Recoil (On Hold)

Chapter 4 (Picture of Mark)

Thanks a million to MISSMiSsA for her amazing editing skills :) With out her this story would probably suck. Haha thanks girl!!

(Picture to the side is Mark>>>> YUMMY!!!!)

***Dream Sequence***

(Liz and Mark in an apartment during their first mission together)

 “Ugh, man this sucks so much! He is obviously not there tonight! You've been looking through that thing for three hours and haven't seen shit!” A very familiar male voice complained.

 He was right. I haven't seen anything in the condo building two blocks down. We had the perfect place so we could look straight into our target's room without him being aware of us looking at him twenty four seven.

Our target had left four hours ago and it seems like he wasn't coming home tonight. That means the other agents on the job would be watching him and would alert us when he came back. I just couldn't pull myself away from my very expensive telescope just in case something happened.

I stretched my back and rubbed my eyes. I heard his stomach rumble. “Geez you hungry Mark?” I asked teasingly still looking through the telescope.

“Oh man you know it.” He stood up and came over to me and started rubbing my shoulders. “If you make me some food I promise I'll rub your feet.” He asked in his best seductive voice.

 I couldn't help the slight moan escape my lips. His hands caressing my shoulders felt so good. I was so stiff from sitting in this chair for three hours. Mark got mad about an hour into it and huffed off to go watch some T.V. So of course I had to pick up the slack.

 I closed my eyes the minute my body shivered and the goose bumps began spread across my skin like wildfire. He leaned in close to my ear.

“I think some spaghetti sounds pretty amazing right now.” He whispered huskily into my ear. His hot breath creeping down my neck gave me the chills again.

A smile spread across my face. I stood up and turned around to face him. I looked into his beautiful dark green eyes. His eyes were always my weakness. His eyes quickly flickered down my body and back up to my face.

“You know how much it kills me when you prance around with barely anything on?” He said huskily while pulling me close to him. He was just wearing black running shorts and a white sleeveless shirt. It was hotter tonight then it has been here in Cuba I couldn't stand it. I just had some black boy shorts on and a tight gray tank top. I looked into his lust filled eyes and laughed.

"Well then you should stop checking me out and it wouldn't be so bad!" I said teasingly while slapping his chest.

"Hey don't get all high and mighty at me! I've caught you eye raping me a few times! And personally it's kind of creepy." He fake shivered.

I rolled my eyes and stuck out my tounge. He has been a little touchier toward me this week. Not that I minded at all but I was just too nervous around him. He was so gorgeous I couldn't help but get butterflies in my stomach every time he got close to me. He leaned in close and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead. I pulled him into a close hug.

“Let me make us some food before you die of starvation.” I said into his sculpted chest. He chuckled and his released me from his arms. I turned to walk toward the kitchen.

I bent over to grab a big pan from the bottom shelf in the cabinet and brought it over to the sink and started to fill it up with water. I reached up to the cabinet to my left to grab the spaghetti noodles. I couldn't quite reach so I had to stand on the tips of my toes to grab them. I felt a cool breeze hit my lower back where my shirt lifted up. It gave me slight goose bumps because my lower back was a little sweaty. I stepped back over to the sink and shut the water off and put the heavy pot on the stove so the water could boil. My bangs fell into my eyes so I grabbed my hair tie off my wrist and pulled my hair into a messy ponytail.