My Lighthouse

Bodyheat

Sheila had a great evening. John had taken her to a beautiful restaurant in the middle of a breathtaking garden. He found this place in the week he had been here before they all came to Africa. He was charming and he also seemed to be a very funny man. They laughed a lot and the food was absolutely delicious. She had listened to his advice and left her glasses in the cottage. Only the idea of a dress and her hair loose, had really been to much for her, but John was already glad the way she looked now. When they drove back home to the resort, she saw a Drive In and on the big screen they played Grease. She immediately thought about Mark and hated that he was still on the surface of her thoughts. Only this time she smiled quickly again too. She just had to many funny memories along the eight years they knew each other now.

When they came back to the resort, John asked her if she liked one drink in the bar and than call it a day. She felt so good, that she agreed on that drink. As soon as she entered the bar with John, she saw the blond woman, who was with Mark yesterday, hanging around Nicky's neck. Mark sat behind the piano playing her song, without realizing she just came in. Sheila! Nicky yelled. My favorite woman! Sheila screamed when Nicky lifted her up and twirled around the dance floor with her. He put her down again and grabbed her by her waist and hand to dance properly with her. He hold his head backwards and frowned. What do I see differently? He asked. I know! Your glasses! You're not wearing your glasses! He stared at her and suddenly kissed her on her cheek. Hmmm I think, I like you a lot without your glasses. You should do that more often. Sheila blushed and looked at him from under her eyelashes. No really! Nicky tried to convince her. You have a beautiful face, but you always hide it behind your glasses. What is it with you all today? she said firmly but smiling. Everyone is talking about hiding. I just need my glasses, because without them I am blind. Ooh than I would love to have a date with you without your glasses. You have to do everything by touching than. He looked into her eyes and smiled with his beautiful but naughty smile. Sheila laughed out loud. Stupid ass, she said. They danced until the song stopped and a new one started. May I? She heard him ask Nicky. Yes of course Mark, Nicky smiled. Sheila wanted to protest, but Mark's eyes were looking sad at her and she also realized she would always be to weak to push him away. He kept on looking in her eyes when he put his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him. You're looking great, he whispered. Liar, she said softly. I am sorry you had to see that yesterday, Mark immediately confessed to her. What did I see? She asked frowning. Listen Mark, it's none of my business what you do and who you meet. My job is to keep hurtful pictures of you from the internet and that what you do, you do it safe. We don't want Westlife baby's after a few years without your knowledge. Mark felt the pain in his heart. He deserved this. She had taken distance again just like Shane had told him. He realized, this was his personal assistant again, not his friend Sheila. But the way she looked at him, he had a feeling, there was a little opening to their friendship again. He couldn't help pulling her close and humming the song while his lips almost touched her ear. She felt shivers all over and knew she had to get away from him after this song. Mark felt glad again. She wasn't mad at him anymore and that was more than he could wish for today. When the song stopped and she softly tried to push him away from her, he bended over just once and whispered in her ear, friends again? She smiled, of course silly and hit him against his chest.

John had brought her back to her cottage after they all drank and danced until it was actually to late already. They had to be early on the set tomorrow, because of the heat in the afternoon. But they had so much fun that Sheila admitted herself to stay for the first time in eight years. Sheila had the keys in her hand but didn't wanted to ask John in. Than she would be giving him the wrong signals and he didn't deserve that. Thank you for this great evening. I really needed that. She kissed him on his cheek, but John wanted more and kissed her on her lips as well. Sheila pushed against his chest. Sorry John, I am not ready for this. I like you a lot but not in this way. We also still have to work together for a month and that is my main reason I am here. After that we will see, okay? She saw John was irritated and that was exactly what she wanted to avoid. Thank you for tonight, she said again, opened her door and went in with the door still in her hands. Listen John, if this is what you expect from me, it's better we won't date again. I want to be friends and I never gave you the idea I wanted more. So goodnight and I will see you tomorrow.

