No Day but Today

Chrissy sprinted out of the cab before Mark could even finish paying for it, twirling brightly outside of their hotel. She couldn’t believe she was here with the love of her life. She helped him with their bags, happily hurdling into the hotel. “Check in time, check in time, check in time!” Chrissy sang like a small child until all the logistics were done and they were heading to their room. “Mark, I’m so excited to be here! I wonder what the room will look like - and the bed! Ooh! And the shower! It’s all going to be amazing!! And I get to spend all this time with you - it’s just the best ever! Thank you.”

There was something about being with Mark that was like no other, and it was nearly impossible to contain her attraction for him. She really did love him, and she loved everything about it. They could be in the most beautiful place in the world, and Chrissy would still want to be lying in bed wrapped in nothing but his arms. “I certainly hope so,” she grinned back, a devilish gleam in her eyes as she moved into him a bit more. “Ooh!! That sounds so pretty!! Yes, yes, yes!! Let’s go!!” she exclaimed, practically jumping in her seat. She sobered a little, blushing at his wink before leaning in, to whisper in his ear, “I can’t wait.” 

Chrissy melted into his arms, having missed the sense of being sweetly content. It was nice to not care, it felt like it had been so long since she could feel this way. She was in love, madly and honestly. Her and Mark had been through a lot together since day one, and she knew it was all to get to this point. She still felt like she was cheating him, but she was too selfish to let go. “That sounds wonderful,” she smiled, kissing him again. The kiss deepened slightly as she moved into him a little bit more, getting comfortable in the back of the cab. She pulled away, filling her lungs with air as she tried not to get carried away. “You know I’m just going to want to do you, so you better be in charge of our itinerary,” she smirked, pecking along his jaw.  

"I'm very glad to be here with you," she replied with a wide stretched smile, attempting to deepen their kiss before he pulled away to put heir bags in the trunk. So much bad had surround the two of them, but together, they were nothing but light. He gave her so much to be bubbly about, it was impossible not to smile. She sat close to him in the cab, having to stop herself from jumping with excitement on the seat. "Where are we going first? What are we doing??"

Getting away to New York had been an escape for Mark since he was old enough. His mother never noticed when he would slip away for a day or two into the city. Metroville tried to be like, but nothing in the world beat the bright lights of Broadway. Nothing except for his girl. Mark was so happy to be getting away with her. Sharing this with the woman that he loved was all that he wanted. He sat their cases at the door and double checked their passes and everything was ready before calling a cab. “Hey, pretty lady.” He called out to Chrissy, wrapping his arms around her waist. “You ready to get away for a while with me?” He asked, smiling down at her.

Seriously? Ah, I’m so glad! I’ll get everything sorted, babe. 

Oh my god, Mark!! We're going to have - So. Much. Fun!!

I wanna take you to New York. What do you say?

New York?? Are you serious!! What do I say?? Hell yes!!

A trip?? Really?? Where???

Well, that’s good. Means I don’t need to take out any guys who could steal you away from me, right?

Then you must not have seen a lot of guys in your life.

Trust me, I've seen plenty of boys, and there is absolutely zero competition.

Mmh, possibly getting the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen to be my girlfriend.

Not that big of an accomplishment, considering you're the hottest guy I've ever seen.

What is your proudest moment though?

When morning broke through the window  Mark stirred in his bed, smiling when he could feel the warmth of Chrissy still there with him. He loved getting to wake up next to her. They days on which he did always seemed to go a lot better than when they didn’t. Getting to spend the holidays with her had been a dream and one of the best he had in a long time. Things had changed a hell of a lot since he first met Chrissy. The fact he could so openly call her his was something he loved. He looked over at her, gentely holding onto her but trying not to wake her.