24 - His Choice Made, He Strides Forward
"Honey, I'm home," Marty announced while stepping through the front door of their shared townhouse, the architect having just arrived from another day at the office to be greeted by the familiar blaring of music.
"In the kitchen," his fiance called out, her voice barely audible over Ida Maria's Oh My God. He entered the room to find Andy leaning against the island counter with her back to the door. Marty stopped to admire the view of her long legs for a moment, which were on full display thanks to the short faded denim skirt she had chosen to wear.
"Hello, beautiful person," Marty greeted after recovering from his brief stupor, walking up behind Andy to wrap his arms around her waist and rest his chin on her shoulder. "What'cha doing?"
"Nothing much really," she answered, lifting her free hand up to caress his face while kissing Marty's cheek. The blonde smiled brightly at him before returning to her previous activity. "Just finishing up a list of people to invite to our Engagement-slash-New Year's party."
"Hmm, let's see here," he muttered, casually scanning over the names that Andy had already listed. His fiance had around thirty or so names jotted down on the writing tablet, which was pretty thorough he had to admit. Lexie, Rory, Rob, Lorne, and the band were all included. His brow furrowed as he glanced over the list again, noting again one name in particular. Frowning at the unfamiliar sensation of jealousy stirring in his stomach, he forced it down before deciding to bring up this potentially awkward subject. "Why is your ex-boyfriend's name on here?"
"Because your fiance is a genius and has a plan," the blonde grinned, turning around in his embrace to bring her arms up onto his shoulders.
"Oh, I know that look," the architect said, laying his hands lazily onto her hips. "What are you up to, missy?"
"Well, I will tell you my ingenius plan," she began, then started to sway as Wild Horses by the Sundays began to play. "But first you have to dance with your fiance, Mr. Harrison, because you know she loves this song."
"Talking about yourself in the third person is a sure sign of mental instability," he teased, resulting in Andy giggling and playfully slapping his chest. "So abusive."
"Oh, please, we both know you like it rough," the blonde retorted, resting her head against his chest. "Now, hush up and dance with me, baby."
Despite wanting to continue their banter, Marty instead chose to be quiet and just enjoy the feel of this gorgeous woman in his arms. The soon-to-be married couple swayed in unison to the music, and for that moment in time nothing else mattered to either of them except the person in their embrace. As the song was nearing its end, brown eyes met green before they both closed the gap in a searing kiss that left them each wanting more. The blonde quickly disengaged herself from Marty and pushed him back against the breakfast nook, then backed away slowly towards the door leading into the living room. She gazed at him with obvious desire, and began to undo her black button down blouse while continuing her egress. When Andy's back came into contact with the swinging door, she stopped to quirk an eyebrow at him as her shirt fell to the floor.
"Come and get it," Andy drawled with a smirk before exitting the kitchen. Marty swiftly followed after the slim blonde, his tie already discarded and fingers working on undoing the buttons of his own shirt.
"Okay, just out of curiosity," a slightly disheveled Marty breathed several minutes later, his equally disheveled blonde wife-to-be cuddling up against him on the couch they had just made passionate, albeit mostly clothed, love atop of. "What the hell were we talking about before we got distracted? Something about a plan?"
"An ingenius plan," she corrected with a grin. "Part of which was letting you see my ex's name on that list, by the way."
"You're diabolical, Miss Walker," Marty deadpanned, rolling his eyes at how easily he'd fallen for the seductive blonde's trickery.
"I know, right?" Andy laughed, running her hand through his curly hair. "Anyway, as I was saying, my plan is this; why not set my ex-boyfriend up with your former crush?"
He frowned, skeptical at the idea. "I don't kn-"
"From what you've told me about her and what I've seen for myself, I think they'd be perfect for each other," she cajoled, not letting him finish. "I mean, Lexie told me he's still single, while Rory is..." Andy stopped mid-sentence, her brow furrowed. "Wait, Rory's single, right?"
"As far as I know," the architect stated with all honesty, a tad uncomfortable. All this sudden talk about the girl who'd been the source of his recent doubts was disconcerting to say the least, especially when Marty considered what he and his fiance had just done only a few minutes ago. He nodded after a short moment of introspection, silently relenting to his fiance's matchmaking scheme.
"Then that settles that," Andy stated with a slight squeal, smiling widely at him. She kissed him softly on the lips before rising from the couch to begin pulling her skirt back down into its proper position. Marty watched his fiance in wonder, internally kicking himself for allowing his brother's words to cause the architect to doubt the love that he held for this incredible woman standing in front of him. Their gazes met once again, the half-dressed blonde looking at Marty with amused confusion. "What?"
"I love you," Marty stated in no uncertain terms, deciding then and there to re-devote himself fully to his future with Andrea. It was long passed time to let go of fruitless endeavors anyway.
Yeah, things aren't looking too favorable for our Nudists now, eh?
In the next chapter, Rory learns that destiny has a really twisted sense of humor when she attends Marty and Andy's Engagement & New Year's Eve Party Extravaganza! Wow, that was quite the mouthful, huh?
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