Marcie and Leo

It was a day to be all about Marcie.

It was around breakfast when I started realizing how much what I wanted for her was going to be a wave to cater to her. As we looked at the breakfast menu for the resort's restaurant, I looked at all the food they offered for breakfast. Marcie mentioned as we walked to where it was that she was going to have to eat light.

"Why?" I asked.

"It's your fault really, Leo," she answered.

I looked at her in surprise until I saw her looking at the spa menu on her phone.

"What's a spa menu?" I asked.

"I learned about what one was during the yoga retreat," she started. "It's a list of services the business provides. It turns out in your desire to pamper me, you asked for an all-inclusive package."

As we sat down to eat, she was explaining it to me. I'm not going to lie when I say I was overwhelmed. It was very technical in a spa kind of way. As her spinach and egg white omelet made its way to her, she talked about the process.

"It's gonna start with a really good massage," she started.

"I could do that," I said as my shrimp and grits slid in front of me.

She looked at me patiently and seductively.

"It's different than your touch, Leo."

She leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.

"You know I have a desire to feel your hands again later, Romeo."

I had to pause and smile before some of the juice would spray on the table. She continued.

"It's followed by a facial."

I was about to talk before she looked at me, making me pause before the obvious joke came out of my mouth.

"Then a mani/pedi."

"What is that?" I asked, truly drawn in to what my wife was going to go through that day.

"Manicure and pedicure."

"I love the way you pick out colors for your nails."

She smiled.

"Wait til you see what I'm going to pick out when I'm done."

As we started to enjoy the food, I was thinking about what I would do while she was going through this process. I had some plans with her later that night, so it would give me a chance to double check all the arrangements. One of the promises I made to her was that there would be no work activities during our trip. This was the biggest challenge of the trip because of my obsessive-compulsive ways with work stuff. This included not checking in Aubrey or Matt about work stuff as well. Her argument was that I deserved to relax as well.

It was then she surprised me.

"So, Leo. Any idea what you're going to do while I'm being pampered?"

"Probably pool time. Maybe I can check out the fitness center."

"That's a good thought. Except I may have signed you up for a treatment of your own."

I had to pause again. It took a moment before I looked at her and there was a huge smile on her face. She then showed me the receipt on her phone for my treatment. She then took her time to explain every part to me so I could understand what was being done. I was still in shock, but I could understand why. It was after the breakfast dishes were cleared and we started to head back to the room where I asked the important question.

"How much of our treatments are going to be together?"

She looked at me and smiled.

"You already paid for them, silly."

I was trying to do the figuring in my mind.

Pause.

Wait, Leo. You paid for the whole experience before she said yes. Why the sudden cheapskate routine?

Simple.

One of the biggest parts of the experience is a massage.

That means some stranger is going to be giving me what they call a "deep tissue" massage. I love when Marcie touches me because I trust her. This was going to take some work.

Press play.

When we reached the room to change, Marcie walked towards me and wrapped her arms over my neck. As I bent down to give her a kiss, she asked the question I knew was coming.

"Leo, do you trust me, baby?"

I smiled.

"Deep breath," she whispered to me.

I took one deep breath with her before she asked me to do it again. It was only then that she kissed me.

"Leo, you are the Chief Operating Officer for one of the largest technology companies. You go through so much with the decisions you face every day. You had to rescue Aubrey from her ex-boyfriend a few years ago and my sister from her creepy estranged husband a few weeks after. You are always in hero mode. This will help you to relax. I know it seems a bit out of your comfort zone, but I think once you relax, you are going to enjoy it."

There was a peck on the cheek before she continued.

"Then they're going to do your nails, but no polish. Then they're going to do your hair also. It will not be as long as a process as mine, but you deserve it also. You need to spoil yourself sometimes, baby."

I smiled as she finished.

"You're so lucky that we don't have the time to have you persuade me more," I whispered.

Her seductive smile shone brightly.

"What makes you think I didn't this morning?"

She had a good point.

As we finished getting ready to go to the spa area, I had a chance to check out my phone to ensure that the plans for later were on track. Maybe the spa treatment will help hide my mind from Marcie's clairvoyance. There's always hope.