Her Smile

by Raven Starr

  Not hearing a sound, he tiptoed out and made his way to the front of the room. He gathered from Lily’s irritable behavior towards him that she probably wouldn’t be staying the night. Searching for his cell phone, he dialed and waited for an answer.

  “Hello, Leo’s Car Service. Marco speaking, can I help you?”

  “Yea, Marco. What’s up, it’s Mark.”

  “Oh hey Mr. Storm. What can we do ya for today?”

  “I need a car, preferably a Mitsubishi Eclipse. I need it delivered to the Four Seasons in downtown Boston. Can you do that?”

  The voice on the other line sounded muffled as Marco shouted out Mark’s desires.

  “Yea, Mr. Storm, we can handle it. What time do you need it for?” Marco asked.

  “As soon as you guys can manage it, Marco. Drop the keys off at the front desk, okay?”

  “Yup, we’ll do, Mr. Storm.”

  Mark hung up his cell then picked up the hotel phone to call room service. Having no other choice for the time being, Mark put on his boxers and pants, leaving them unzipped and opened. A small rap on the door shook Mark from his planning. There was so much to get done. He opened the door and greeted the room service worker.

  “Thanks man,” Mark said handing the young teen a fifty dollar tip.

  “Thanks,” the dutiful teen exclaimed. “Thanks a lot.”

  Mark smiled and pulled in the cart. The smell of fresh coffee, pancakes, and bacon filled the room. He heard the shower going and knew she was awake. He placed the food on the table and arranged some wild flowers in the centerpiece.

  “Babe, breakfast is here, you’re hungry, right?” Mark called into the bathroom.

  “Yes, I’m famished. I’ll be out in a second.”

  “No worries, baby. Take your time. I’m not going anywhere.” He strode nervously to the table, tampering with flowers again.

  “Hey,” Kylie voice drifted over his shoulder. “Whatever ya got there sure smells good.”

  He turned around to see her walking over to him, leaning to one side, towel drying her hair.

  “Yea, huh I got some pancakes, bacon, and coffee. Interested?” he waved his hand to the table.

  “Wow, can I wake to you being this romantic every day?” she asked coyly.

  “Only if you want too, baby,” He pulled out her chair gallantly.

  Mark sat across from her. The small round table fit them perfectly. Like puzzle pieces. They laughed when they both reached for the cream.

  “Listen,” he moved, allowing her to use the cream. He smirked when he noticed that she took her coffee the same way.

  “Um, what do you have planned for today?”

  He took a bite of pancakes, licking the sweet maple syrup from lips, and wished it had been Kylie’s nectar instead.

  “Nothing really? Do you have plans?”

  “Sorta. Listen I want to take you somewhere, but I need a change of clothes first.”

  “Oh Mark,” she reached out and squeezed his hand. “You don’t have to take me anywhere. I’m happy just being here with you.”

  Mark caressed her cheek lovingly. “I know I don’t have to, I want too. Gimme an hour, okay? I’ll be back.” He wiped his mouth and leaned over the table to kiss her forehead. “An hour,”

  “Okay, sweetie. I’ll be here. I have to talk to Lily anyway.”

  He tore himself away from her and strode to the door.

  “Hey wait minute,” Kylie called. “take this,” She gave him the card key.

  Mark smiled, kissed her again, and bid her goodbye.

  His feet were so light he walked on air. An hour was still a short amount of time to accomplish everything he wanted to do. First things first a fresh change of clothes, then he would go shopping.

  ***

  Kylie sniffed the flowers once more before wiping her mouth and leaving the table. She piled all the dirty dishes back on the cart and left it outside her door, leaning against it, nibbling her nail. Her first day of not being a virgin and she felt great. It was true she felt a little sore but the long warm shower this morning helped a lot. She looked around the room, her mind transfixed on the memories of last night.

  She ran touched her breast, rubbing her sensitive nipple and craving for Mark’s warm wet mouth. Kylie tucked some of her air-dried tendrils behind one ear.

  “Okay, pull it together,” she said gathering her erotic thoughts. “I’d better find Lily.”

  She found her cell phone in her purse and dialed her sister’s number. Lily finally answered on the fourth ring. Her voice was shill and full of laughter.

