Shenanigans (Complete)

Plans

Marc's POV

I watched Holly sit in her head, she was going over everything in her past. I was guessing she was curious about what reason her mom had to leave. I am also sure her half-brother and sister also were on her mind. The drive was a quiet one. We all sat in silence as we made it back to Holly's ranch.

"I, now see why Marion has so many dogs." Holly glanced are her ranch.

"Why is that?" Ben asked.

"If I had as many like her, I would have known before they got here someone else was coming." she shrugged, heading to the hay shed.

"Marion already fed, go ahead and relax." Ben hollered after her. "She cleaned too." He added as an afterthought.

"Oh," was all we heard as she turned, heading to the house.

Ben glanced at me, "you got this?" He raised a greyed eyebrow.

"Yeah," I nodded, "thank you." I reached my hand out for a shake.

Ben took my hand, pulling me in for a hug. "Now, you owe us a favor." He smacked my back as he stepped back from our embrace with a devilish grin.

"Yep, I do." I agreed, scratching the back neck. I waved him off closing the main gate with baling twine until we could get more chain.

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Holly's POV

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I sat in the chair, curled up in a ball, as Marc came back in. "What would you like for dinner?" I sighed uncoiling from my spot.

Marc grabbed my wrist, he pulled me to his chest. "I would have you as dinner but today is not the day for that."

I could feel his muscles ripple under my fingertips. Lord, the feel of it excited me in ways I didn't understand fully. "I am sure you want food," hesitantly giggled to us both. Reassuring myself and wondering what he wanted to do.

"Food," he sighed picking me up as I weighed nothing, setting me gently back in the middle of the kitchen, "how about we warm up some leftovers." He winked.

"Sounds good," turning to leave his arms and get things out of the fridge. Marc's hand snaked around my waist as he pulled me back to his chest.

"I need the contact," he murmured, "after today I need to have you close." He hummed.

I understood his thoughts in that respect. I felt better with his touch too. It was odd how we meshed so well together. After food, he pulled the couch out to a bed, laying down he pulled me with him. Curling his arms around, becoming the large spoon I heard his chest become steady as his breathing. I laid awake a while listening to the sounds of his sleep while I replayed everything from today and the plan that came to my mind. I reminded it many times coming up with things that could happen.

I hoped that by the time the guys showed up tomorrow I would have something worthy of them. The steady breathing of Marc began to lull me to sleep, I relaxed, safely encased in his arms.

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I woke up with Marc staring at me. I tried to hide my action as I wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth. "How long have you been awake," covering my mouth a little to hide my morning breath.

"A while," a lazy lopsided grin on his face.

I sat up, noticing it was well past feeding time. Shooting up and trying to roll to the side. Marc grabbed me around the waist, pinning me to the bed, "I fed already." He grinned. He looked like the true bad boy, long black hair hanging around his face. Shirtless, muscles rippling under his tattoos. My arms were pinned above my head.

"Thank you," I said breathlessly. "What are your plans now?" My eyes scanning his from the delicious view of his chest.

Marc leaned down, sliding his nose along the curve of my neck, "I have lots of plans," his words seductive in their touch to my ear. It sent shivers down my spine. "But, for now, a morning kiss will do." His lips skimming along with my jaw as his long hair tickled lightly against my chest. His lips brushed mine lifting just enough to say, "Good morning Firecracker." His lips claimed mine. You know that cliche of seeing fireworks, yep I swore that it felt like them. All over my body and my in my mind.

Marc pulled away, "you have no idea what you do to me," his eyes pinned shut as if looking at me would cause him damage.

"Did I do something wrong?" Worry creasing my brow.

"No, everything right." He breathed. Opening his eyes to reveal their hunger and need.

I sucked in a breath. I had never seen those eyes staring at me. A sudden intense yearning started in my stomach. He clenched and unclenched his hand around my wrists. "I want to peel these clothes off you," groaned letting go of my wrists before stepping up and away. Walking halfway to the kitchen.

"Oh," my word a soft sigh. Then it hit me like a bus, scrambling up I added, "oh!" My eyes widened as I realized what he meant. "I am going to the bathroom." I leaped up racing to my bathroom closing and locking the door. Leaning against it, touching my lips I willing my heart rate to drop. He was the only man to make me feel this way.

I brushed my hair and my teeth, changing my clothes in my room I came out just as the knock on the door to the house was heard. Oh crap! The guys were here! I opened the door to see Marc putting a tank on as he opened the door. Taking one last look in the mirror before I stepped out to see all the guys and Marion with a box of donuts file through the door. Stepping into the kitchen I saw Marc had already made a pot of coffee while I was sorting myself out.