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Chapter Thirty-Six

Emily's overwhelming relief made it impossible for her to remain where she had been standing. With tears in her eyes and a soft cry slipping out of her mouth, she left the side of Johnathon's car that she had been pinned against, and rushed towards the cowboy who had stolen her heart.

"Mark…"

Her voice slipped out of the confines of her soft lips in a way that showed her absolute joy at him having gotten him away from her.

Throwing her arms around the back of his neck, Emily buried her face into a side of his neck. She closed her eyes, tightly, to bring an end to her crying but found the tears still coming out of them regardless.

"Mark…Oh Mark…"

Her body shuddered out breaths as she spoke with her mouth against his neck. The sensation of his strong arms moving around her body, and pulling her up against his only made her shiver much more.

"I was so frightened, Mark. For a moment…I thought that Johnathon was going to have his way, and take me from here before you made it back to stop him."

Emily found that her muffled statement must have been heard by his ears fairly well due to the feeling of his hands running up and down her back in tender, caring strokes, attempting to help her feel safer and more comfortable there with him. She slowly brought her face from being pressed against him, and looked up towards his face with a few tears lingering in her eyes.

"You have no idea how scared I was, Mark."

Her eyes locked onto his gentle, loving stare that had been fixated on her since she had brought her head back to gaze upon his face. Emily maintained the eye connection with him while she listened to the sound of his deep, Texan accent coming out in a tone full of unconditional love.

"There was no way that I would let that rich asshole abduct, and do horrible things to you, darling." Mark whispered out his words to her with all of the passionate fire he had burning inside for her. "Emily…I would rather die than have someone take you out of my life."

"Mark…"

"You are the best thing to happen to me in my whole life…and there is no way in hell that I am going to lose you."

Mark let all of his emotions of her come pouring out into his voice. He wanted her to see for herself how strong his feelings had grown for her during the time they had spent with one another.

He reached up with one of his hands, and brushed the tip of his thumb to brush tears away from the edge of one of her eyes before doing the same to the other. His hand shifted to press the palm of it against her cheek, cupping it, and keeping it lifted up for them to have eye contact with one another.

"The Devil himself couldn't scare me away from you, Emily." Mark whispered. "No amount of temptation on his part could get me to walk away from such a beautiful woman that stands before me."

Mark watched a smile of unconditional love form across her face while her eyes started to brighten up. A faint, sensual smile slowly moved across his face as he listened to the sweet sound of her voice.

"I feel the same way for you, Mark." Emily replied, focusing her formerly teary gaze on his piercing stare. "There is nothing that can drive me to leave such a wonderful man that has shown me there is such a thing as true passion and pure love."

"And you will never have to know the feeling of being without me in your life, darling."

Mark leaned his head down towards her face, and gently pressed their lips together, kissing her with all of the love that burned deep inside of him for her. He moved his other hand onto the small of her back, and let it rest there instead of pulling her against him.

I know that you really don't want to hear me, and have your moment with your little southern angel ruined. His conscience whispered towards him from the confines of his mind. But you need to get Emily and yourself out of here before Johnathon can get back to his feet.

He knew that his conscience was right. Her ex-boyfriend was on the ground not far from them, and that he could get up at any time to get his hands on them again. Mark had to get them out of there, and back to his place in order to distance them from him.

He eased out of the kiss with her, and glanced over in the direction of Johnathon to find him sprawled out, holding his face, and nestled twenty feet from his treasured sports car that was still running.

That will do just fine.

Mark got a hold of one of her hands, and moved them towards the vehicle. He glanced towards her, and motioned her to the passenger side of the vehicle as he stepped to the driver side while speaking to her at the same time.

"Let's get out of here, and put some distance between him and us."