  “Hey sis, it’s about time called. I left you five voice messages last night. What happened with the World Worst boyfriend contestant?”

  “Lily, don’t do that, okay? You may not like it but I’m very fond Mark. In fact, he’s taking me away in a bit. I wanted to let you before you inform the National Guard,” she said sarcastically.

  Lily scoffed.

  “Hey where are you anyway? I hear a lot of commotion in the background.”

  “Oh, I’m in Santa Monica. Thought I’d check it out, give you and wonder-boy some time alone.”

  “Lily.” Kylie voice sounded stern. “I’m not kidding. Look, take care of yourself and try to stay out of trouble. I’ll be with Mark and if you need me, call me.”

  “Okay.”

  Both women sat in silence. “Kylie?” Lily asked.

  “Yea?” Kylie replied.

  “I’m sorry. As long as this guy treats ya right I have no problems, okay? I love you and have fun.” Lily’s giggle brought a smile to Kylie’s face.

  “Thanks, I will.”

  Kylie closed her cell phone. She enthusiastically skipped towards the bedroom to pack her dainty overnight bag as questions of what surprise Mark had under his sleeve. He was up to something, his brown eyes danced wildly about at breakfast. He seemed jittery and nervous. Oh God did he regret last night? Kylie refused to let her mind delve into such negative thoughts. If Mark regretted last night he sure wouldn’t be taking her somewhere. I wonder where we’re going.

  She went through her bag, pulled out her iPod, and plugged in her speakers. The first song on shuffle mode was Justin Timberlake’s Bringin Sexy Back. Kylie danced merrily, shaking her round booty to the music. The way she felt right now, sexy was here and running free through her veins.

  Mark’s body complemented hers in every way. His huge manhood remained steady and rock hard throughout their entire love making session. She wondered if all men had the self-control he displayed in the sack last night. If not, she was definitely the luckiest woman on earth!

  Kylie fiddled with the spaghetti straps of her yellow print, fairy cut Vera Wang sundress. The dress fit her well, clinging to her like a desperate lover begging for a second chance. Absently, she brushed her locks. All the while her mind, drifted away.

  ***

  The hour passed even more quickly than Mark thought it would. He hurried past a laughing couple, holding his bag, and whistling a happy tune.

  Marco had truly done him just justice in the car department. The Eclipse was black on black, with shiny chrome wheels. Its leather interior still held the new manufactured smell. The thought dawned on him that it could be brand-new. Mark opened the door, tossed in the bag, and slipped into the driver’s seat. He felt better with his new set of clean clothes. Mark wore a pair of dark blue Sean John jeans, and a white V-neck shirt. The Cool Water cologne he wore mingled with the new car scent of the car.

  Starting the engine, he pulled away from the curb, turned right at the light and headed back to the hotel, still humming his tune. Mark sat at the red light, arched his back to remove his cell phone from the side pocket. He glanced up at the light before dialing the number to the hotel.

  “Good afternoon, the Four Seasons, this is Melissa. May I make you a reservation today?” a cheerfully female echoed.

  “No, thank you. Could you ring room 501, please?”

  “Sure thing, sir. Hold a moment for
that number, please.”

  Mark heard a series of clicks accompanied with some drowsy elevator music, before the line finally started to ring.

  “Hello?” Kylie’s sweet voice made Mark smile.

  “Hey gorgeous, it’s me. Can you meet me out front in ten minutes?”

  “I sure can, hun.”

  “Okay, see you in ten minutes. I’m driving a black car.”

  “Okay, see ya soon.”

  He hung up the phone, pressed the accelerator, and advanced down the street. When he pulled up at the main entrance, she was standing outside waiting for him. The sudden tightness of his jeans was evidence of his growing arousal. No woman ever made him feel this horny and yet still so satisfied.

  He pulled up in front of her, leaned over, and opened the door.

  “Get in,” Mark settled back into the driver’s seat.

  “Thanks. I didn’t know whether to bring my bag or not, so I did just in case.”

  He looked at her small maroon bag.

  “Not a problem.” He took it from her and placed it on the back seat.

  “You look great,” she complimented closing the door.

  “Thank you, so do you,” he leaned over and kissed her. “You ready?”

