lots of reviews make me happy, so here's a extra chapter for you guys, thanks.

Mark rolled out of bed and walked in his bathroom , he turned the shower on and got under the hot water, he had got home around one and went straight to bed.

He got out of the shower and dried off, he walked in his bedroom and pulled out a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt and then he brushed his long hair and put it in a pony tail.

Mark had a plan for the day, he was going to get Sammy out of the house, and he wasn't taking no for an answer.

Sammy rolled and tossed in her sleep caught in the throes of a nightmare. Her father, Kent and her other tormentor loomed over her yelling at her, her father telling how worthless she was. "No." She moaned tossing and turning. Sammy screamed a ear piercing scream and sat up in bed, sweat beading on her face, her breathing heavy. When her door burst opened, she wasn't even that surprised to see Mark, he seemed to be invading her world at every turn. "I heard you scream, you okay."

She looked up at his big frame parked in front of her bed and realized she should be freaking out, she wasn't though, she knew Mark had no interest in her, more than likely Kevin had simply asked him to keep a eye on her. "No." She said and sat up on the side of the bed, thats when Mark noticed her smooth tanned legs, he shook his head, he need to get laid soon, he sure wasn't going to try anything with Sammy.

Sammy pushed her short curls back. "Just a bad dream."

Mark sat down beside her and she tried not to pull away from him, but she couldn't help herself, while she wasn't scared of him, she had no desire to let any man touch her.

Mark noticed and it bothered him, but he didn't comment. "Get up and get dressed, we're going fishing."

Sammy looked up at him. "Well Uhh, I should really work."

Mark got up. "You got an hour, meet me out front, we'll stop and get breakfast."

Sammy frowned as he left, he didn't even listen to her, she supposed she could just ignore him, but then, there was no telling how he might take that, she had the feeling not so well.

Sammy walked out of her front door a hour later, wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and her old sneakers, Mark true to his word was sitting on the steps waiting for her, she sighed and walked over. "I'm ready I guess."

Mark knew she was not thrilled, but too damn bad, she sat in her house to much, she needed to get out. "So do you like to fish?"

Sammy shrugged. "I never have before." She knew she probably wouldn't like it, but she would go, to avoid him making that frowning face of his.

Mark opened the door of the truck for her. "It's relaxing."

"Work is relaxing for me." She said putting her seatbelt on.

Mark just rolled his eyes, she wouldn't know relaxing if it bit her in the butt.

Mark ordered her pancakes, sausage, eggs and biscuits. "I cant eat all this." She said staring at him across the booth.

Mark had his mouth full already, he took a big sip of his coffee. "Yes you can, now eat."

Sammy sighed and took a bite of pancake, how the heck was she going to eat all this and when did Mark become her daddy, he sure was acting that way, then she shook her head, her dad would have took a belt to her just for questioning him.

She ate as Mark told her more about his wrestling career, she knew that Emma and Seth loved wrestling, but other than that she didn't know much.

Mark was satisfied she was eating, if she kept this up, she might gain a few pounds. The finished up and took off for a lake he knew of that had good fishing.

Sammy sat in the boat and watched as Mark baited his hook, then he held out the carton of squirming worms to her, she picked one up and looked at , but just sat there.

"You have to put it on the hook." Mark said as he cast his line out.

Sammy sat the worm back in the carton. "I cant kill it." She said crossing her arms.

Mark rubbed his eyes, she was going to make him crazy. "Its a worm Sammy, he wont feel a thing."

Mark watched as she shook her head. "I don't care, I'm not killing it, or any fish, thats mean."

Mark gave her a not so nice look. "You eat meat don't you, how do you think it gets to your table, the meat fairy? No someone kills it."

"Not me though." She said and refused to look at him. "Fine just be stubborn." He snapped.

Sammy didn't like making him mad, but she drew the line at killing stuff, so she sat back and watched him, which wasn't boring at all, he was handsome, she observed in almost a clinical way, his eyes were beautiful, deep green, fathomless, his mustache and goatee made him look a little dangerous, and his body was perfect, all muscles and angular, whenever he moved his big arms strained against the shirt, she would bet he had women all over him.

