My Lighthouse

Be witched

Finally home Sheila took a shower first, while Mark got them something to drink in the kitchen before he came upstairs. Louis had text her to check on her mail, because he had news for her which he didn't wanted to discuss by phone. With a towel around her head, she put on her new satin nightgown, which she bought the other day and sat down on the bed. She took her laptop out of the bag, put it on her lap and opened her screen. Mark came walking up the stairs with a coke for himself and a cold glass of water for Sheila. He smiled, when he saw her ticking on her laptop all concentrated. She shortly looked up from her screen. Her eyes were slightly wet and he noticed she didn't know if to cry or to laugh. What's up, sweetheart? He asked slightly worried. He sat down next to her on the edge of the bed, after he put down the drinks first and kissed her gently.

What do you want to know first, the good or the bad news, Sheila asked him, knowing she would tell him the good news first anyway. I am back on my job, she said without waiting for Mark to answer. That's great baby! He said with a smile on his face. But as he realized she had bad news as well, he was scared to smile too brightly. Sheila looked down at her keyboard without really seeing it. A tear fell down her face when she looked up again. Louis wants me to do the rest of the U.K. Tour, but John and Suzan will take over after that. Which means I am not aloud to go on tour to Asia with Westlife and I am also not aloud to fly over to see you. Sheila got sick to her stomach, realizing they wouldn't see each other for two months because of this.

Mark saw her tears falling down her beautiful face and he felt awful so see her like this. Carefully he took the laptop from her lap and put it down on the floor. He sat down on the bed again and took Sheila in his arms without saying a word. He knew this was the price to pay for a successful career and so did Sheila. But she had always been a part of this career. So she never had to say goodbye to him. Sheila curled up her body against him, trying desperately to find the comfort she was going to lose, for two months at the least. Her towel around her head fell off and Mark felt her cold wet hair falling on his shoulder and against his chest. He wanted to tell her, he would be back before she would even realize he was gone, but he knew that wasn't true. Two months was a very long time and suddenly he realized, that for almost nine years he never had to mis her for two months. In all this time, she had always been around. Sure it was different now, but still.

Mark tried to wipe away her tears, while looking in her beautiful green eyes. He wanted to comfort her so badly, but he just couldn't find the words. He gently caressed her face and kissed her soft lips. It hurt him terribly as he felt the panic in the way she kissed him. He didn't wanted to let go of her, but he desperately needed a shower and he was awfully tired too. He pushed her softly away from him and lay her on the bed. I will be back in a sec sweetheart, he whispered. I really need a shower now, but it won't take long. We'll talk about it after that, okay? Sheila only nodded as she looked up at him from under her eyelashes and watched him walking into the shower.

When Mark came back into the bedroom, he saw Sheila had fallen asleep. She lay on top of the sheets with her legs slightly curled up against her body. Her satin nightgown followed every curve of her gorgeous body and because it wasn't that long, it showed her soft and well shaped naked bottom. Mark felt the way his body liked the site of this, but the only thing he wanted right now is take her in his arms to fall asleep together. He was exhausted and didn't know how to get managed through the next day. Still that was a concern for tomorrow. He turned out the lights. It was time to go asleep, if he succeeded in that. Only the little light on his nightstand was still on, which shined a soft light over Sheila. He carefully lifted her up, to put the sheets aside and lay her down on the bed again. It felt cold, which made her shortly open her eyes. But when she felt Mark's warm body laying against her back, she closed them again. Sheila felt his strong arm around her, to pull her close. Oh how she would mis this! She knew he would be back after that, but two months just before they wanted to get married meant she had to do almost everything on her own, without enjoying each other's company. And what she didn't told Mark yet, was her appointment in London's hospital to get a full body check, to give her a proper second opinion. She decided, she wouldn't tell him either. What's the use of making him feel troubled about her, when he was in China? He couldn't help her there. Maybe when he was back she would tell him, but not now.

Mark couldn't resist stroking the satin fabric laying over her soft body. He touched the skin of her bottom and he noticed her breathing going irregular because of what he did. I am sorry, he whispered. I just wanted to feel you. I know, he heard Sheila answer. It were just two words, but he felt her pain laying in these word. The way she said as it sounded like a deep sigh. He kissed her shoulder and strangled his hand with hers. Sheila pulled their hands up and lay her face against it. Mark felt her tears on his hand and realized, for the first time, he really couldn't help her. This was his life, for as long as it lasted. And as long as Westlife was a success, they had to live like this. Sheila knew this and Mark was sure of it, that is was also the reason why she didn't say anything. There was no solution for these feelings. It was just the way it was and how it would stay for at least a few years, as they had just signed a new contract for three years. They both closed their eyes and tried to get some rest. Maybe it felt different the next day..

When Mark woke up the next day, the bed was empty. Although he felt slightly disappointed, he was also glad to wake up and have some time of his own. He had been in relationships before, but never that intense as together with Sheila. Because of that he had less time to do things on his own. Although laying here in bed alone now, made him forget what these "things" actually were. What was it were he longed for to do on his own? Thinking of what he longed for, only concerned something together with Sheila. He grinned. He would go down and tell her, she had bewitched him. He couldn't wait to tell her!

He jumped out of bed and found her in the garden, like he did yesterday. Even her mug of coffee was the same. Her eyes shined like never before, which surprised Mark. No tears, no sad face, just beautiful shiny eyes only meant for him. Hi beautiful, he said softly. Sheila heard the surprise in his voice. Hi sweetheart, she whispered back happily and when he bended over to kiss her, she immediately put her hand behind his neck and kissed him passionately. This is a promising start of the day, Mark laughed and kissed her again. If you start the day kissing me like this, then why did you leave the bed in the first place? He looked at her with a naughty look on his face. Who says we need the bed? Sheila answered and laughed out loud, when she watched Mark putting his hand on his heart, acting like he just got a heart attack. Auch lady, you're talking dangerously in the early morning! I was just kidding. Coffee? She asked and jumped of the garden bed.

Mark walked behind her into the kitchen and grabbed her by her waist when she stopped in front of the kitchen sink. But I wasn't, he whispered in her ear, while his hands caressed her smooth feeling body covered in satin. Mark touched her passionately, stroking her breasts down to her belly, which took her breath away. What did you do to my sad wife? He whispered with a sensual tone of voice. You already got me under your spell. What did you do to her? Sheila giggled. She liked the way he played this game with her and answered, I have put her in the closet for a while. No more sadness for the most gorgeous man on earth before he leaves to China. I bewitched your wife, to only make fun and have sex with you until you leave to China, so you will mis her like crazy when you are away. Sheila heard Mark moan behind her and the way he touched her changed. The game was over, Mark longed for her like he had seldom did before. He turned her around and she was surprised how dark blue his eyes were. I like this witch of yours very much. His lips almost touched hers. She could feel his excitement against her body and by the beating of his heart. Oh mister Feehily are you going to cheat on your wife with a witch? She caressed his bottom and pushed it firmly against her longing body. I would love too, Mark moaned and wetted his lips. Sheila put her arms around his neck and jumped into his arms. Okay! I'll settle for that and if I like you a lot, maybe I will never get your wife out of that closet again and I'll keep you to myself. Mark loved the way she teased him and bit his lip while he looked into her naughty eyes. Let's find out then, he said with a low tone of voice, if we can make the same magic together as I do with my Sheila. Sheila crawled closer against his body, as he carried her upstairs, while she kissed him passionately in his neck, his cheek and his lips. The magic had started already and Mark was so glad she had bewitched his heart .....