Drunk Love - Chapter 11

Sorry I didn't reply to everyones comments. It's really late and I want to hurry and post this chapter but I promise I'll reply to everyone's comments for this chapter. Picture of Zoey (Her hair is naturally brown but she dyes it red) Thanks for the comments, they make my day!
Chapter 11 - How Much Can you Leave to Fate?

Mark's POV

Rainie's hands roamed over my body, her mouth played at my lips. She kissed me, her lips lingering long enough to arouse, but not long enough to satisfy. I undressed her, slowly. She murmured my name and nipped at my lips, I couldn't take it anymore I had to have her-

"Mark. Mark, wake up would you." My eyes opened slowly and there she was, hovering over my bed, first I saw her mouth, then my eyes traveled down to her breasts, then farther. I was left with only the ache.

It was only until I pushed the memories of the dream away that my eyes registered how early it was.
"What time is it?"
"Around 4 am."
"You came to my bedroom at 4 in the morning?" Was I still dreaming?
"Well I had a dream." Even in the dark I could see the blush that took over her cheeks.
"A nightmare?"
"No, it was a... pleasurable dream."

I thought about the dream I'd been having just minutes ago, she couldn't have? No, there was no way her dream could have been remotely similar to mine.

"Then why-"
"In the dream you were, well I was. That is to say..."
"Yes?"
"We were... having dinner."
"Dinner?"
"Yes, we were having dinner. I'm sorry to have woke you. Have a good night Mark."

She strode out of the room faster than I would have been able to strip off that robe she'd been wearing.

I chuckled as I replayed our conversation in my head. She'd blushed and said the dream was pleasurable, then she'd said we were having dinner, I suppose you could have called my dream having dinner too. It's too bad the dinner had ended so soon, I'd been far from satisfied.
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Rainie's POV - The Next Morning

Oh God, how could I have even thought of going to Mark and telling him what I'd dreamt. And covering up with dinner! He would never believe that.

"I should have just said yes when he asked me if I'd had a nightmare." I sighed and settled into the desk chair.
For the past hour I'd been lying on my bed, well the bed in Mark's guest room and thinking of how I was going to remodel one of my client's home.

Now that I had the plan in my hand all I had to do was make a blueprint and head over to Alexander and Mary's house.
For years I'd been remodeling the homes of newly wedded couples, when would it be my turn to remodel my own home with my husband? When would I get to fuss about what color I wanted the nursery to be?

"You're working too hard, and in my office too."
"You work too little." I said back but didn't turn to look at him, it would make the memories come back, the memories of the dream I wanted so badly to forget. "Why do you have an office anyway, isn't your work memorizing lines? I saw you last night pacing around the living room, repeating lines and movements. I think I memorized them myself from hearing you repeat them so much.
"Let's see then, what were the lines?"
"Nora, darling I really wish you wouldn't leave. The kids... they've become attached to you... I've become attached to you. More than attached actually, I'm in love with you.
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Mark's POV

The way she said the words, you'd think she was truly speaking to Nora instead of repeating my lines.
"Rainie, have you ever acted?"
The question caught her by surprise "No, my mother wanted me to, she even thought about naming me after an actress but then she said the second I was born it began to rain, so she named me Rainie."
"You'd be good at it." She laughed
"Well if I ever think of a career change I'll be sure to consider Acting."
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Zoey's POV

"Luke, I'm worried about Rainie." Luke's eyes finally left his phone to glance back up at me.
"Because of Mark." It wasn't a question.
"Yes."
"Their marriage may not have started of like most marriages do but there's definitely something between them, I give 'em at least a year."
"I give them 1 month."
"I months? Why?"
"Take a look at this." I handed over the one thing my sister had ever kept a secret from me.
Luke was silent for a minute, his eyes traveling up and down the paper.
"I found it in Rainie's closet when I was helping her look for her sweater yesterday, their marriage only has one more month left!"

"A contract?"
"I know her getting married while drunk was bad, but I let it slip, we're only human, we make mistakes, but putting a contract on marriage, that's just- I don't even know what it is."
"The contract's void."
"What?"
Luke pointed to the bottom of the paper "It says right here, if anyone else besides, Rainie, Mark, and Vincent find out about the contract it becomes void."
"I should have known Vincent was in on this." I knew Mark's stupid agent would cause problems for Rainie.

"Vincent. That's Mark's agent right?" I nodded.
"Well the contract's void so there's really no problem." Like the concerned brother he was Luke glued his eyes back on his phone.
"There is a problem, Rainie can't know that we know about the contract."
"Zoey, stop worrying, Rainie's a grown woman, and Mark's a grown man, they can work it out. Just leave it to fate."
"There's something else, and you can't tell me to just leave this to fate."
"What?"
"Dad contacted me." All interest in his phone was gone.
"Step-dad?"
Shook my head, "No. Real dad."
"After all these years, why?"
"Why else?"
"Mark." He seemed to be the reason for all my troubles.
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Rainie's POV

I was finally finished with the blueprint and could head over to the house to actually get started on the re-modeling but I didn't want to leave, Mark had left to take a jog which meant I had the whole house to myself. The house was unusually quiet without him.

Didn't hear the obnoxiously loud repeating of lines, or his loud off-key singing when he took a shower. I didn't even have to hear the stupid banging of pans coming from the kitchen when he was hungry, I tried to ignore it but he wouldn't stop until I went down there and fed him.
Actors, they wanted everything given to them. But I did like it when he came to my room asking me for a bed time story. To be honest, I was a little scared the first time he asked me to tell him a bedtime story, I mean a man like him asking for something that was usually left behind in their childhood.

He'd said his sister read to him when he was a kid but I don't remember him ever talking about his parents. I don't think he'd ever even mentioned them. I'd have to ask him about it later.
My phone started to ring on Mark's desk.
"Hello?"
"Rainie, sweetheart, don't hang up, not until I tell you what I have to say."

I don't know what I felt more, the anger or the pain. Both emotions fought against each other as my hands shook and I gripped the phone so tightly my knuckles turned white.
"16 years." My words came out dark and menacing. I'd felt pain too long, anger was easier.
"I needed you 16 years ago. Not now."
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Please Read:

In the last chapter someone commented saying they were confused because in the contract Rainie made, it said if anyone else found out, it became void and now even Luke knew, but the contract said if anyone found out about the "Contract" it became void. Luke and Zoey don't know about the contract they only know that Rainie and Mark got married because of alcohol. Only Mark, Rainie, and Vincent know their marriage has only month left.

I hope this cleared up your confusion, Sorry I should have explained it more in the story.

@Mary: Thanks for catching my mistake in chapter 9. I'm sorry if it confused you, I'll pay more attention to what I'm writing so I don't make a dumb mistake like that again.
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Published: 1/13/2012
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