Same script, different cast

Fairy Chimneys At Cappadocia

“Marshall I agreed to a date, not whatever this is” I’m yelling at him down the phone, waving my hands around like a mad woman because no one can actually see me and all of this because he text me to be ready at 6am with my passport and enough clothes for three nights, but all he does is just laugh at me before putting the phone down on me leaving me staring at the handset open mouthed.
I agreed to a date, this is a weekend away on a plane not a casual date, I didn’t want to feel pressure from it and now I do because I’m no longer in control of the situation.

However I huff about the house finding suitable clothing, clothing that wasn’t bursting at the seams around my incredibly tender breasts and my rapidly thickening waistline. I was ready and waiting when his car pulled up at my house the next morning, he told me off gently for lifting my overnight bag into the car but smiled from ear to ear as we headed towards a private runway where his jet was waiting for us, once we were seated and strapped in, I began my questioning of where we were going.
“Marshall where are we going? I just wanted dinner really Marshall” I try to tell him gently and I’m also trying to rein in my fucking hormones because currently all I can think about is him going down on me and making me come.

“Annie where’s that restaurant you always wanted to eat at?” he says quietly still grinning. “The one with the hot air balloons baby.” There are  loads of places I’ve mentioned over the years but I have a vague memory coming back to me of me sitting and showing him photos of this amazing place in Turkey.

“No fucking way are you taking me to Cappadocia?“ he nods his head vigorously in reply, still smiling at me “Marshall you can’t!” I’m being foolish telling him what he can and can’t do right now.

“Annie, I can and I am”  he looks at me sternly before turning his attention back to the ever present notepad in front of him, what the hell, has he started to remember every fanciful idea I ever had of  random places I wanted to go. He looks smug and I want to slap the smugness out of him.

“Have you spoken to Violet yet?” he asks me softly and I glare at him, since I found out about the baby there’s an outside chance that it’s making me a tad stubborn and kinda childish in some of my responses to people which is why I now find myself answering him sullenly “No” and then tears prick at my eyes because I really miss my best friend as much as I miss my lover. He stares me down until I break and tell him that I’ll call her when we get home.

I pretty much sleep for the rest of the journey luckily Marshalls jet has a private bedroom at the back and I head off in there locking the door behind me in case he tries to get in, I’m not ready to have him back in my bed. My body may be more than ready but my heart and my head are very much still in a battle with one another.
I’m woken by Marshall softly shaking my shoulder and whispering in my ear “I love you Annie”, I think it’s a dream to begin with but as I come round out of my slumber I realise he’s sat next to me on the bed, I sit bolt up straight “How the fuck did you get in here?” I’m raging at him but he holds up a coin between his thumb and forefinger “safety lock baby” he cracks a grin before he informs me that we’ll be landing in fifteen minutes and that I need to get to my seat for landing.

When we finally leave the plane the air is hot and humid it stops me in my tracks as a hot furnace wind blows straight across my face “Annie why does everywhere you wanna go have to be so fucking hot?” I smile because he’s wearing a tracksuit and he has to be sweating his balls off wearing that, I find it very funny and laugh all the way to the hotel he has booked for us before I start worrying about our sleeping arrangements, I really hope he’s booked me my own room, I don’t have it in me to constantly try and fight him off, which is weird because he hasn’t even tried it on once yet.

The hotel he’s booked is amazing it’s set into the side of a mountain and the rooms look like little caves from the outside, I can’t wait to get to my room and see if it’s really a cave, he’s done good with the choice of hotel.