Holly's POV
After dinner true to what Marc always did he did dishes and put them away. I sat in my chair deep in on the same page I had read several thousand times. The churning in my stomach wasn't going down and I could not think of what I wanted to do. I needed to know he felt the same if I had that kind of confirmation then I could make sure I had what I needed in my mind. It was stupid, but I didn't want to be the notch kn anyone's bedpost. I had too much self-respect for that.
"You want to watch a movie?" The still shirtless Marc said as he settled on the couch with his hand on the remote.
"Sure," I smiled. How the hell was I gonna bring this up.
"Ok, firecracker what is on your mind," he put the remote down, his black brow raised a curious glint in his eye.
"I think I caug
