Alec's POV:
I wanted today to be perfect. I had to get Marcie out of the house so I gave her my card and told her to take as long as she needed to fill her suitcase. Girls love shopping so I expected her to be most of the day. That gave me time to get everything ready, although I had no idea what I was doing. I was roaming around the hotel's store trying to decide on what to get. I had no clue.
"Can I help you with something?"
I looked up to see a young blonde girl. She was peering at me from behind the counter with a big smile. Okay, I couldn't resist. I walked up to the counter and flashed her a grin.
"I'm looking to surprise my girlfriend tonight. Any suggestions?"
"Oh! What a lucky girl! Well are you guys serious?" she clapped her hands and waited for details.
"Yeah." I laughed and rubbed the back of my neck.
"Okay, okay. Well girls love flowers!" she suggested happily.
"I kinda wanted to do something big for her tonight."
"Hmm. Well, here's what you need--"
It was nearly dark by the time I lit the last candle. Two hours and a couple hundred dollars later the room was full of candles and rose pedals. The lady gave me a really good deal down at the store. I bought a couple bags of small candles and over a thousand rose pedals, red and white. I really wanted this day to be the best that Marcie has ever had. I have to treat her right or she'll leave. It wasn't long before I heard her outside the door so I quickly turned the lights off and stood in the corner of the room.
She came in slowly with a million bags on her arm. She struggled closing the door and then turned on the light. I watched as she froze up; so did I honestly. I missed Marcie while she was gone shopping, but I didn't expect to see her all dolled up when she came back. She was the single most beautiful thing that I ever laid my eyes on. She just stood there with her hands on her face.
"Babe." I said as I walked over to her and hugged her tight. "Don't cry, you're supposed to be happy!" I took her hands from her face and wiped her cheek.
"Did I ruin my makeup already?" she sniffled, looking up at me. It made me laugh.
"No." I assured her. "You look so beautiful babe."
"I didn't expect this."
"That's the point" I said turning the light off again. There were so many candles everywhere which made for a perfect atmosphere. I didn't want them to go to waste.
I sat next to Marcie on the bed, grabbed her hands and just took in her beauty. A single tear caught the candle light and glistened in the dark along with her eyes. I've been thinking of the right way to tell her all day. Marcie, I wana fuck you. It seemed a little eager, even though that's exactly what I was; a little to eager. I made a promise to myself that I would wait until the right moment. I know it won't be our actual first time, I already screwed that up. But I was determined to make up for it. Everyone makes mistakes.
The room grew quiet as I was thinking to myself. Before I noticed, Marcie leaned in and gave me a sweet kiss. Her lips were softer than silk. Everything about her ripped me up and turned me on; I'm surprised I could hold out for this long. Her tongue slowly slid across my bottom lip, begging for entry. She knew exactly what I wanted. She killed me.
It wasn't long before I had her dress on the ground. I reached behind her and unhooked her lacy bra with one flick and threw that on the ground as well. I picked her up and gently laid her on the bed, yanking my top off with one swift move. I had to do this right.
I woke up to the bright sun glaring in my eyes. I shoved my face in my pillow not wanting to know the time.
"Wake up sleepy head!" Marcie shouted way too loud for this early in the morning.
"What time is it?" I groaned.
"It's eight o'clock; rise and shine!"
Way too fucking early. I rolled out of bed reluctantly as Marcie gave me a big bear hug.
"Last night was wonderful, Alec." she admitted.
"Yeah? What was your favorite part?" I said softly as I kissed her neck. She didn't say anything, just blushed and walked over to the dresser to change. She killed me. I couldn't help but worry though. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. A girl like that is bound to find that somethings up, then what? I tell her? That's ridiculous.
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Tangled Up In Him (Complete)
Short Story"By the end of the night I regained my strength and was able to even get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. Alec watched me of course, like a hawk. He knew I felt better and wanted to make sure I didn't try making any rational decisions. To my sur...
