love you Mark.”
“I so completely love you too Rachel.”
I lead him off to my bedroom for a serious making up session. I pull him down on my small but cosy bed. I am going to show him and tell him what he means to me for hours and hours. But I’m going to pick his brains a little first though.
I am lying on my side facing him and running my fingers through his hair. I really love his hair.
“S o you fancied me from the beginn ing did you?”
“ Yes. The whole beautiful Rachel package.”
“ But I was drunk and not interested. What’s beautiful about that?”
“ I spoke to you before you got drunk and I didn’t think you’d stay not interested for long.”
“I don’t remember being particularly nice to you Mark.”
“You were amusing and different and obviously not out to impress me at all. I liked your offhand attitude and I thought you were very sexy. I was sure I could win you round.”
“ Oh really?”
“I’m far too wonderful to resist”
“ I suppose you are.”
“ Especially when I put some effort into it.”
“Y ou got me with your very friendly kiss after the wedding.”
“ I put some feeling into that.”
“ My feelings have never been the same since.”
“ Neither have mine.”
We have a long passionate kissing session before we get round to the seriously energetic side of making up.
TWENTY THREE
We are sitting at his the following Wednesday evening. I am laying down on my side with my head on his lap and he is twirling strands of my hair.
“ I know we’ve only been together for a couple of weeks but I’d like you to move in with me. Will you think about it?” Mark suddenly asks me.
“ Let’s go and get all my things right now.” I turn on my back and look up at him with a beaming, joyful smile.
“ Really?”
“ Really – then I think we should stop off on the way back here and you can meet my parents if you like…”
“ I thought you’d never ask.”
“ Well I am now.” I was quite aware that I hadn’t. Another hangover from the Jon affair. He never wanted to meet my parents and never wanted to visit them once he had. I think he saw them three times altogether in two years.
We drove over to my apartment and loaded up the car with just about everything we could fit in including my battered old teddy bear and three surviving pot plants.
“ You should rent it out, keep it as an investment. Your tenants can pay the mortgage for you.” Mark explained what he thought I should do with my no longer needed apartment.
“ Okay, that’s a good idea. I’ll clean it up next week and get a letting agent, shall I?” I was quite looking forward to being a landlady…
“ That’s what I would do, they’ll handle it all for you for one months rental per year.”
We drove on to my parents and knock at the door. Mum is very surprised at the sudden appearance of Mark and myself on her doorstep. I get a glaring look which clearly says, you should have called first Ray, the house isn’t at it’s best. Not that we care.
She fusses around making him coffee and giving him a huge slice of her own home made cake. I bite the bullet and tell them I am just about to move into his house. Mum and dad are looking at me in wide eyed surprise. I look at Mark and he is smiling. In between stuffing his face with fruit cake. He really loves the stuff. Mum’ll be ecstatic.
We sit and chat for a while about this and that. Dad asks him about his company and he asks dad about his students and they agree on the terrible state of the education system.
I suggest we go as we have to move my stuff in and it is getting late. We make plans to go back for Sunday lunch.
We get back to his, I mean
our
house and I busy myself putting all my clothes and shoes away in one of the spare rooms. I put some of my things in the bathroom and find a few spare drawers for the rest of it. I think all of my possessions will disappear very easily in this rather large four bedroom house. I go
“I so completely love you too Rachel.”
I lead him off to my bedroom for a serious making up session. I pull him down on my small but cosy bed. I am going to show him and tell him what he means to me for hours and hours. But I’m going to pick his brains a little first though.
I am lying on my side facing him and running my fingers through his hair. I really love his hair.
“S o you fancied me from the beginn ing did you?”
“ Yes. The whole beautiful Rachel package.”
“ But I was drunk and not interested. What’s beautiful about that?”
“ I spoke to you before you got drunk and I didn’t think you’d stay not interested for long.”
“I don’t remember being particularly nice to you Mark.”
“You were amusing and different and obviously not out to impress me at all. I liked your offhand attitude and I thought you were very sexy. I was sure I could win you round.”
“ Oh really?”
“I’m far too wonderful to resist”
“ I suppose you are.”
“ Especially when I put some effort into it.”
“Y ou got me with your very friendly kiss after the wedding.”
“ I put some feeling into that.”
“ My feelings have never been the same since.”
“ Neither have mine.”
We have a long passionate kissing session before we get round to the seriously energetic side of making up.
TWENTY THREE
We are sitting at his the following Wednesday evening. I am laying down on my side with my head on his lap and he is twirling strands of my hair.
“ I know we’ve only been together for a couple of weeks but I’d like you to move in with me. Will you think about it?” Mark suddenly asks me.
“ Let’s go and get all my things right now.” I turn on my back and look up at him with a beaming, joyful smile.
“ Really?”
“ Really – then I think we should stop off on the way back here and you can meet my parents if you like…”
“ I thought you’d never ask.”
“ Well I am now.” I was quite aware that I hadn’t. Another hangover from the Jon affair. He never wanted to meet my parents and never wanted to visit them once he had. I think he saw them three times altogether in two years.
We drove over to my apartment and loaded up the car with just about everything we could fit in including my battered old teddy bear and three surviving pot plants.
“ You should rent it out, keep it as an investment. Your tenants can pay the mortgage for you.” Mark explained what he thought I should do with my no longer needed apartment.
“ Okay, that’s a good idea. I’ll clean it up next week and get a letting agent, shall I?” I was quite looking forward to being a landlady…
“ That’s what I would do, they’ll handle it all for you for one months rental per year.”
We drove on to my parents and knock at the door. Mum is very surprised at the sudden appearance of Mark and myself on her doorstep. I get a glaring look which clearly says, you should have called first Ray, the house isn’t at it’s best. Not that we care.
She fusses around making him coffee and giving him a huge slice of her own home made cake. I bite the bullet and tell them I am just about to move into his house. Mum and dad are looking at me in wide eyed surprise. I look at Mark and he is smiling. In between stuffing his face with fruit cake. He really loves the stuff. Mum’ll be ecstatic.
We sit and chat for a while about this and that. Dad asks him about his company and he asks dad about his students and they agree on the terrible state of the education system.
I suggest we go as we have to move my stuff in and it is getting late. We make plans to go back for Sunday lunch.
We get back to his, I mean
our
house and I busy myself putting all my clothes and shoes away in one of the spare rooms. I put some of my things in the bathroom and find a few spare drawers for the rest of it. I think all of my possessions will disappear very easily in this rather large four bedroom house. I go
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