Mark watched her laying back, just staring at him, dammit she was supposed to be fishing not putting him under a microscope, she did look awfully nice laying back in the boat, those curvy legs stretched out in front of her.

He caught something and reeled it in and threw the fish in a bucket of water. Sammy sat up and looked in the bucket. "Aww he's cute what kind of fish is that?"

Mark rolled his eyes. "Its a trout."

She nodded and seemed content to watch him fish, she wasn't chatty which was good, he didn't like talking when he was fishing.

Soon the bucket had five fish in it and he looked up to see her with her hand in the bucket petting them and talking to them. "Sammy stop that, their not pets, we're having them for dinner tonight."

Sammy looked up at him. "I'm not." She said a stubborn look in her eyes.

Mark had enough of this tree hugging, animal loving crap, he pulled his knife out and grabbed one of the fish and cut its throat, dropping it back in the bucket, he instantly regretted it when he seen the look on her face, tears shining in her blue eyes, she reach over and grabbed the bucket intent on dumping the rest back in the lake, which she did, but not before she tilted the boat dumping them both in the lake, they weren't that far from the shore, so Sammy started swimming, she already knew he was going to be mad.

Sammy heard him come up sputtering water. "Sammy, I swear when I catch you, I'm going to blister your ass." He yelled.

Sammy swam faster and thanked God for the swimming lessons she had as a kid, he was dead serious, there was no doubt from the sound of his voice, luckily he was pretty far behind her.

Every time he took a breath, he yelled a threat at her. "You wont be able to sit for a week!"

Sammy winced. "Yep he's mad, real mad." She muttered.

Sammy made it to shore and dragged herself on the bank and she turned to see Mark still swimming. "You just stay right there, little girl, I mean it!" He yelled.

Sammy thought about it, but she had received to many beatings in her life, to consider taking another one.

Sammy took off running, maybe when he cooled down, she could reason with him.

She heard him yelling her name, but there was no way she was going back there while he was so mad, Sammy shook the thoughts from her head, she had hid many a time from her angry father, but he always found her, she climbed into a thicket of bushes and sat down breathing hard, her memories pressing in on her.

"Samantha, come out now!"

Eight year old Sammy huddled behind the couch in his den, hoping he wouldn't find her, she had placed third place in the science fair and her father was angry, she had tried real hard, but he said anything but first was a loser and he would teach her to work harder the next time, when Sammy seen him grab the big strap from the wall in the living room , she had ran as fast as she could.

Mia had hid her and told her to stay quite. "Mia, wheres your sister?"

"I don't know ." She heard her sister reply.

"Little liar." She heard her father say. Sammy closed her eyes tight and put her hands over her ears as she heard her sister cry out and the sound of the strap hitting her. Sammy crawled out. "Daddy stop, hit me, don't hit Mia."

Mark seen her clothing under the bushes, he was all set to bust her ass, till he seen the look of fear on her face, and the tears already running down her face, he took her arm and pulled her out, and felt even worse when she flinched like he had slapped her. "Sammy, ." He said putting his hands on her shoulder. Sammy snapped out of it and looked up at Mark. "I I'm sssorry." She stuttered.

Mark couldn't stand the look on her face, he didn't want her to be afraid of him. "Sammy it's okay." he pulled her against him, wrapped his arms around her, she stiffened at first, but then she found herself taking in his scent and warmth, and the big arms felt so safe, she laid her head against his chest and Mark's big hand came up to stroke her hair, she relaxed fully against him. Mark rubbed her back. "Let's get you home, and get you in some dry clothes."

Sammy pulled back and looked at him. "Would you really beat me?"

Mark made a face. "I don't beat women or children Sammy, but that little stunt you pulled, well lets just say, if I hadn't calmed down when I found you, you be across my knee right now getting the spanking of your life."

Sammy blushed at his words, but said nothing. "That being said, I would never hurt you, Okay?"

Sammy nodded. "Okay lets get you home, I have to go rescue my fishing equipment first."

Sammy felt even worse as she watched him swim back out and fish his rods out and get the boat upright so he could bring it back in, he didn't look happy as he unloaded his stuff from the boat, he was soaking wet again and she didn't say a word as she followed him back to his truck.

