The Guard To My Sanctuary - Chapter 16: Chapter 16

"So he really is a pro," I said aloud to myself as Marco left me holding onto the wall of the rink and proceeded to glide around on the slick wood floors spinning on one of the curves and skating his way back towards me. It was early Saturday morning and we were on our first date together. The wait for the day to come was prolonged since he had to stay on base all last night for some reason he couldn't tell me because it had to do with classified information. He made his way over to me with a smug smile on his face and held his hands out which I took quickly so I wouldn't fall. The vibrations from the bass startled me a little and I found myself leaning all the way onto him.
"Show off."
"Come on," he said rolling in front of me.
"Place your feet shoulder width apart, bend your knees, and squat. Lower your ass toward the ground and lean up a little into a squatting position," He directed and helped me position my body correctly. It felt nice having him touch me so tenderly and treating me gently. He always touched me gently but this time it was different, his hands lingered on my sides and he positioned himself closer. I saw an older couple who looked like they ate food directly out of a can give us odd looks but I wasn't going to let them ruin my moment. Once I was in the correct position he directed me to make my feet perpendicular than told me to move in' a heel-toe pattern and just like that I was scatting. I still had to hold onto Marco's hand because my balance wasn't the best but I was having the time of my life. I felt my phone vibrate and knew it was more than likely my family since I didn't know anyone else.
We skated around for a solid ninety minutes till I could feel the lactic acid build up in my leg muscles that were almost nonexistent. We didn't talk much just laughed and tried our best to sing along to some of the songs that played. That didn't go well for us since we both had horrible singing voiced. Mine was way too high for the low notes and middle notes. Marco's was too deep and he was tone-deaf. When we got tired we both exited the rink and made our way to return the skates and put our shoes on then we walked to his car. He opened the passenger side door for me to enter through and I got in and waited for him to get in and drive away. He drove us to a brown building and parked in front of Rubio's a beach themed restaurant. We were seated in a booth around people and ordered lemonade's not knowing what we wanted to eat.
"Did you like skating," he asked taking a sip from his lemonade. He had a smile on his face that was just... Mesmerizing.
"Yeah it was fine, my legs hurt but it was worth it," I responded with a smile. There was a moment of us just looking at one another before we were interrupted by the waiter a light-skinned guy with curly hair who stared at me a little longer than needed.
"What can I get you," he said looking directly at me. I hadn't even looked at the menu so I quickly looked through it. The waiter kept looking at me which made me uncomfortable. I hated being stared at since sometimes people recognized who I was and would try to talk to me.
"Well have two coastal trio's," Marco said aggressively. I had a feeling something unspoken was going on between the two men.
"Oh okay, you sure," he asked me.
"Yeah I'm sure," confused as to why he was asking me that.
"Alright," he said walking away but not before winking then it dawned on me.
"Was he flirting with me," I asked astounded and flattered at the same time.
"Yeah," Marco answered obviously irritated with the entire situation.
"Are you mad at me I didn't even know what he was doing, I haven't had someone flirt with me ever. Every person who wanted me didn't really have to goad me into it," I asked concerned.
"You didn't do anything wrong, he obviously doesn't know common decency and I just might have to get up the next time there happens," he said reaching over to grab my hand with both of his and held it over the table. He was getting a little possessive but not in terms of being controlling but more in defense of me which I liked.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend before, I obviously haven't but I just want to know," I asked changing the topic from the waiter and putting it onto Marco.
"Yeah I have and nice deflection by the way," he said giving me one of his smirks. I felt him rubbing the back of his hand with his thumbs.
"I've only had one serious boyfriend in my life. His name was Dario Jensen, we worked together in Okinawa when I was stationed there. He was a Finance person and he helped me get my shit together. He was smart, funny and intelligent and good looking, not better than you but he was cool as far as looks go. I actually thought I could wed him for a while," he said looking at me.
"So why did you two break up, it sounds like he was everything one would look for in a man," I asked a little salty.
"Oh, he was a man whore who couldn't seem to stop bending over and grabbing his ankles for anyone blinked at him," Marco said matter of factly.
"Oh," I replied.
