Not every moment with Marcie is magical. There are times when it's less than that. It doesn't mean I love her any less. There are just times that are less magical than others. Yet for as many of those moments there are, there are many moments that are nothing short of pure magic. One such moment happened more recently.
It was a hot day. I remember my car saying it was at the mid-nineties. It was a spur of the moment decision to go to a fast-food place to get dinner since it was too warm to turn on the stove. As we drove to the drive-thru, Marcie saw the selection of milkshakes and asked me about getting one. It seemed innocent enough to me. I ordered her a milkshake with our food before we drove back to the house.
It took a moment to unload the car and walk into the house before we unpackaged the food. I took a swig of the cola I ordered before I watched Marcie take a long pull on her straw. The milkshake was undeniably thick. I watched spellbound as she took her lips off and licked them a little. I saw a trickle of the white liquid on her lips. Almost on instinct, I leaned in and kissed her lips, tasting the shake on them before our tongues met. I felt the electric shock almost immediately. We kissed for a little longer before we pulled back and went back to eating our dinner.
It was a little later as we were moving things around the room where my back started to feel a bit tight. Before I had a chance to hide it, Marcie was right there.
"On the bed now, Leo," she said in a soft tone.