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Sammy got up and stretched, she walked in the bathroom and got in taking a shower. She sighed, she hadn't slept good last night, too many bad dreams.
She got dried off and wrapped the towel around her. Sammy walked in her bedroom and opened her drawer to get out a shirt and some shorts. "Sammy.."
Mark voice faltered and she whiled around clutching the towel to her tightly, her face went white with fear.
Mark swallowed hard, he really needed to start knocking. He couldn't help but look at her standing there wrapped in a skimpy towel, she might be skinny, but she was gorgeous, and beside two weeks of shoving food at her was working, she was starting to fill out very nicely. Then he frowned what the fuck was he doing. "For God's sake put some clothes on." He snapped.
Sammy wasn't one for saying anything back to him when he snapped, but it wasn't like she had ran outside naked, he walked in on her. "Well you're the one who just walked in my bedroom, I can wear a towel in my own bedroom."
Mark raised his brow at her and walked closer to her, he saw a quiver of fear in her eyes but she didn't back up, she stood her ground just looking up at him. "Gettin a little lip on ya there Shorty?" he growled at her.
Sammy just shrugged and lifted her chin. Mark lifted his hand to her damp curls fingering one as he looked down at her. "You dry that hair good, ya hear?"
Sammy just nodded, but she didn't back up any. Mark dropped the hair and turned sharply and walked out and Sammy let out a breath, what the hell had just happened, all she had wanted was for Mark to touch her, hold her, she must be losing her mind.
Mark sat in the living room of her house, fighting with a hard on from hell, what the fuck, he was so turned on, he wanted to rush back in the bed room, snatch that towel off her and shove junior deep in her.
Mark closed his eyes, he had to stop, he sat back, he was going out and finding some pussy tonight, it had been to long, he just needed a willing woman thats all.
Sammy came in and sat down beside him. "Morning."
Mark couldn't breath, she was to close and she smelled so good, like a spring morning, God where was this coming from. "Mornin, I got breakfast ready over at my place, you hungry?"
Sammy smiled at him. "Yep."
Mark got up. "Well get a move on then."
Sammy just grinned behind his back, she was used to his gruff ways, they didn't scare her anymore.
They had breakfast together, they usually did most mornings, Sammy got up and helped him clean up. "I'm going out tonight, if you need anything, call Kev, I'll be late getting in." He said.
Sammy nodded, she had to go see her dad anyway, it would work out better this way, Mark would just make her dad worse, she already told he dad, she was only going to stay a hour. She just hoped he didn't say anything else about that bastard Jefferson.
Sammy stopped by Mia's and got Seth and then down to Scott and Bailey's to get Emma and took them on a walk along the beach, she smiled, being with these two was therapeutic for her, she loved spending time with them. The kids laughed as they let the waves wash over there feet and ran in and out of the surf. Sammy sat down as they decided to play in the sand, they played with the buckets they had brought with them
She smiled as she watched them, she wished her and Mia's childhood could have been so peaceful. Sammy knew that Mia tried to act tough, but she was a lot more affected than she let own, he sister had a lot of pain in her too, but she was glad she had Kevin, she knew Kevin would heal whatever hurts that remained in her sister.
"GET OUT OF HERE YOU STUPID DUMMY!"
Sammy was pulled from her thoughts by Seth's screaming, she stood and saw him throwing seashells at a little girl further down the beach. "Seth stop that." She snapped.
Seth turned to look at his Aunt. "Aunt Sammy, she's mean, she messed up our sandcastle last week, she came up and kicked it over, we were playing near the house , but she ran off before Uncle Scott could get outside."
Sammy shook her head. "Still you shouldn't call names like that or throw things, you could really hurt her."
Emma stood. "She needs a bath, or her hair is really messed up, she's bad Aunt Sammy."
"Sammy bent down. "Look you guys don't know what kind of problems she has, next time you see her, trying being nice, okay?"
The two kids look skeptical, but promised they would, she gave them both a hug and a kiss. "thank you." She got up. "Now lets get back, I have some work to do."
