When we finally got to the limo, the driver put our bags in the trunk while we got into the limo. On the drive to the airport, Mark and I talked about how many boxes and containers I might need to move all my things. We also talked about if I should take the job and when will be the best time for me to talk to Vince about it. We finally reached the airport and only had about thirty minutes to get to the gate before our flight was to leave.

Once we got settled into our seats, I told Mark, "Do you mind if I try and get some sleep before we get into Boston."

He then said, "No, because you deserve it after the day you had."

I then drifted off to sleep and try to recap on all things that have happened to me in the last ten hours. I thought about how wrong I was for leaving my career behind and going off with Paul. Also how Mark came to my rescue and is helping me out.

I must have been really exhausted, because I slept through the whole flight and did not wake up until Mark started to shake me. He was saying, "Barbara, it's time to get up. We will be landing soon."

When we landed in Boston, it was nearly four in the morning. After getting off the plane, Mark and I headed strait for baggage claim, we just wanted to get our bags. Once we had our bags, we went strait to the car rental place and got the van.

On our way to my apartment, I told Mark, "I'm hungry. Can we stop somewhere close by the apartment and get something to eat? Then we can get some rest and pack up all my stuff."

He then said, "Sure. Where do you want to go?"

I told him, "There is a Denny's about three blocks away from the apartment and also a Wal-Mart, where we can get the storage containers at."

We then drove to Denny's. We sat down and ate and talked some more about things that had true meaning to it. Once, we finished eating, we went over to Wal-Mart and got the storage container and some other things I thought would be nice to go with my new life. We spent about an hour and half there.

Once, we got up to the door of the apartment with some of our luggage and containers, I opened it up to let us inside. We then walked into the apartment and set everything down in the living room. Mark then got a really good look around and could not help, but stare at all the things that were there. He asked me, "How many much of these little trinkets and stuff animals that are on the shelves were mine?"

I responded by saying, "Almost all of them. I have been collecting them ever since I was a child, and when I moved out of my parents place I just took them with me. Paul thought it would be nice if I put some of them up."

He then asked me, "Where is the bathroom, because I want to take a shower and change before we get started packing all your belongs away."

I then suggest to him, maybe he should wait until we are totally done with all the packing and stuff before he took his shower. He agreed with me and decided to wait. I then told him, "I want to take a nap, before we get started. If you want, you are more than welcome to join me."

Mark then gave me a weird look and then shook his head. He then said, "I'll just lay on the couch, if you don't mind."

I then said, "Yes, I do mind, because you have every right to sleep on a nice comfy bed instead of a hard, lumpy couch. It is also big enough for both of us to share. So come on, we are not going to do anything bad just sleep." Then I grabbed his hand and pulled it while walking towards the bedroom.

Once we got into the bedroom, I kicked off my shoes and then help Mark with his boots. I told him to lie down and relax, get some shuteye. I then promised him that I would not try anything funny while he slept.

We slept for a good three hours. I woke up first and really noticed how handsome Mark really looked. His long and muscular body with his long red hair flowing down, his strong tattoo arms and neck, and even his red goatee made him look absolutely breathtaking. He started to stir a little in his sleep, I know he was probably dreaming about something and I did not have the heart to wake him up, but I knew he had to get up. Therefore, I started to shake him and told him, "Mark, its time to get up."

He mumbled something and turned over in his sleep. Then I shook him a little bit harder and he reached over and grabbed me. When he felt something in his hands, he opened his light green eyes and said, "I'm up!"

I then got out of bed and started to walk towards my shoes telling him, "The best place for us to start packing would be in the storage center down in the basement."

He asked me, "Why?" While he put his boots back on and stretched.

"I know for a fact that I have most of my stuff down there, because I only brought up the things Paul wanted in the apartment," I told him.

"Well, let's get started there and then we can work on the apartment later," he said. Then we walked down to the basement carrying a few of the storage containers with us.

We work down in the basement for almost two and half hours going through all my stuff deciding what I wanted to keep and what I wanted to get rid of. Mark could not believe how much of the stuff in the storage center was mine and not Paul's. It seemed to him that Paul did not want much of my stuff in the apartment.

