"Maybe we were too harsh," Mason said looking up at me. I just sighed, every time I saw her the pain came back to my heart.
"Mason, have you been with her?" I asked him. it has been on my mind since they came back home together. I wasn't going to ask. I felt like I didn't have the right to ask, but I had to know. Mason ran his hands through his hair.
"Yes," He said. I really didn't need to ask him. I already knew the answer.
"What does that mean?"
"I have no idea, Marcus. I haven't talked with her about that." I wasn't upset with Mason. I wasn't even upset with Candace. I was upset about the whole situation.
"Can we just be friends with her?" Mason said.
"Why are you asking me. Your the one that's already slept with her." I told him.
"Are you mad at me for that?"
"No, I guess I would..." Mason looked over at me.
"But you have Tiffany in your life. If your feelings are the same for Candace as they were seven years ago. Then you had better rethink your life, Marcus."
"You don't think I know that." I snapped at him. I sighed and took a seat looking up at her bedroom window. Her light was off and I knew she was up there beating herself up over all of this.
"I think all she cares about right now is our friendship. I don't think she is worried about being with us in that way. I think she wants the friendship back more than ever." Mason looked defeated just as much as I did. I smiled thinking back to us being kids. Even when we were young. Mason and I always fought for her attention.
"Why again did we chose not to share her?" Mason smiled and leaned back in the chair.
"Because we didn't want to share her." We both laugh.
"You know we have been doing just that all the years we have known each other." We both laugh again.
"You know its really good to see you, man," Mason said to me.
"Yeah, it's been far too long," I said to him. The truth was I missed Mason too. "I feel sorry for you." Mason looked over at me.
"Why?" He asked me.
"You have to go inside that house tonight." Mason smiled.
"I can handle Candace, Your the one that has to go home to Tiffany, and its well after midnight." I nodded my head at him.
"Touche," I said to him. "Mason do you love her? I mean really love her?" I asked him. He nodded his head at me. I looked away from him.
"Do you?" He asked me. I looked back up at her window.
"I don't think I ever stopped." The words came out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think. I headed home and on my drive, I felt a pain in my heart. I knew I would have to go home and end things with Tiffany, not because I loved Candace but because I knew I didn't love Tiffany. It wasn't fair to keep her. Now I just had to figure out how to tell her. I felt my phone go off in my pocket. I knew it was tiffany. I pulled it out and it was a text from an unknown number.
"Mason gave me your number. I need to see you." I knew right away that it was from Candace. I stopped my car and told her I would be on my way. I turned the car and around and headed right back for her house. I pulled up and she came running to the side of my car. I watched her climb inside. She looked at me and then told me to drive. I did as she asked and I took off.
"Candace, are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yes and no, look I know that this is going to sound crazy and I know your with Tiffany now, but I can't go on with you not knowing the truth. I still love you very much. Seeing you again has forced me to realize this. I know this is not fair to you, but I had to tell you."
"And Mason?" I asked her.
"This is not about him at the moment. this is about you and me." I took a deep breath. I was about to ask her what she wanted me to do with this information. "Pull over." She said. We were in the middle of nowhere and once I parked she got out of the car. I followed her into the cold.
"What are you doing?" I hollered out to her.
"Marcus, I'm sorry. You have to forgive me. You have no idea how much I beat myself up for leaving. I need you and I need Mason." I watched as she poured her heart out to me. her tears falling down her cheeks as lighting struck the sky.
"I don't hate you. I hate the last seven years without you. Not a call, not a text. Nothing, why didn't you even check-in?" All she was doing was shaking her head.
"I'm sorry, I thought I was doing what was best."
"But you don't get to decide what's best for me Cans. Don't you think that should have been my choice? Even though you choose to not be with either of us. that didn't mean you got to take the friendship away as well. We needed you, whether it was for love or for just you. You took both of them away from us." She continued to cry and my heart was breaking.
"I know and I hate myself for it." I walked closer to her. I wanted to reach out and pull her into my arms, but she took a step back. "Don't, I don't deserve your comfort." We both stayed quiet and just looked at each other. then the cold rain started to fall on us and we still stayed looking at each other.
"Fuck this," I said. I reached out and pulled her into my arms. She looked up at me and I just couldn't help it. I crashed my lips to hers. She wrapped her arms around me and I lifted her into my arms while her legs wrapped around my waist. "God, I've missed you," I said between kisses.
"Marcus, I have missed you more then you will ever know." She whispered to me. All I wanted to do was lay in the bed of my truck and claim her body, but the rain was so cold and I knew she would get sick if I didn't get her out of the weather.
"We need to get back inside the car," I told her and she nodded at me. once inside I turned the truck on and then the heater, but she didn't let me drive off as she pulled her body on top of mine. She was now in my lap and I pull the seat lever and shooter it back. "You're killing me here Cans," I whispered to her.
"I don't care Marcus. if I never get to see you again and you come to your senses in the morning. At least I got to feel you one more time." Her words were my undoing as I peeled the wet clothes from her cold body. I guess I needed to warm her up. She was taking the belt off my jeans as I removed her clothes. Lips locked as I pulled my jeans down with her help. "I want you so bad." She was begging me in between kisses. I wrapped my arms around her and laid her body down on the truck seat. I planted kisses on her now naked body. She had the body of a goddess, with rose tattoos running down her ribs. Her skin was kissed with glitter from a body spray. She smelt like flowers and she was driving me crazy.
"I don't have anything," I said in her ear.
"I'm on birth control." She said and with that, I slipped inside of her. I gripped my hand under her shoulders. With each thrust, she let out long moans and that only fueled my fire. I pulled out of her and licked between her wet folds. She tasted sweet and familiar. I watched her eyes roll into the back of her head. My hand gripped her beautiful breast. She brought her chest up and I bit her inner thigh. The sounds she was making, was making me wild. I could fuck her all night long and then some. I slammed myself inside her again. I felt her body start to shake under me. I slammed even harder inside her. She yelled out my name as the inside of her gripped me. I pulled her back up so now she was in control. She gripped the seat and my chest as she took over. I held her things and helped her to move. She was like nothing I had ever been with. She felt like home to me. Her wet hair was all over the place and she couldn't look better if she tried.
I pulled myself up to her and we were chest to chest. We held onto each other as I kept thrusting myself into her. "Please Marcus." she was begging in my ear for her release.
"Tell me what you want, baby," I said to her. She bit down on her lip. Her moans were defeating her. "Louder," I said in her ear as she yelled out and I came deep inside her. We both laid back with her on my chest. My fingers in her hair. The heater in the car was now too much. I reached out and turned it off. The only sounds in the truck were our breaths and the hard rain hitting outside.