She dropped Emma off and the walked Seth back up to Mia's.
Kevin was fixing dinner when she went in, she gave Seth a kiss and he ran off to play in his room. "How you been?"
Sammy leaned on the counter. "Good."
"You look like you're gaining weight." He said turning to face her.
"Mark's feeding me good." She said smiling.
Kevin smiled, he was happy with the way things were going between Sammy and Mark. "Want to stay for dinner, Mia should be back soon."
"No thanks, I have some work to do, but I'll stop in tomorrow."
Kevin watched her leave, she seemed more outgoing since she started hanging out with Mark, he just hoped Mark and her would get the hint soon, right now they seemed like friends.
Sammy got out of her car, she hated driving and had about ran off the road getting over here. She walked up to the front door and knocked the same maid opened the door and let her in showing her to the study.
Her father was there waiting. "Good to see you left that bum at home."
Sammy sat down and glared at her father. "He's a friend , okay?"
Her Father just shook his head. "I hope you're over this nonsense about Jefferson, he's a fine upstanding man."
Sammy bit her lip, Jamison fueled her nightmares, though it happened over twenty years ago, it still terrified her remembering. Though Jefferson wasn't as old as her father, he was old enough, the thought of him scent chills down her spine.
Sammy agreed to have dinner with her father, she followed him in the dining room and had to listen to him go on and on about her taking over the business someday.
When she heard someone else come in she looked up thinking that it was her mother. "Hello beautiful."
Sammy's face went white and she jumped up. "Shit down Samantha, right now." He father boomed, but Sammy was terrified, he hadn't changed a bit, if he had looked like a monster, maybe what he did to her wouldn't have shocked her so bad, but he was handsome, a good looking man, just one whose taste ran to young girls, Sammy was in a full panic, and she tripped backing up.
"Calm down Sammy, come here and say hello." Jefferson said walking closer, Sammy got up and ran as fast as she could down the hall and out the front door, slamming it behind her, she jumped in her car and put the key in starting it, she was shaking and she wasn't the best driver in the worlds anyway.
Sammy finally made it home and ran out of the car and in her house, she looked around in a panic, trying to think of where to hide, where he couldn't find her, she was totally lost in her childhood memories, in her head she was that twelve year old girl trying to hide.
Sammy's eyes lighted on the connecting door that Mark used all the time, she opened the door and ran into his place, running down the hall to his bedroom , she got between his bed and the wall and the tears finally came, shaking her body so hard that she flt like she had no control over it, at least here she was sure Jamison couldn't find her.
Mark came in late, he cursed as he locked his door. He never used to be this picky, but he just couldn't find a woman to suit him, he guessed he would try again tomorrow.
He walked down to his bedroom, and the fist thing he noticed was crying. "What the fuck."
He flipped on the lights and walked around the bed, then he seen her, Sammy was pressed between the bed and the wall crying. "Sammy what the hell is going on." He grabbed her arm and she screamed. "Hey now stop, its me Mark."
Sammy looked up and Mark was scared at what he saw, she looked like she had been crying for hours. Mark hauled her out of the space and in his arms. "Okay Shorty, its okay." He sat down and pulled her in his lap, pressing her face against his big shoulder. "Its okay, shhhh." He said as he rocked her in his arms.
Sammy finally felt safe and she buried her face in the crook of his neck as she cried, Mark just rubbed her back and rocked her till her tears slowed. Mark sat her up and lifted her chin. "Now why don't you tell me whats wrong." Mark asked in his usual no nonsense way.
"I cant." She said still sniffling .
Mark didn't like the answer, he tilted her chin higher and looked her in the eye. "Why not?"
"Cause you're going to be mad." She said trying to pull her chin free. Mark kept a firm grip, making her look at him. "I'm going to be mad anyway, if you don't start talking."
Sammy took a deep shuddering breath and Mark let her chin go, she lay her head against his chest. "I went to my father's."
She chased a peek and him, yeah he was mad, he had that look on his face. "What happened." His voice even sounded angry.
"Jefferson was there and I got scared and I left and came home, and I was scared he followed me, so I came to your place." She said not wanting to tell him anything else.