Once we had everything sorted and packed away in the van; we went back up to the apartment and started to pack away all my stuff in there. We packed all my trinkets, stuff animals, CDs, DVDs, videotapes, and the rest of my things that belonged to me in the living room.

After the living room was done, we moved into the bedroom. We then packed up all my clothes and personal belongs. We were about half way done, when I heard the phone ringing. Mark asked, "Should I answer it."

I told him, "No, let the answering machine get it just incase it is Paul trying to call. If I know him, he will want to talk and try and reason with me on taking him back again like I did the other time."

"What do you mean, the other time. He did this before?" Mark asked.

"Yes, but I told him the next time it did happen I would leave him for good," I said.

We then finished up in the bedroom. By the time we had everything done and ready to go down to the van, it was nearly five in the evening. We both were getting hungry. I told him, "I'll make us something to eat."

He surely accepted my offer and followed me into the kitchen to see what I could come up with for us to eat. I was able to fixed us some steam veggies and some pasta in a butter sauce. While I was working on dinner, Mark just sat there and looked at me. He thought how pretty she was so how could anybody want to cheat on something so special.

After we got done eating dinner and everything cleaned up. I told him, "You are more than welcome to use the bathroom tonight if you wish. Because I know I will probably will take mine in the morning before we leave."

He gladly accepted and then headed into the bathroom with a few clothes in hand. While he was in the shower, I got dressed for bed and got my clothes ready for tomorrow morning. I then got into the bed and waited for Mark to appear out of the bathroom. When he did appear, all I could do was stare at what he had on. He asked, "If there was anything wrong?"

I said, "No, I'm just surprised at what you wear to bed. I thought of you as a pair of sweats and t-shirt, not just boxers."

"Well, normally I do not wear anything, but I figured I should tonight, under the circumstances," he said as he came over towards the bed.

Once, he was settled into his side of the bed, I asked him, "What time do you want to get started in the morning. So, I can set the alarm."

"About six, because if I know Paul. He might of already figure out that you are here and might be on a flight here now."

"Fine and goodnight Mark," then I set the alarm and shut the light off.

When I heard the alarm going off the next morning, I reached over to turn it off. I then reached over to wake Mark up, but he was not in bed. I looked over to see what time it was and it was six. I then remembered that I would be leaving this life behind and starting a new one. I then got out of the bed and walked into the living room to see if Mark was there. When I did I noticed that both the boxes and the luggage were gone and so was Mark. I then walked back into the bedroom, grabbed my clothes, and went into the bathroom to shower and change.

After, I finished get dressed, I walked back into the living room to see Mark sitting on the couch waiting for me. I asked him, "Are you ready, because I'm sure am. I also think you might be right about Paul catching a flight back here."

We then went down to the van and headed out of the lot. As we drove off, I looked back at the apartment complex and knew that I was doing the right thing.

The ride to Houston was really long, it seemed that we would never get there. About halfway through the trip, Mark asked Barbara about her family and what she did before moving in with Paul. Also about the argument she got into with her parents. She told him, right before I moved I was going to school and working at a little fast food restaurant. She also mentions a little bit about the argument, but did not want to go into to much detail, because it still hurt.

After about ten hours on the road, Mark finally pulls up to his estate. He parked the van right in front of the house and got out. I must of falling asleep, because I did not know we were there until Mark opened up my door and woke me up saying, "We're home."

I just looked up at him, and knew my life was changing right before my eyes. He then grabbed my hand and led me into the house. He then said, "We can get your stuff out of the van latter. Right now all I want to do is get some sleep and you look about the same."

We slept for a good five hours, before we got up and got something to eat. After we were done eating, Mark then showed me around the estate. He took me through the entire house, showing me where I will be staying, and all the other room in the house. He even took me into his boys' rooms. Their names are Daren, the eldest, and Jacob. I told Mark, "This place is so beautiful and peaceful. I just love it here. And thank you again for letting me stay here.

"Your welcome. Now lets get you settled up in that room and yours so you can really call this your home." Then we walked off toward the van and unpacked my belongings.