Mack sunk lower into the garden tub letting the bubbles tickle her ears. It felt amazing, all the stress was melting away. She was trying to remember just when she let her life get so out of control. The last nine months she felt like she'd been on a roller coaster with an insane person at the control switch. The last forty eight hours had been completely ridiculous. Out of the blue her brother called her and wanted to see her, because he felt she needed something. On the way to meet him Tobias happened and Eliot Spencer saved her from Tobias. Then she was drugged and almost kidnapped and Eliot stepped in and saved her again.

Eliot Spencer, in other circumstances Mack might flirt and ask him out for drink. He had the most amazing blue eyes, he was sweet but a pain in the ass. Mack begin to wonder what it would be like to kiss Eliot, to be held in his strong arms, other then a pity hug. She closed her eyes and started to dream of Eliot. She awoke when the water started to turn cool. Damn, get it together your never going to be more then a job to Spencer.

Mack climbed out of the tub, dried off and put on her pjs and fluffy slippers. She made her way downstairs to eat dinner and just relax on the couch for the night and think how she's was going to reclaim her life.

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Haridson caught up with Eliot as he got to his truck "Hold up...you're way to mad to be driving! Let me drive you out there! I'd hate for you to kill yourself on the way out there because you're driving like a bat out of hell"

"Damn it Haridson!" Eliot knew he was right. The way he felt, he was probably going to break every speed limit to get to Mack. At least if Haridson drove him out there he might calm down just a little bit. "Fine, you drive!"

"Eliot, dude you have it bad for her don't you?"

"Shut up!"

"Are you mad because she got ran away or are you made because you're worried?"

"Shut up...I'm not talking about it!"

"Come on...dude...talk to me!"

"I don't know...I'm just mad! I don't know if she's ok or not. I don't know if she's on her own or if someone has her. I don't know!"

"I think you need to count to ten or something before you see her."

Eliot counted to ten several thousand times before he got there and he still wasn't calm.

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Mack had the lights turned down low and was resting on the couch when headlights lit up the living room. She was expecting anyone, she slowly got up and moved towards the door. Crap! She grabbed a poker from the fireplace and was ready for whoever came through the door. She heard foot steps running up the path and then someone beating on the door.

"Damn it Mackenzie, I know you're in there! Open the door or I swear to God I'm kicking it in!"

Crap, crap, crap! It was Spencer! How in the hell did he find me. Damn it Mark! He was the only one that knew about the lake house.

"Mackenzie you have until the count of 3 to open this door or I'm kicking it it...1, 2..."

"Geez Spencer...keep your shirt on!"

Mack opened the door and Eliot stormed in glaring at her. She decided to hold on to the fire poker just in case she needed it for protection. Spencer wasn't looking too happy. He came in and slammed the door and locked it. He took the fire poker from Mack and threw it on the floor. He grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.

"Do you have an idea..." growled out in anger.

Eliot couldn't finish his question, he cupped her face and brought it close to his, he gazed into her eyes, He touched his lips to hers, his anger melted away. Mack wrapped her arms around Eliot and returned the kiss. Her lips were as soft as they looked, alarms were going off in Eliot's head to stop that this was dangerous but he ignored them. Eliot lifted Mack in his arms and carried her to the couch. She smelled of wildflowers, he couldn't stop himself from kissing her. Truth is he'd wanted to kiss her from the first time he'd looked into her eyes.