still on. After you guys had gone to sleep, might I add."
"Teresa, stop it," Brandy warned her.
"Come on, you gotta give me a little something," Teresa pleaded.
"Fine! Mark came over here last night, we decided to give out relationship a second chance, and ended up having sex! There, happy now?"
"Details! Give me details!"
"No! I already told you more than you needed to know," Brandy replied. "All I am going to say is he is as good as I remembered."
Teresa laughed at this, and frowned when she suddenly caught onto the fact that Brandy was packing. "What are you doing?"
Brandy looked back over at her. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm packing, silly."
"Yeah, I got that, but…why?"
"Mark asked me to move back in with him, and I said yes."
Teresa smiled at this. "I knew things would work out between you two," she replied, her comment making Brandy smile as well.
Just then, Glenn walked into the room. "What's going on?" he asked, looking around.
"Brandy's moving back in with Mark," Teresa replied.
"No shit? Hey, that's great!" Glenn said, giving Brandy a hug.
"You ready for me to get out of here or something?" Brandy asked teasingly.
"Aw, come on. You know it isn't like that. I meant that in a good way."
"Yeah, I know," Brandy replied as she put more clothes in a box. "Wanna help?"
"Not really, but I'll help anyway," Glenn said, and started tossing her shoes into a box. With Glenn and Teresa's help, Brandy was able to get her things unpacked within an hour.
"Am I too late for helping out?" Mark asked, poking his head in the room.
"No. You're actually just in time to help us bring this out to the truck," Brandy replied, handing him two boxes.
"Oh joy," he said sarcastically, and headed down the stairs with Brandy heading down behind him. Once the reached the door, Mark put the box down and turned around to face her. "I want you to close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."
"What is it?" she asked excitedly.
"What's what?" Teresa asked as her and Glenn headed down the stairs.
"Her gift. Brandy, you have to close your eyes, or else I won't let you see it," Mark replied. Letting out an exasperated sigh, she closed her eyes. Standing behind her, Mark covered her eyes with his hands, just to make sure, and led her outside. "You ready?"
"Yeah," she replied, and he uncovered her eyes. She blinked a couple of time, and squealed when she saw it. "My car!" she exclaimed, running over to it and checking it out. She had been devastated when Tom destroyed her Monte Carlo. That car had been her baby. Now, here it was, shining brightly in the sunlight and looking better than ever.
"I know how much you loved this thing, so I finally got it fixed up for you," Mark replied as he walked over to her.
"Thank you so much, Mark," she gushed, wrapping her arms around his neck as she covered his face in kisses.
"That's one nice car you got her, Mark," Glenn commented.
"I didn't get this for her, I simply fixed it. This was hers before she met me," Mark replied once Brandy had pulled away.
"No shit? Man, Brandy. You sure know how to pick your cars," Glenn said, his gaze going toward the Firebird she also had.
"Yeah, well, what can I say? Old school cars have been one of my weaknesses," Brandy replied as she ran a hand along the hood of her car. "Enough talking, let's get the boxes in here! If they don't all fit in here, we can put them in my other car," she added, and went back in to grab some boxes. Within a couple of minutes, all of her stuff was loaded up. "Thanks for helping, guys," she said, giving Glenn and Teresa a hug.
"No problem," Glenn replied.
"Yeah, you know we're more than willing to help you out," Teresa added. "If there's anything else you need, just give us a call."
"Okay," Brandy replied, and gave them both one more hug before getting into her Firebird. Mark them got into the Monte Carlo, and they both waved before driving away.
As the two of them laid in bed, Brandy straddling Mark as they passionately kissed one another, she couldn't get her mind off of Mark's previous lover. Forcing herself to pull away, Brandy said, "Mark, there's something I need to ask you."
"Go ahead," he replied, his hands making their way beneath her shirt. She forced his hands away, and when he saw the serious look on her face, he added, "I promise you have my attention."
"Did you love Sara?"
Mark was brought back by this. "Did I ever love Sara?" he echoed. Brandy nodded. "That's a good question," he replied, and let out a sigh. "I honestly don't know anymore. Maybe at first, when I was still hurting over the loss of you, but by the end of our relationship any love I might have felt toward her was long gone. Why do you ask?"
"You'll think its stupid-"
"I will not, honey, now tell me."
"I…I guess a part of me feels like you still want to be with her, and that I'll eventually lose you to her again," she replied in a quiet voice.
Mark forced her to look at him. "First of all, what I had at once felt for her is nowhere near what I feel for you. Second, you couldn't pay me to go back to her. Trust me, baby. I do NOT want to be with her. I want you, and only you." Brandy smiled warmly at him, comforted by these words. Having her lean down, he murmured in her ear, "Now, why don't we pick back up where we left off?"
"I like the idea of that," she whispered back, and started once more kissing him. Brandy couldn't help but to feel relief, knowing he was truly over Sara, and that nobody could step in between them.