Mark got some towels out of the back of his truck and threw her one and then tried to dry himself off, she just stood watching him, she figured he probably wanted to strangle her.

Mark having to get wet again, his irritation had built back up, but he tried not to show her, when he seen her just standing there with the towel, he threw his in the front seat of the truck and walked over taking the towel and drying her hair and the rest of her as best he could. "I swear you need a keeper."

Sammy blushed and tried to take the towel, but he smacked her hands away and finished drying her as best he could, he made her take her shoes and socks off and tossed them in the back of the truck."Get in."

Sammy did as he said and got in buckling her seat belt. The ride home was silent and she kept looking over at him wondering if he was still mad, he sure didn't look happy, when they got to the house, she got out and decided to walk down to see Mia. "Sammy get your butt in the house and change clothes." Mark barked at her.

Sammy realized she still had on wet clothes and turned and headed back to her house. "I'll see you later."

Sammy nodded and went the house to change into dry clothes, she was perplexed by Mark, he was bossy , grumpy and controlling, but she found herself liking him, she didn't really understand.

Mia looked at her sister, she had got a little sun today, her cheeks were red and she seemed almost lighthearted as she hugged Bailey. "I'm so happy for you."

Bailey grinned. "Scott is so happy, I think he wants a boy, even though he says he don't care."

Mia got up and fixed more coffee and handed Bailey bottled water. "No coffee for you."

Bailey made a face. "I know."

Scott, Kevin and Mark were in the living room having a beer, the girls could hear their laughter.

"So Me and Bailey came by today to see if you wanted to go shopping and you weren't there." Mia said.

Sammy looked at her sister. "I was ummm...I was fishing with Mark." She said quickly.

Bailey and Mia looked at her in surprise. "You fishing?" Mia asked knowing her sister wouldn't even kill a worm, much less a fish.

"Well I just watched, he fished." She explained hoping Mark said nothing about her dumping them over the side of the boat.

Mia smiled at Bailey. "Fishing with Mark, how did you end up doing that."

Sammy sipped the coffee. "Well, he told me I need to get out more."

Bailey nodded. "Well you do, he's right, that was sweet of him to ask."

Mia nodded trying to give Mark a little push. "Yeah Mark seems really nice."

Sammy looked up at the girls. "Well he didn't exactly ask, he said he wasn't taking no for a answer."

Bailey laughed and Mia just shook her head. "Sounds just like Kevin."

"And Scott." Bailey said.

Sammy shrugged. "Its okay, he's kind of grumpy, but he's nice to me, he made me dinner last night."

The two women looked at each other, looks like things were moving forward quite nicely.

Mark laughed at the story Scott was telling for the hundredth time, it was okay the guys liked hearing it over and over. "Scotty, heard you were expecting a little bundle of joy."

Scott grinned and Mark slapped him on the back. "Yeah bro, I am so happy, She's three months along."

Mark smiled, Scott looked so happy. "Congratulations man."

"Thanks, Kev wont be to far behind, he's working on it." Scott said.

Mark looked at his friend and Kevin grinned. "Yeah we want at least two more.

Mark sure didn't get it, but if thats what made his friends happy then he was happy for them.

"Mia said she was looking for Sammy today and that she wasn't at home." Kevin said leaning back in his recliner.

"I took her fishing." Mark said.

Scott flashed Kevin a grin. "Oh how was that?" Scott asked.

"Fine, just fine." He said lying through his teeth.

"Wow, can you be a little more specific." Kevin asked.

Mark rolled his eyes and rolled his shoulders back, both men knew he didn't want to talk about it. "We went to breakfast and went fishing."

Scott rolled his eyes, he knew they weren't getting any farther than that, Mark was done.

"Well I'm heading home." Mark got up and went to the kitchen door. " C'mon Sammy I'll walk you home, its dark out."

Kevin looked at Scott and grinned.

Sammy hopped up and hugged her sister. "Love ya sis."

Mia hugged Sammy. "Love you too."

"Bye Bailey."

Bailey waved, but she couldn't keep the grin off her face. "This is working a lot faster than I thought."

Mia nodded thoughtfully, she just hoped Mark didn't hurt her sister, if he did there would be hell to pay.