Page 31 of A Second Chance At Forever

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Mason

I wenthome and sat on my balcony, looking over the backyard. I popped open another beer and thought about Nicole. Knowing that Lennox still had feelings for me wasn’t something I needed to hear.

I mean, yeah, I was fucking glad she did because I was still madly in love with her. But it only meant bad things for Nicole.

I have to break up with Nicole. She doesn’t deserve this. She has always been good to me. I hate that I have to break her heart.

Then, there was the chance that I would break up with her for Lennox, and Lennox would end up leaving me to go back to the life she had been living for the past five years.

There was one thing that hadn’t changed though, I still couldn’t ask Lennox to give up her dream for me. I’d given up my dream, I knew how that felt, there was no way I could ask her to do that.

So, there I sat, a lot of questions and no answers.

I sat there and drank beer after beer trying to find one, but as it turned out, the answer wasn’t in the bottom of a beer can.

Then came the most important question of all, was it fair for me to string Nicole along when my heart would always belong to someone else? Would Nicole be okay with another woman having my love? Probably not.

There was my answer.

I had to break up with Nicole regardless of my chances of getting back together with Lennox. I wasn’t being honest with Nicole and in the long run, that would only hurt her more.

I will break up with her on Sunday when I see her again. I can’t break up with her over the phone.

A part of me was happy that I would be free to pursue things with Lennox, but another part of me was pissed because I knew the damage I would cause in doing so. In a drunken rage, I tossed my beer over the railing of the balcony as hard as I could.

I stomped into the house, grabbing an empty box, and started tossing Nicole’s belongings in to it. After I cleared the bedroom of Nicole’s things, I fell into bed. Grabbing the pillows and pulling them around me, I passed out picturing emerald green eyes and long dark curls.

I wokeon Saturday with a massive headache. I groaned as I rolled out of bed and into the shower.

After an hour long shower, I stepped out and found some pain reliever in the medicine cabinet and swallowed them down. I dressed and went in search of coffee.

Once I realized there wasn’t a drop of coffee in the house, I grabbed my keys and headed to town.

Pulling up to the coffee shop, I jumped out of the truck and damn near ran in. I ordered my coffee and was pouring in the sugar when I felt my hair stand up and my body start buzzing. I turned toward the door, knowing who I’d see.

Lennox walked in wearing a pair of jeans so tight, I felt myself drool.

She smiled when she noticed me staring. “Hey.”

“Can we talk?”

“Yeah, just let me grab some coffee.” I watched as she walked to the counter.

She was back within minutes and stood beside me adding sugar to her cup. “Do you want to sit down?”

“Not here, will you come back to my house with me? I want to show you something.” I gave her the smile I knew she couldn’t resist.

Just like I thought, she agreed to go with me.

I opened her door and watched her sexy ass climb in. She sat on the passenger side and I wished that she would’ve scooted over and taken her seat next to me like she used to.

“Will you tell me something?” I asked, sneaking a glance at her on the ride back to my house.

“What?” She looked over at me, taking a sip of her coffee.

“Did you think about me while you were gone.” I felt like a pussy for asking, but I had to know. Was I on her mind as much as she was on mine?

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