Sheila wished the night had ended differently and to change her feeling about that, she decided to go swimming again. She knew for sure everyone was in bed now, because it was even later than yesterday. When she arrived at the pool, all the lights were out in the hotel. She realized she had to be quiet, because actually she wasn't aloud to swim in the pool that late. She had removed her contact lenses at the cottage and had her glasses on again. She put them on her towel like yesterday and glide into the water to swim to the other side, when she suddenly felt two large hands around her waist. She screamed under water, but the person who grabbed her put one hand before her mouth. She kicked and screamed under water and when she finally got the chance, she bit the man in his hand. Blood got mixed with the water of the pool and she could finally swim away from him to reach the surface. But when she held her head above the water, the man took her by her waist again and pulled her close. Suddenly she recognized the body which was holding her against his. While she hung in his arms panting, she hit him in his face.

My God Mark, you delivered me a heart attack and she started crying. She had been so scared, she couldn't even tell him. Why? What are you doing here? Her long hair stuck on her face, so she could hardly see him. I am sorry, I am sorry shhh, it's okay, he tried to comfort her. Sheila put her face under water to get her hair out of her face. I thought it was a good idea to cool of, when I suddenly saw you gliding into the water. I thought you wouldn't be here tonight, because it's that late already, Mark said, when he sucked on his hand to get the blood of. Sheila took his hand in hers. I am so sorry, she whispered. I thought you were going to rape me and tears were falling down her face again. She saw blood coming out of his hand and sucked it away. Sorry, she whispered again. She looked him in the eye and although her sight wasn't completely clear without her glasses, what she felt was absolutely clear to her. Mark's hand around her waist pulled her more close than she already was. She could feel his excitement, but it also confused her. She could feel his breathing going faster, now she was this close to him. What is it with you? he panted. We shouldn't be doing this Mark, she tried. I know, he whispered. Suddenly he kissed her passionately on her lips and Sheila completely lost her mind. But Mark....? His hand caressed her breast and the feeling this gave her was so overwhelming, that she lost her grip on the side of the swimming pool and she had to hold on to him to not go down into the water. She put her legs around him while her hands ran through his hair. Oh no, she panted, this isn't good Mark. We have to stop this! I know, he said again but kept on kissing her and caressing her body when she suddenly realized he must be feeling the scarves on her back! No! She said firmly but soft. Mark frowned. What did I do wrong? I.....Sheila wanted to explain, but the sight of him here in the water with her, wet and longing for each other, made her body go crazy. He shook his head, shhh, he hissed and put his finger on her lips. Don't! He pulled her close and swam to the edge of the pool where her towels was laying. I just can't get enough of your beautiful long hair and your pretty face. Why didn't I see this earlier? Maybe it's better you don't look at me that way, Sheila said softly. He pushed her thighs against his manliness. This is not imagination sweetie. You do something with me, what I can't understand myself. But maybe you are right. This is not the time and place for this. What do think of a first date with me? Sheila laughed softly. We are together every day, when would you go on a date with me? And seriously Mark, I don't think it's good for our working relationship as well. What if the lads find out? Mark wanted her to stop telling him, why they shouldn't date, so he pulled her close again and kissed her passionately. When he touched her thighs with his hand, she moaned and closed her eyes. She had missed the feeling of being loved so much in her live. Oh please, she begged him. With her two hands against his cheeks she kissed his lips as soft as she could. Oh Sheila, he moaned. This isn't wise sweetheart. We have to stop before I make love to you in the pool. Did she heard that correctly? Did he say, making love? If that was the case, she could wait until the time was right. She smiled like never before and stroke his hairy chest. I can wait, she said softly. I except your invitation for a date, but I may chose the location okay? Mark smiled and kissed her just once. But I may buy you something, what I would like you to wear, is that okay? If I really don't like it, am I aloud to refuse to wear it? Well let's see, shall we? He kissed her full of passion and since a long time he felt excited about a date again. Let's get dressed and into bed. Uhhh sleeping, I mean, Mark mumbled. Mark had kissed her once again before he left to his hotel room and Sheila to her cottage. She just couldn't believe what just happened. Maybe when she woke up, it would all be over. But as soon as she woke up, her phone started bleeding. A message of Mark. Good morning beautiful. I can't wait to go on a date with you, he wrote. And the most important message came at the end, a big red heart.....for her......