“Are you just going to stare at me like that?” Marc chuckled.
“I’m just…surprised” I gasped.
“Surprised to hear that I love you?” he asked, amused.
I nodded.
“I didn’t find the perfect moment to tell you, but I felt like you needed to hear it today,” he said, cupping my face.
I kissed his soft lips.
“I really needed to hear it today” I whispered, stroking his cheek.
“I love you too Marc,” I said, looking into his beautiful green eyes.
Marc’s eyes lit up immediately and he lifted me off the ground and spun me around.
“Marc” I squealed.
He put my back down and kissed my nose.
“I love you Olivia Mendez” he chuckled.
“And I love you Marc Bartra” I giggled.
He intertwined his fingers with mine and led me to his car.
“Where are we going?” I asked, curiously.
“A secret” he winked.
He drove us to the marina. He got out of his car and opened the door for me. He picked me up bridal style and carried me aboard this beautiful yacht.
“Is this yours? I gasped.
He nodded.
“We are going on a trip” he winked.
“Do you even know how to steer it?” I asked.
He shook his head and laughed which made me frown.
“The captain will,” he said, pointing to someone who was standing in the cockpit.
Marc whistled, signaling the captain to take off.
“Come on,” Marc said, taking my hand.
He led me inside the cabin, where a table for two was set.
“Marc, what is this?” I gasped.
“I hope you didn’t have lunch yet” he smiled.
“I didn’t,” I said.
“Well sit down, I’ll serve it. I ordered it at my favorite restaurant and it’s kept on warm” he explained.
I sat down, while Marc put two plates on the table.
“It’s Paella. I know it’s a typical dish, but it’s the best in Barcelona” he winked.
“Marc…you really didn’t have to do this,” I said, taking his hand into mine.
“Keeping my lady happy is my priority” he winked, kissing my hand like a knight in shining armor.
I cupped his face and kissed his lips. Marc smiled and removed his lips from mine.
“Let’s eat before the food gets cold and I get hot” he smirked.
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“Oh my god, I’m so full!” I groaned after we finished our plates.
“Good?” Marc asked.
“Good? That was heaven on a plate!” I moaned.
“I knew you would love it” he grinned, pinching my cheek.
“I hope you kept room for dessert in that sexy tummy of yours” Marc winked.
“I doubt it” I groaned.
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Déjà Vu (Neymar)
FanfictionIt's déjà vu, a feeling like you have experienced it before. Olivia only has eyes for Marc Bartra but then there is Neymar, a friend who tests her boundaries. Trigger warning: explicit scenes, love triangle, cheating, emotional rollercoaster. --- Th...
