I decided to surprise Mark by showing up at one of his shows. This was a huge deal first of all because it was overseas. And second of all, this was me taking a big leap of faith to show him that I loved him and that I wanted to make this work. I missed him, and I just wanted to see him face to face and hug him and kiss him and let him know that I could work through my issues for us.
It didn't go so well.
Becky got the hotel information from Sean, so I had the address and the room number Mark was staying in. I could just walk right up and knock on his door instead of going through multiple people. I may have been crazy for doing this, and I felt a little awkward doing it uninvited. But I needed to fix this, and I thought Mark would be ecstatic that I made such a huge effort instead of just waiting for him to come home.
I took a deep breath and knocked on his door. I was nervous to see him, like how a little girl is afraid to talk to her first crush. Should I just jump his bones when I saw him? I wanted him. I hadn't had him in what seemed like forever. I wasn't quite sure how to act.
Upon opening the door, his face raised in surprise, but then quickly relaxed into a smile. "Eliza! Baby, hi. What're you doing here?"
His eyes went to my suitcase and he took a step forward, as if to reach for it. He started to say something, but then he was cut off by a female's voice back in his room. I froze. I felt like my heart stopped. He had a girl in his hotel room. Were we broken up? Had he broken up with me and had I not realized it? Our last conversation had just ended with him telling me to think about what I wanted. Was I a fucking idiot? I quickly grabbed the handle of my suitcase before he could, and I took a step away from his door, turning to go down the hall.
"Eliza, stop," he demanded as he reached out and grabbed my wrist. "Fuck." I turned towards him. He leaned his head down a little to try to meet my eyes.
"This was my fault. I shouldn't have surprised you like this. You can...go back inside to finish whatever you were doing."
When I looked up to his eyes, he gave a little apologetic smile. It looked like he was trying to suppress a laugh. "That's our merch girl, darling."
I deflated. "Oh," I said dumbly.
"Yeah. She was just bringing by the new shirts that came in today to show me. Come on, come in," he said as he reached forward to take my hand in his. Our fingers interlaced and immediately I felt warm and safe. I followed him inside the room and saw her folding a T-shirt and putting it back in an opened box. She looked up at us.
"Sara, this is my girlfriend, Eliza. Eliza, this is our merch girl, Sara."
"Hey, nice to meet you! I didn't know you were coming," she smiled at me as she continued to close the box up.
Mark looked down to me and said, "I didn't know either. She pulled a surprise on me," he smiled from ear to ear and then he brought one of his hands up under my chin. I lifted my face up to his, and he leaned down, kissing me. It was so nice to feel his kiss again.
He pulled away and continued smiling at me as Sara walked past us carrying the box of shirts. When she reached the door, she turned back to us and said, "Have fun, you two love birds."
I managed to pull my eyes away from Marks long enough to look over at her. "Nice meeting you," I smiled.
As soon as the door clicked closed, I looked back to Mark and cringed. "I'm so sorry. Here I am trying to prove to you how much I love you and right away it starts off with me assuming you have another girl in your room."
He gave me that same smile that let me know he was trying not to laugh. "That's okay. I just can't believe you're here."
"Me either. I've never flown so far before."
"I'm glad. I didn't like how our last conversation ended."
I shook my head, "I didn't like it one bit."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned back to look at me. "You're trying to prove how much you love me?" He had a shit eating grin like he was a giddy little boy in a candy shop.
I rolled my eyes playfully and walked away from him to go a little further into the room to look around. It was a nice, big suite. One bed. All to himself. I nodded towards the hot tub in the corner. "Nice room. What are you, some kind of rock star or something?"
He gave me a mischievous look, no doubt up to no good. "Did you bring a swimsuit?"
"No..."
He all but lunged at me, frantically taking my clothes off and fumbling with the facet to turn the water on while kissing me and touching me all over. I returned all of his advances happily. Having hot tub sex was something I had always wanted to try. I was covering a lot of "firsts" with him.
My legs were like noodles and my mouth was dry as I maneuvered myself onto his lap to face him when we were done. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily, his chest moving up and down. I traced his jawline and face with my finger tips, admiring how gorgeous he was. He scooted me closer against him and leaned forward to kiss down the front of my throat to the tops of my breasts.
He looked down at them, shook his head and let out a tiny laugh. "Your body is too good to be true."
I gently took his chin and made him tilt his head up to meet my eyes. "Eyes up here, Foster," I smiled.
He smiled lazily at me, as if in a daze. He almost looked like he was high, enough though we hadn't smoked anything. "I'm so happy you came. Really. I can't tell you how much that means to me."
"Good. I hate how jealous I acted about that stupid video. And how I freaked out before even talking to you - "
"Shh," he put his hand over my mouth. "It's alright. You don't have to explain yourself."
As soon as he took it away, I started rambling on again. "No, but, it's hard for me. But I know I can work on my -"
"Baby," he interrupted. "I know. I trust you. I have faith in you."
I shook my head. "I can't believe it's that easy for you."
"I know you. And now I know how much you love me. So that's all the proof I need."
"I do love you," I smiled.
"And I love you. You gonna stay with me tonight?"
"Well, yeah."
"And tomorrow night?"
"Yes."
"And the next? When are you leaving?"
"My flight back is in 5 days. Is that okay?"
"Nope. Cancel it. Stay here. For the rest of the tour."
"I guess I do need to make sure all of those bitches keep their hands off of you."
He gave me a look.
"Kidding," I laughed as I held my hands up in surrender.
He lunged forward to crash his lips onto mine. He kept a hand on the small of my back as he used his body to push me back against the other side of the hot tub, looming over me.
He pulled his mouth away from mine just enough to say in a low and sexy voice, "Do you really think I would let anyone else touch me when I have this incredibly gorgeous, sexy, beautiful, unbelievably hot nurse in my hot tub moaning my name through her orgasms?"
