I am free?

19.

Amy's Pov

A few hours later.

"Mark, all my work is done," I said as I walked back into his office, Chica walked in and laid in her bed.

"With everything?"

"Yep, it was just a few days but the math was annoying. I still don't know what I should wear tonight."

"I am just wearing black jeans with a white dress shirt."

"Maybe I'll wear something black and white so Rossana will get the freaking hint you are taken by me."

"She will not get that but that sounds good."

He took a sip of his coffee then went back to work.

"Markimoo! You have been working so much please take a break!" I whined, I stomped my foot like I was 5.

"I need all the Over time I can get."

"But what about your mindset? You are going to overload it. Please take a break."

"I have a few more minutes of this training video then I promise I will turn the computer off."

"You just promised me so you better," I said as I sat on his lap.

He wrapped his arms around me, "This is a much better way to do my work." I felt his lips on the top of my head as I snuggled into him.

The video turned back on, it didn't make any scents to me but Mark was taking notes seeming like he knew what they were saying. After the video ended he logged out then turned the computer off.

"Thank you," I said.

"Are you hungry? We will be eating soon at that dinner."

"A snack?"

"We can do that." He picked me up and carried me downstairs with Chica following. He put me on the island, "What's wrong baby girl?"

"I just like being in your arms."

"Even though I was an ass to you?"

"You tried to protect me but it backfired on you."

"It is a man's job to make sure their woman is taken care of in all ways."

"This is not the 1800's, I can help."

"I love you so much Baby girl."

"I love you too Markimoo."

We ate a little then went to go get ready, I curled my hair a little but I didn't like it so I straighten it, then put a little make-up on. I got my black and white dress that had a little cut out on the sides. the cut out didn't show any scars.

"All ready?" Mark asked at the doorway of the bathroom.

"Just about," I said sliding my shoes on.

"Whoa, I didn't know if I would like that dress when you bought it but it looks so much better on you then that model."

"Thanks, you clean up pretty well yourself. Do they know Chica is coming?"

"They should, I told my boss that Chica goes where you go."

"Are we dressed up enough?"

"Me probably not but you, you look like gold."

My cheeks turned pink.

"Let's get going baby girl."

We got into the car with Chica in the back seat and headed to the restaurant. Once we walked in Rosanna stood up and called for Mark.