  “Yea, but where are we going?”

  “You’ll see, baby. You’ll see.”

  Mark put the car in gear and took off towards the highway. His fingers found the button for the CD changer and clicked play. Stevie Wonder’s True Love floated through the speakers. Kylie put her soft hand on top of his as he gripped the gearshift. He squeezed her fingers and shot her a quick look.

  How beautiful she looked right now. Her hair blowing wildly in the wind while a jazzy Stevie Wonder song played with their already intertwined heart strings. Today was turning out to be another perfect day. As they drew closer to the surprise, Mark saw Kylie sit up and begin to take notice of their surroundings. A sideways smile creased his face, but he said nothing. He just kept driving.

  “Hey,” she exclaimed staring out the window. “I think I know where we are.” She turned her head to look at Mark. He pressed his lips together so hard they looked like a thin line. “Ohhh, you’re sneaky,” she pointed her finger at him, and then turned her attention back to window.

  He turned left into the parking lot and shut off the engine.

  “Well,” he clapped his hands together. “We’re here. Let’s go.” He nodded outside the window.

  Kylie bit her lip and raised her sculpted eyebrows. “What are we doing here?”

  “Come find out.” He opened the door and got out.

  He waited for Kylie to join him on the other side of the car; he locked her arm around his and proceeded towards the entrance of Rock Woods Park.

  “What are we doing here?” Kylie asked again reading the sign.

  “I wanted to show you something.” Mark led her a little ways down the path. When he heard a gasp escape her lips, he knew she saw it. He unlocked his arm from hers and slowed his pace. He watched Kylie walked over the twisted, odd-looking, yet hauntingly beautiful tree. Gone was all the trash and debris, replaced by a small white picket fence surrounded the area and a gold sign in the ground. Kylie leaned closer to read the inscription.

  Our journey begins here. M.S. and K.S. forever.

  He watched her as she tried to decipher the last part of the message.

  “Our journey?” she asked turning to face.

  “Yes, in this place you opened my eyes. So I couldn’t a more significant place than this.”

  “This is all wonderful, it is Mark, but those are not my initials.”

  “Well, we can fix that too.” Mark said kneeling on one knee in front of her.

  “Oh my God,” Kylie clasped her hands over her mouth.

  He reached into his pocket, produced a tiny black velvet box. He casually popped it open.

  “Kylie Thomson will you do me the ultimate honor of becoming my wife?”

  Mark looked up into her eyes as tears flowed down her face.

  “Oh Mark,” she whispered. “Yes, Oh my God, Yes!”

  “Yes?” He sounded shocked.

  “Yes,” she said with more confidence.

  Mark stood up, took the three-carat canary yellow diamond ring with platinum setting out of the box, and slipped it on her finger. With the ring in its proper place, Mark picked up his new fiancée and swung her around. There was no feeling in the world, save probably the birth of his first child, that could top this moment.

  “I love you, Kylie.”

  “I love you too, Mark”

  Their embrace rivaled the most the strongest union and shake the foundations of true love to its moral core. They stared into each other eyes, lost in the infinite bounds of their love.

  Mark held her face. Kylie’s smile beamed up at “I love your smile.”

  The End

  Raven Starr can be found hanging out on the Red Rose Publishing chatter loop or on her web site.

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  Excerpt from Eve’s Revenge

  Mark paced the floor of the church, his brothers talking quietly behind him. Everything had been great. He’d spoken with Kyle just hours before and now she was gone. He took out his cell phone and franticly dialed her number again. The more the phone rang the more the angry grew within him.

  Mark began to squeeze his phone in his palm when it rang.

  “Kylie?” he asked.

  “Funny, this is the second time you’ve confused us.” said a very familiar voice on the other end.

  “Eve? Why are you calling me?”

  “I just wanted to know how your wedding was going? Are you having fun yet?”

  Finally, the relazation that Eve’s call might have something to do with Kylie’s disappearance his anger exploded.

  “Eve, what have you done?”

  Her response was laughter. But it was no ordinary laugh, this was more like a cackle of insanity, that grew louder and louder.

  “Eve!” Mark screamed. “What have you done!”

  At that moment the phone goes dead.