Love at Last - A Marjoreece story

The Honeymoon (3)

Meanwhile, while Marjorie was washing her hair, Reece quietly moved around the villa picking up the scrap he had secretly bought with them and opened it. Inside the book, it was filled with heart-warming memories with little trinkets and pictures. He smiled as he skimmed to the next clear page, he got glimpses of memories like their first date or their wedding as the pages turned. Reece got to the newest page of the thick book and grabbed a few photos he had printed out at a local international post office. It was a picture of Marjorie and Reece the night before.

Marjorie was in a black, skin-tight dress that wrapped around her knees, hugging her figure, next to her was Reece in a neat, white button-up, tucked shirt and black jean shorts. He had positioned his phone on a table that was opposite the silhouettes of palm trees that had been darkened by the orange sky so that it could get both of them in it, standing up. Reece's arm was wrapped snuggly around Marjorie's waist, his hand resting on her hip. Marjorie had one hand placed on Reece's chest as she was slightly turned towards him, smiling with all her teeth. It was the perfect photo, Reece loved it. He slotted it into the book alongside a petal from a pink hibiscus flower he had picked up that previous night.

Marjorie stepped out of the bathroom, holding up a towel to cover her wet body, droplets of water glistening on her skin. She walked into the bedroom, her hair still damp and cascading down to her shoulders.As she entered, she spotted Reece sitting on the bed, a full scrapbook laid out in front of him. The pages were filled with photos of them.Her heart swelled with warmth at the sight, and she couldn't help but smile as she approached him.

As Marjorie stepped closer, Reece's eyes widened in a mix of surprise and mischief. He quickly snapped the scrapbook shut, hiding the colourful pages filled with their memories. With a playful grin, he said,

"Oh, it's not ready yet! You'll just have to wait." He leaned back, taking in the view of Marjorie in the towel.

Marjorie's curiosity piqued, and she raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was hiding. She couldn't help but feel a flutter of anticipation as Reece continued to tease her about the contents of the scrapbook, still staring at her glazed body.Marjorie, still wrapped in her towel, walked over and sat down next to Reece on the bed. The soft fabric clung to her skin. She leaned in slightly, her curiosity evident as she glanced at the closed scrapbook.

"Come on, you can't just tease me like that!" she playfully urged, a smile creeping across her face. Reece chuckled,

"Not yet, plus it's fun teasing you gorgeous" Reece playfully smirked flashing a quick wink.

Marjorie's eyes lit up with mischief.

"Well then, I guess I'll just have to tease you back. I'll get changed in the bathroom," she replied, standing up and playfully swaying her hips as she turned to head back.

"Now that's not fair!" Reece exclaimed, faking a pout. "You're leaving me here. How am I supposed to focus on anything else?" He leaned forward, clearly enjoying the playful back-and-forth, smirking.

Marjorie turned back with a teasing smile,

"Life's not fair, is it?" She winked before disappearing into the bathroom,

Reece smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. "You can't expect me to just sit here and wait, can you gorgeous?" He stood up and casually followed her into the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe with a cheeky grin. "I promise I won't peek... much!" Reece raised an eyebrow smirking.

Marjorie winked at him and said with a playful tone, "I'm only teasing you." She giggled, enjoying the banter as she turned back to finish drying off. As Marjorie quickly changed, she slipped into a stunning, flowy maxi dress with ruffles. The light yellow fabric was embroidered with a floral pattern. She stepped out with a twirl, the dress flowing gracefully around her. "What do you think?" she asked, a proud smile on her face. "Worth the wait?"