After they landed back home. Sabrina convinced Kathan to go and see Mark. Kathan sighed.
"I'm tired Brina", Kaye said.
"Oh please, you act like he lives on the other side of town. He lives right across the street from me", Sabrina said.
Kaye nodded. She was nervous to talk to him.
"I'll take your bags inside", Sabrina said.
Kaye made her way across the street. She was going to knock, but noticed a sticky note on the door.
Come in K.C.
She turned the knob and walked in. Closing the door behind her, she made her way further in. There was soft music playing. Alana stood there with red roses in her hand. She had a pretty dress on and her hair was in a ponytail.
"Hi sweet girl", Kathan said.
"These are for you from me and daddy", Alana said.
Kathan took the roses. Alana hugged her.
"We missed you Kaye", Alana said.
"I missed you too", she replied.
Alana took her hand and walked her towards the living room. Flower petals on the floor in a line, leading straight to Mark. He stood there dressed up, more roses in his hand. The table was lit with candles and set up for dinner.
"What's going on?", Kaye asked.
Alana giggled as she made her way to her dad. Mark smiled and got down on one knee. Kaye bit her lip and smiled.
"I'm doing it right this time", he said.
Kaye looked at a smiling Alana. Mark turned to his daughter and held his hand out. She handed him the box. He opened it and Kaye gasped. The ring was beautiful.
"They told me it would be about two weeks till it was done, but I convinced them I couldn't wait that long. Alana and I couldn't wait that long", he said.
Alana nodded.
"We love you Kaye. You came into our lives and brought life into this little family again. You brought love. Alana and I agreed that we couldn't let you go. You belong to us. So I'm not asking you for just me, but for us", Mark said, looking at a smiling Alana.
He looked back at Kaye.
"Kathan Daniels, you are the love of my life. Will you marry us?", Mark asked.
Alana wrapped her arm around her dad's neck.
"Please Kaye", Alana said sweetly.
Kaye nodded.
"Yes", she cried.
Mark placed the ring on her finger and stood, kissing her. Alana hugged Kaye too.
"Yay, I have another mommy", Alana said.
Kathan and Mark laughed softly. He knew there was still so much they needed to talk about, but just like every other tough moment, they would find a way to get through it. After dinner, they both put Alana to sleep. Kaye read to her and Mark watched from the doorway. He smiled. This was his family now.
They quietly walked out of Alana's room. Mark sat with Kaye in the living room.
"Lets talk", he said.
Kathan looked down at her hands.
"I felt like all this was my fault because she was my mom. I know its not. It took me a while to realize that and a talk from Sabrina.", Kaye said.
Mark nodded.
"Good. I never ever blamed you Kaye. If we are being honest right now, I should admit that I blamed myself", he said.
She was confused.
"Why?", she asked.
"I knew your mom was capable of hurting people, I should have warned Michelle to stay away from her, but in my own anger, I didn't. Then she took you and there was nothing I could do to help you", he said.
She reached over and took his hand.
"You didn't know my mom would use murder as a way out. When we did find out what she was willing to do, it was too late. As for helping me, she would have killed you and I would not be ok right now. I would be a complete mess. Alana, I don't even want to think about what would happen to her if you weren't here.", Kaye said.
"Me too", Mark said.
"Sabrina was right about another thing", Kaye said.
"What?", Mark asked.
"That I shouldn't continue to let my mom run my life. She's dead now and she was still controlling me. I won't let her anymore, I want to be happy. With you and Alana.", Kaye said.
Mark nodded and leaned over, kissing her. His hands feeling his woman, his lips moving down her neck. She moaned.
"Its been too long", he whispered.
She nodded, agreeing. Before they could move any further.
"Kaye", Alana called from the hall.
Mark groaned and Kaye giggled.
"Yeah sweetheart", she said.
"I need you", Alana said.
"I'm coming", Kaye said.
She looked at Mark and he kissed her.
"Get use to it, kids interrupting our time together comes with the job", he said.
"I don't mind, I look forward to it", she said.
He let her stand and watched her walk into Alana's room. Once Kaye knew Alana was fast asleep, she made her way to Mark's room. He was in bed already.
"Need me to drop you off at home?", he asked.
"No, I texted my brother and told him I was staying the night at Sabrina's house", she said.
He nodded and lifted the covers for her to join. She did and laid her head on his chest.
"She helped you didn't she", Kaye said.
"She did. I called her and asked for her help", Mark said.
After they called and told him the ring was ready. He went to pick it up.
"It's pretty, daddy", Alana said.
"It's perfect for Kaye", he said.
Alana nodded. Getting home, he knew the girls were coming back tomorrow. He grabbed his phone and texted Nala to ask her for Sabrina's number. She asked what it was for and he told her. She sent him Sabrina's number.
"Hello", she answered.
"Sabrina, it's Mark Calaway", he said.
"This isn't weird at all. Did Kaye not answer your call? I think she went for a run", Sabrina said.
"No, it's not that. I actually need your help with something", he said.
"Is it a surprise for Kaye?", she asked excited.
He smiled.
"It is", he confirmed.
"Ok, what do you need?", she asked.
"All I need from you is to send her to my house as soon as you two get home. I've got everything else figured out", he said.
"I can definitely do that for you", she said.
"Thank you", he said, before hanging up with her.
"She never told me", she said.
"Because then the surprise would have been ruined.", Mark chuckled.
Kathan sat up and kissed him.
"Well I'm glad she didn't ruin it. It was the best surprise I've ever gotten", she said.
Mark pushed her back gently. Moving between her legs.
"Then let's finish our celebration from earlier before we get another wake up call", Mark smirked.
"You read my mind Mr. Calaway", she replied.
