Shenanigans (Complete)

Falling (2)

Holly's POV

The whole relationship with Marc seemed different from day one. He wanted to hold and touch me. The kisses were more than I have ever had. The first kiss still sent some pink to my cheeks. I had nothing to compare this to. I wanted him to touch me, hold me and I wanted more kisses. I caught feelings, realizing it hit me like a ton of bricks. I could not though, act on these feelings. He would be gone soon. I would be broken-hearted, my heart would hurt.

"Where are you going in less than seven months?" I heard myself blurt as I started to warm up dinner.

"I like my freedom," Marc shrugged as he paused the TV to turn around and look at me raising his brow. "Why do you ask?"

"Just curious," I turned back to my cooking. Ignoring his gaze that I could feel tickling my back now.

Getting back to dinner was sliced roast sandwiches with gravy and sliced veggies on a homemade sourdough bun. I made him huge sandwiches and added the gravy to the side for dipping. It was kinda like a French dip meets a Philly cheesesteak sandwich. Marc's eyes got huge as he, looked up. "What is this yummy-looking thing!"

"It's a cross between a French dip and a Philly cheesesteak I started making while I was in Europe." I chuckled as he grabbed it to start eating.

"You keep this up and I won't leave," Marc groaned as he kept eating.

I froze, at what he said staring wide-eyed at him a minute in shock with a hint of excitement. When he opened his eyes, I jerked my head back to my sandwich. Eating it, while trying to calm down my raging excitement. As I ate, I thought of some other food I could make tomorrow.

"Wanna watch another movie with me?" Marc's voice broke my intense thoughts.

"I don't know maybe," I picked up my plate and headed to the sink. "I have one more here did you want it?" I turned to find him getting up.

"I do dishes," he came up to me picking me up and moving me out of the way.

"But," I started to protest this, but was promptly kissed again! He didn't even touch me just used his lips to silence my mouth. My shock so much I couldn't even remember to push him away instead I almost fell flat on my face. Marc's hands steadied me as he turned me pushing me out of the kitchen.

"No buts, go relax." Marc voiced as he used his hands to get me out of the kitchen.

"Fine, I will watch a movie with you when You are done." I walked to the chair and sat back down. "But I get to pick it." I grinned.

"Fine," Marc grinned back at me. His boyish charm lighting his eyes making me melt. Thankfully the chair seemed to hide it.

A while later, Marc sauntered back to the couch with no shirt. "Where is your shirt?" My eyes widened as I gawked at his chest in surprise.

"It got wet when I was doing dishes." He shrugged plopping down on the couch. "so what movie did you pick?" Honey-colored eyes questioned me.

"Never Been Kissed," I announce proudly. clicking the TV on and to the movie.

"Interesting choice," Marc raises an eyebrow at me as he winks. Patting the couch next to him.

"I will stay here. You have no shirt on." I grabbed my knees and curled into the chair.

"Cute, now get over here." Marc tapped the couch harder. "I will come to get you." He grinned letting me know he would.

"Fine!" I sit up and stomp to the couch.

"I have a feeling you wanted a closer look at my chest anyway." Marc wrapped his arm around me before I could even jump away.

His skin was warm, feeling like smooth satin. It felt amazing as my skin touches his. So much so my breath hitched and my heart rate accelerated. My body stiff was unsure of what to do.

The movie began, and we watched Josey grossy become the prom queen and get her man. He picked the next movie. I don't remember how it ended. I woke up to no lights on, cuddled into Marc's chest. I was surprised, his chest rose and fell steadily as his mouth was open a slight snore escaping his lips. I stared. I had fallen for him. If this was the only time I could do this and stare I would. I looked down at his tattoos to see among them his skin was littered with scars. I was curious what they were from I traced one that was near a dragon just above his heart. It was ragged and vicious looking.

"I was stabbed." I heard his voice as his honey-colored eyes watched me intently.

"Oh!" I sat up jerking my hand away. I was sitting on his lap.

Marc sat, grabbing my hand he pulled it back to place my palm on his chest. "I don't let anyone sleep this close to me after. You are the first." I could see his eyes searching for something in my eyes.

"I would never try to stab you." Came an automatic reply from me.

"I know, just wanted you to know how much I trusted you." He offered to lay back down. His arms wrapped around me as he brought me back down on his chest. I was shocked and appalled I let him. I wanted it though too. I could hear the storm outside while I felt another raging in my chest.

"What is this?" I heard my own breathless words asked.

"I believe it's called attraction." Marc chuckled. His eyes looking deep within mine searching for something I wasn't sure.

"It's never felt like this." I shook my head trying to get out of the haze.

Marc's hands slid up my arms. His index finger trailing along my jaw jawline have never been drawn to a woman like I am to you." You could the worry flick across his eyes as he said those affected words.

"My Grams spoke of soulmates like a real thing," I looked up to find her picture looking back at us. "Her exact words were, "You will not be able to deny your soul's other half. It will just be." I didn't believe it then. Now I find I question it a lot less." I looked from her picture to Marc. I could see a ton of emotions floating across his face.

"I want to kiss you, but I am afraid to scare you with how much I need you." His eyes burned with an intent that had me panting.

"Just kiss..." the rest was silenced as his lips claimed mine instantly. His arms pulling me tight to him. It felt like the air I needed to breathe at that very moment. Butterflies erupted in my stomach while my skin tingled at his touch. I was clinging to his neck like he was a life preserver. I wanted more but of what I was not sure.

When we pulled away panting and our foreheads leaned together. "If we do this, I need you to know I am a possessive bastard." Marc's voice thick with emotion.

A grin formed on my lips, "I will be equally as possessive," I snapped back.

He grabbed my face in his massive hands, pulling in to kiss me deeply as if sealing our deal. "Done my little firecracker." He grinned. "You are now mine." He added with a growl as we laid there cuddled on the couch while outside the wind and rain wreaked havoc.