Page 6 of A Second Chance At Forever

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Lennox

From the momentI accepted Chis’ proposal, I regretted it. We had only been together for six months. What was I thinking?

I just buckled under the pressure.

I can back out. I can’t back out, it’s already been released.

I pulled myself from his bed and went to take a shower to think over the worst decision of my life.

I turned on the water and let it heat up before stepping inside. When I closed the glass door behind me, I was instantly hit with memories from years before.

“You said to make myself at home. I needed a shower too.” My eyes locked on his. I watched his chest as it rose and fell. His jaw flexed as his Adam’s Apple bobbed and he ran his tongue across his bottom lip. I let my eyes fall to his large erection. Without thinking, I wrapped my hand around him and moved up and down, slowly. Finally, his lips crashed into mine.

Just from thinking about Mason’s lips pressed to mine caused my heart to pound and my breathing to become labored. My skin broke out in goosebumps despite the hot flow of water.

I shook my head to make the images of the past leave me. I had a problem and didn’t need Mason’s memory hanging out in my head distracting me. I needed to find a way out of the mess I had gotten myself into. I didn’t love Chris. I was still Mason’s completely.

Mason was the only guy I had ever loved. He guided me and told me exactly what he thought, when he thought it, instead of telling me what I wanted to hear. I knew I never should have left him. He promised me that we would be together forever, but forever was much shorter than I thought it would be.

I understood why he called it off. He couldn’t stand to watch me with another guy, even if it was for publicity. He couldn’t stand to be away from me and not see or talk to me every day. I knew that, but I was selfish.

I left hoping it wasn’t the last time we saw each other but knowing it probably was. I tried to keep him. I tried my hardest; that’s what I told myself anyway.

Honestly, I could have tried harder.

I was thrown into a completely different world and I wasn’t prepared for any of it. I was pushed and pulled in so many directions, I was surprised I was still in one piece. I was told where I was going and who I was going with. It was like I signed my life away. I told myself that it was what I wanted. But somewhere along the way, what I wanted changed. I was just too blind to see it until it was too late.

What happened to the girl that went barefoot everywhere she could? What happened to the girl that wore cut off jean shorts and spent the days lying in bed with the man she loved? What happened to controlling my own life? I miss that girl.

If I would have thought for one minute, that Mason would’ve taken me back after the pain I had caused him, I would have left all the fame behind. I would’ve given away every penny I had made to go back to him.

But how can I ask him to take me back? After I broke his heart and strung him along for a year with empty promises.

“Get your ass off the shower floor and stop feeling sorry for yourself. This is the life you wanted. The life you chose,” I told myself.

I washed quickly and made my way back into Chis’ bedroom, where he was lying in bed waiting for me.

I started picking my clothes up off the floor to get dressed and head back home, but he had other ideas.

“What are you doing? You’re not going anywhere.” He reached out and caught me by the wrist, pulling me back onto the bed.

I squealed when I fell into his soft bed.

He wrapped his strong arms around me and looked over my body like I was a piece of meat.

The look automatically turned me off. “Chis, I really do need to get going,”

He didn’t want to hear it though. He moved to cover my body with his. His blonde hair fell into his eyes with the motion, but he quickly pushed it back and lowered himself to me.

“You don’t leave until I say.” He offered me a cocky smile before pressing his lips to mine, forcefully.

I used to like the aggressive side he had, but with Mason on my brain, I missed that soft touch I used to feel.

I let the kiss go on for a minute before breaking away. “Chris, I really have to go.” I lightly pressed against his muscular chest.

He overpowered me by grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head before trailing kisses down my neck and chest.

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