"Yeah, I caught him fucking a friend of mine at his room. He tried to give a story about him only being in my friend's room to plan my birthday which was a lie since it was six months after all of that. After that I decided to call it quits," he spoke to me.
"When's your birthday, how don't I know that," I asked him.
"Last month I don't celebrate it, not after my parents passed but let's not down the mood," he said to me.
"I'll table it for now," I said to him.
"So what are you going to do after the military," I asked him as the waiter came back setting the food down. Marco gave him a look that made the poor boy scurry off without saying anything.
"Well I'm up for reenlistment in December and I still haven't made a decision if I want to leave or not. I've been guaranteed a spot as a teacher for the next four years but I have a feeling I'm going to want to be here for a lot longer," he said smiling at me.
"Do you mean me," I blushed.
"Of course I mean you, Elm I plan on being in your life forever so you need to get used to making plans for the both of us because that's already how I'm thinking," he said pulling away from me to start eating. He finished all three of his tacos and four glasses of lemonade while I ate half of my food. We paid for the food and I had to force Marco to pay for the tip by threatening to do it myself then we headed off to an ice cream parlor with the windows down letting the nice mid-day April air blow through the car. We bobbed our head in the music laughing and smiling as we tried to hit the notes which we both failed at miserably. We got over to the ice cream place and I ordered two scoops of green tea gelato while Marco's giant ass got a large cup of coffee flavored ice cream with sprinkles, fudge, Carmel, and white chocolate chips. When we got done getting our treats we got in the car. He drove to the beach and parked in an area that didn't have many people so we could wait to watch the sunset and just talk about random things like the fact that he couldn't sleep without the sound of me snoring now which I adamantly protested. I told him about my life before the kidnapping which I had only given him snippets of before. By the time we ran out of things to talk about the sun was setting.
"I had fun today," Marco said turning to look at me with a sultry smile. The sun hit his face making all of his angles look softer.
"Me too," I responded blushing for the fiftieth time today. He had some hold on me that sent my face through a series of red tones.
"So do I get another one," he asked smugly since he knew the answer.
"Of course," I said looking into his eyes. He looked back at me with and started to move his face close to mine and he placed his lips on mine. I felt like I was flying high and I smiled into the kiss, Marco chuckled before deepening the kiss I immediately gave in as his hands grasped my face. He tasted like coffee and chocolate which was pleasant and his lips felt like velvet. I was like putty in his hands just hoping to do my best to not moan out and embarrass myself. He pulled away and I caught my breath not wanting the kiss to be over. He placed his empty cup on the dashboard and the reached for his shirt and pulled it off leaving him only in his cargo shorts. I looked at his body and salivated. He looked at me and winked again.
"Take your shirt off," he said to me pulling his wallet out of his pocket and placing it under his seat. After that, he placed his car keys in a zipper pocket and exited out of the car. I looked at him for a second before catching on and nervously pulling my shirt off revealing my tattooed body. He had tattoos of his own but mine covered more skin. He licked his lips when he saw me stand up out of the car. I threw my wallet and phone inside of the vehicle before closing the door and covering myself with my hands as I walked over. He grabbed my hands with his and pulled me close to him.
"You look really good in those," he said referring to my white above the knee shorts. I leaned into him to hide my blushing face but he pulled away. His arms found their way around my waist and I was lifted up so that I was face to face with Marco. He kissed me for the second time and threw me over his shoulder when he was done making my lips red and plump.
"Marco that water is freezing it's the Pacific," I said not wanting to be dunked in.
"You'll be alright," he said as we met the shoreline. I felt him take a deep breath and then he started running into the water with me over his shoulder. He shouted and laughed and yelled until we were both wet and cold sparsely surrounded by people. He held me close to him since I wasn't the strongest of swimmers and the just stared me in my eyes. It was a beautiful moment the sender making the kit look like artwork and a man holding me tight. There was very little one could hope for. He leaned into me this time he waited for me to lean in as well and start the kiss. His tongue entered my mouth and I tried to fight him off but he won and I was a very happy loser.
"I'm going to fall in love with him; If I'm not already in love with him."