"Sammy why are you scared of Jefferson?" He asked, he could sense the fear in her and he lifted one big hand and rubbed her back. "Sammy, you need to talk to me, its fine, theres nothing you cant tell me"
Sammy closed her eyes, the only person she had ever talked to about this was her sister. Mark rubbed her back and just let her be for a few minutes, he wasn't stupid, he knew there was something in Sammy that cause her to fear men, but he couldn't force it out of her.
She started slowly. "Jeffersonhas been a business partner of daddy's for at least twenty-five years...He was always coming in to town on business to see daddy, he would stay at our house." She stopped and pressed her face into Mark chest, feeling safe. "I cantttt..."
Mark wrapped both arms around her. "Why?"
She closed her eyes and cuddled closer, she couldn't figure out why she trusted him, if she had been this close to any other man, she would have flipped out. "Because you'll be disgusted.." She couldn't finish and tears rolled down her cheeks.
Mark just held her tighter. "No I wont, Shorty we're friends, I feed you, I make sure you get sleep, right?"
She nodded and wiped the tears off her cheeks. "Okay then, you can trust me, talk to me." He said his big arms still wrapped tight around her.
"When I was twelve...h h he came in my room." She stopped and Mark cradled her head with his hand trying to comfort her. " He touched me, he made me do things..." She stopped and started crying again
Mark just held her while she cried, his anger, he contained, he didn't want to scare her. Mark let her cry herself out, then he sat her up. "I want you to go take a hot bath, do you want to stay here with me tonight?"
Sammy finally looked up at him, to see if he was looking at her like she was trash, but she saw nothing but his usual fondness in his eyes. Sammy nodded. "Shorty does your dad, know about this?"
Mark could already see the answer in her eyes. "I told him when it happened, he thought I was lying."
"Alright, I'm going to run you a hot bath, make you some tea, and then I want your butt in bed." He said and set her to her feet.
She watched him and he walked in his bathroom, she was so rung out she just wanted to lay down and sleep.
Mark came back in a few minutes later. "Go on." he said and steered her toward the bathroom.
Mark went down the kitchen and started some tea and picked up his cellphone and called Kevin and let him know what had happened.
Mark wasn't all that surprised that Kevin had already knew about what had happened to her, but when he found out what her father had pulled bringing that slime around Sammy , he was livid. "Look let Mia know whats going on tomorrow, I'm going to bring her over for a while."
He told Kevin goodnight and hung up. He went over to her bedroom and grabbed her some panties and a t-shirt and headed back to make her tea.
Mark was as angry as he had ever been, he wanted to go smash in this perverts face and her fathers. Mark took a deep breath and tried to control it, the last thing he wanted Sammy to think was he was that angry with her, he was pissed because she went to her father's especially without taking him.
Mark walked in and set the tea on the bedside table, he went to the bathroom door. "C'mon Shorty."
The door opened a minute later and she walked out looking exhausted. Mark took her hand and set her down on the side of the bed. "Drink this and lay down."
Sammy just nodded, tonight she didn't care if he bossed her around, not that it ever did her any good to care, Mark told her what to do and expected her to just fall in line.
He watched her drink the tea, then he took the empty cup. "Sammy look at me."
Sammy looked up at him, he was so tough, rough around the edges, grumpy most of the time, bossy and controlling, but Sammy couldn't think of anywhere she would rather be right now, than with him, at this moment, he was her life line.
Mark lifted his hand and smoothed back the damp hair off her cheek, his callused fingers felt good to her and she sighed. "Don't ever go near that man again, you don't have to subject yourself to him, forget any agreement you had with him, you understand me?"
Sammy nodded, she had no desire to see her father, he had ambushed her tonight.
Mark pushed her back gently on the bed and covered her up and then he turned off the light. "I'm going to take a shower, I'll be back in a few minutes, okay?"
Sammy just nodded and Mark got up and walked in the bathroom, Sammy closed her eyes, lulled by the sound of the shower, her last thought before she feel asleep was of Mark.