Thank you to all of you that had grown attached to Cheyenne and Mark the way that I did... This is the end folks, I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out a way to end this one and I think I've found it.. There is a possiblity for a sequal, I'm not really sure just yet, I still have Deep in the Heart to finish and I've had a new one that won't go away until I get it going.. Enjoy the Chapter guys.
Chapter 26
I felt the truck pitch to the right, as Mark turned his gaze on me, his face telling me that he wasn't prepared for my admitting the fact that I didn't have any drawers on, and I couldn't help but laugh as he struggled to get himself and the truck back in line again before speaking to me.
"You are going to get us both killed, Chey." Mark warned, as I continued to giggle at him.
"I'm sorry, but wasn't it you, just a moment ago, who thought it best for me to change in the truck?"
He laughed and it almost sounded borderline hysterical, "I'm not sure if I want to choke you, or kiss you sometimes."
I couldn't help but grin at him, "I like you too, old man." I sigh as I finally slide my jeans up my legs.
He grinned evilly at me, "This old dog could teach a new dog, such as yourself, new tricks."
"Oh really? So, who was the one teaching last night?"
I watched shamelessly as he allowed himself to blush at my question, something I never thought I'd see, but had witnessed twice in one day. He knew I was only joking, but he also knew that I was the one that took control the night before. What I knew he was failing to remember was the countless days and nights that he had taught me about wrestling, him and most of all about myself and the person I wanted to continue to be. He had done it all without realizing it.
"Ok, you got me with that one." He admitted with a slow smile, "but it won't happen again."
"What ever you say, old man. I see it differently from where I'm sitting."
Mark's brow drew together in confusion as he pulled up to the stables, "How do you see it, Chey?" He asked putting the truck into park and removing the keys from the ignition.
I smirk and slide closer to him in the cab of the truck and pull his mouth to mine in a gentle kiss, "I see us teaching each other along the way. You and I working together to reach a common ground in life, walking side by side, not you leading me or me leading you. From what I see, life is going to be sweet right here next to you."
Mark licked his lips slowly, his face gentle as his mind took in all that I had said. I knew that was a lot for me to put on the table after asking him to take our life one day at a time, but I could see it and feel it. I could feel the love deep in my heart as I stared at his face, and I could see myself reflecting back in his green eyes. I knew the moment I woke up next to him that morning that things could never go back, and I hoped like hell that he knew it too.
"I love you, Cheyenne." He whispered, his hands coming up to cup my face, while one of his thumbs gently brushed across my lower lip. "I love everything about you. Your life, your spirit, your heart, and your soul. Most of all I love how you love me. You don't have to say it, Cheyenne, if you aren't ready... just know that I know."
I was lost in the depths of his gaze that was locked onto mine, and I felt the power of his words as they pooled in the pit of my stomach, heavy and constricting as they worked their way up to my own eyes, "Oh Mark." I cried as I wrapped my arms around him and let the warm tears fall down my cheeks. "Don't you realize, old man, that I love you, too?" I sobbed onto his shoulder as he wrapped me up in his large arms.
"Who knew that three little words would be all that it took to break you down..." He chuckled, "So, where do we go from here?" He asked, pushing me back to stare in my eyes.
I shrug, "Where ever the road may take us... I'm happy as long as I'm sitting here next to you."
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