Marrying Mary

chapter eleven

William stood there watching her as she fondled with the keys to her apartment. She finally got the door open and turned to him. "I know this is not what you had in mind but I didn't want to be dealing with more paparazzi and also my place isn't so nice" she said as she let him into her place.
William chuckled softly as he got in. This place was perfect, they needed privacy and they could get that here.
He stood there admiring her apartment. It was beautiful, the deco was lovely. Not girly at all.
Mary walked past him and took a seat on the sofa as she took off her heels. Man wasn't she just tired she said to herself, she leaned back into the sofa and stared at William.
He stood there with his hands in his well tailored Italian suit trouser pockets. He looked like a god all blond and cute.
He turned to look at her and caught her staring. "You have a very nice place" he said as he took off his suit jacket and sat on the sofa across from hers.
Mary laughed "I was wondering how long you were going to stand there" William smiled as he placed his hand on his chest feigning pain. "And I thought you were checking me out"

He watched her as she rolled her eyes in response and got up, he tried not to turn back and watch as she walked away, 'cause God knows it was taking all of his energy just to sit still, away from her.
She came back a few minutes later with two bottle of wine, and placed it on the table as she quickly disappeared again with a playful smile on her face.
She emerged this time around with a bowl filled with fried chicken to the brim, William Sat looking at her with amusement.
"What?" She said as she went on her knees in front of the table, she picked up the wine opener and started opening the wine.
"I'm sure you haven't eaten" she said not taking her eyes off her task. "And neither have I and we can't be drinking on an empty tummy, well I don't know about you but I can't" she finished as she turned to look at William. She quickly looked away as she found him staring directly at her. William chuckled at her response.
"I did not say a thing Mary" he said as he leaned in towards her, close enough that even the slightest movement from her would result in a kiss and he secretly hoped she would make that move.

Mary could feel his breath on her skin, the smell of his after shave, infact she could feel his eyes boring holes into her, she sat still not knowing what to do or say, then she heard him chuckle, pick up a glass of wine and pulled away.
She picked up her glass and took her seat across from him they sat there in silence, not knowing what to say to each other.
"Tell me about your job Mary " William finally said breaking the silence. Mary smiled at the release of the tension and started talking.

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The Cruz mansion.......
"Was that your son kissing my daughter earlier" Mr Cruz asked his long time friend. Mr McCain looked up sharply not paying attention to the news showing on the television, with amusement written all over his face.
"Actually I'm guessing your daughter is the wife my son supposedly married" he replied smiling.
" wife!!" Mr cruz said alarmed. "But Mary didn't mention anything about being married even when we spoke tonight"
Mr McCain sighed as he decided to explain to his friend what had transpired at Vegas. His friend tried to listen and not to burst out laughing as he concluded the story.
" so they are married now" Mr cruz said nodding
"Well not really, the bride is proving too stubborn. In her defense she was drunk, but I have a plan. That's if you are willing to help me?"
Mr cruz looked at his friend, who seemed to be staring at him with pleading eyes. "Of course I'll help you. I'm sure William is a good boy, and man! Aren't I so bored these days"
The two friends laughed as they clicked their glass of whiskey together in unison.

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Mary's apartment..........
"So that's how I quit the football team in third grade....." Mary said drunkenly.
Now they were sitting on the rug next to each other, the bowl of chicken between them being the only thing keeping William in his place. William burst into laughter at the end of her story and she did likewise, she threw her head backwards and laughed as she ran her hand through her hair.
William Sat there staring at her, he couldn't imagine her on a Jersey kicking a ball all he could see was her entangled with him on a bed.
God she was so cute . he thought

Mary turned to look at him and saw him staring, she felt the heat radiating from each of them riasing, she felt the attraction from both of them pulling the closer, as he reached to her, took her face in his hands as his lips touched hers.
Lord knows he had waited all night for this, he kissed her gently not wanting to show her how hungry he was for her, he waited for her to pull away, to show some kind of resistance. But instead she kissed him back with passion.

They finally pulled away from each other, breathless staring at each other, seeing their hunger in one another's eyes.
"What do you want from me McCain?" She asked. William looked at her, where did he start from. How did he explain to her that he had never felt this way before, this kind of attraction for any othernwoman, that he wanted to spend nights like this talking to her and days trying to make her smile.

"I want you Mary"