Driving Me Wild

Chapter 22

Jack's POV
        I quickly finish packing up my stuff before taking it downstairs. When I get to the living room I set my stuff by the door and go into the kitchen. Mark is cleaning some dishes so I hop in and help him out.
"All ready," he asks scrubbing a dish.

"Yup," I state drying the dishes.

"So I was thinking that tonight we could go to the little free fair tonight. It's the last night it's here so there will barely be any people there."

"Sounds great for a last normal cliché date before work."

"Great," Mark smiles kissing my cheek going back to work.
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            Mark puts my things in the trunk as I make sure Chica stays inside the house. Before I go get in the car I give his dog a small pat goodbye. I then quickly get in the car with Mark and we then drive off.
             The whole drive there Mark refused to let go of my hand. No matter what he wasn't going to let go of me.
"Mark are you okay," I ask when we get out of the car.

"I'm fine Bug. Let's just go have some fun okay," Mark gives me the tiniest smile holding both my hands in his.
            We make our way into this place and go straight to the ticket booth. Mark pays for them and at this point I just let him do it since he probably won't let me pay for anything. He shoves all the tickets into his pocket and laces his fingers with mine. However his sweatshirt that I stole goes over my hand so you can't see it.
"Where to first," Mark asks as I look around.

"Let's go on.......that one!"
              I drag Mark over to the rollercoaster with a smile on my face. We then wait to get on behind the gate. Mark wraps his arms around my waist standing behind me with his head resting on my shoulder. As soon as the guy let's us on I rush away from Mark and into a cart. He just smiles and follows close behind me.
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            After an hour later Mark and I are sitting at a picnic table eating our food.
"Do you want to go play games for a bit after this," Mark asks after swallowing his fries.

"Sure," I nod finishing up my food.
             Mark places his warm hand on top of mine and furrows his eyebrows at it. He picks up my hand and starts to rub it in between his.
"What're you doing," I question with a chuckle.

"Warming your hand up. It's really cold."

"My hands are always cold."

"Not like that."

"Mark calm down. I'm not dying and it's just because of the cold air."
             He nods and stops trying to heat up my hand. Once Mark sets my hand back on the table he rubs his thumb on my hand.
"Hi Mark," Someone speaks and both Mark and I look at them.

"Hi," Mark says taking his hand away from mine.

"Sorry to intrude on your date, but can I have a quick picture," the girl asks.
            Mark looks over at me for approval and I nod to let him know it's okay.
"I'd love to," Mark smiles.

"Can you take it please," she asks sweetly.

"Of course I can."
             I quickly take a few pictures and hand it to her.
"Thank you so much. You two are so cute it hurts my soul. Anyways have a nice night."

"You too," Mark tells her before she rushes off.

"I like her," I state which makes Mark laugh.
             Mark takes my hand in his as we make our way over to the games that make you loose all of your money. We go around look at all the lights and stuff which is enough for me. However Mark wanted to be a cute little shit and win me something. Since that's just how he's been for the last couple days.
           He throws the dart at a balloon and he pops it. Mark does the same thing for two more of them. The man working the stand then hands him a cute green bear with a white bow. I thank the man as we walk away to go to the car. Mark gives me the bear wrapping one arm around my waist to bring me close to him.
"Did you have fun," he asks me.