Second Chances

Chapter 13

Warm and fresh scent all over me and I found myself wrapped in the arms of the man who made my world a better place. I smiled as I looked at his innocent and calm face. His eyes firmly closed and his breathing was smooth. My fingers played through his strong jaw and trace the tall bridge of his nose. I placed my head and palm on his bare chest and felt his warmth. And one thing I know was, this man won't let anything bad happen to me.

His eyes slowly opened when he noticed my sudden touch. "Good morning, beautiful." I saw his sparkling gray eyes stared at me. Waking up next to him was the most romantic thing that ever happened to me.

Well, who'll say no to that?

"Good morning, sorry to wake you up." I touched his cheeks and slowly rubbing his strong jaw. God, I love touching him!

"I wouldn't mind waking up next to you." His said with a low sleepy voice. Damn its always the sexiest thing!

He curled up and reached for me so my head could lean on him. He kissed the top of my head and as I stared at his angelic face, he cupped my cheeks and kissed my soft lips gently, feeling every inch of it. Wanting more. Craving for each other.

"Stay here, I'll make some breakfast." He whispered as he stole another quick kiss that made giggle and wanted to pull him closer and pinned him against the mattress and he'd be my breakfast.

Since there was nothing I can do to stop him and of course I'm a human and I need food in my system, I simply nodded and gave him a smile as he disappeared in his room leaving me with his curtains widely open without me noticing when I first woke up. And I also noticed some of his trophies and photographs that I wasn't aware of, it was all placed in a separated table near his closet. I scooted over the side of the bed and stood up on the floor to have a full view of the photographs and trophies. And then I saw a beautiful boy raising a trophy and others were mostly with an old man beside him. They were both good looking and the closeness were obvious. The resemblance was strong, almost a carbon copy. I can't imagine Mason smiling like that, so real and pure with passion and happiness. My heart ached when the thought of his dad came along, leaving him with their wonderful, irreplaceable memories. But wait, he was a football player? How come I didn't know about this? What happened if he stopped? So many questions in my mind and I guess it will be okay to ask him about this. He looked happy in those photos, so calm, pure joy and theres something about his smile that I've never seen in him before. And I'd love to see that smile again.

"Breakfasts here, baby." And there comes the most sexiest voice ever. 

Mason's voice suddenly appeared and I immediately turned around as I watched him placed a wooden tray on his bed while his boxers were the only thing that covered his body. Oh this man!

He moved so elegantly and perfect, I could wake up every morning with this kind of man and will absolutely fall in love every day.

I sat on the edge of his bed and slowly scooted beside him. "Mmmm, smells delicious. Thank you, but you've done so much. I should be the one cooking this next time." I kissed his cheek as I stirred the coffee and watch him as he pour some syrup on the pancakes.

Damn it, why was he so freaking adorable in every way? My eyes remained locked at him as he finally noticed it. After slicing the pancakes he dropped the knife and looked at me.

"What?" He asked curiously. "Don't you like the food?"

"The foods great. Its just that, I love watching you move. So sexy, so perfect." I bit my lip.

I can't believe I said those words but at some point I'm glad I did. His mouth dropped open and immediately gave me his oh-so-drop-dead-gorgeous smile.

He leaned closer to me, making me feel his breath and warmth that made my heart jump and I know he was teasing me, and I hate it because its definitely working.

"You're blushing. I like it." He cupped my face and planted a soft deep kiss on my lips.

After we finish our romantic breakfast we took a bath together and cleaned each others body and forced ourselves to behave and not to get tempted for something more intimate. I love the fact that he actually respected me and remained his boundaries.

He let me borrowed his jacket and I put on my shorts that I used last night, I can literally smell his scent around the jacket and it made me giggled more. I swear I will be using this jacket for the entire day and might as well at night even though it sounded really gross.

As I watched him drive along the highway, a lot of amazing things strike into my mind. Like, how sexy driver he is and how adorable he looks when he placed his index finger above his upper lip and leaning his head on the window while driving. I felt his palm on my knees and he began squeezing it, I looked at him and we both laughed. He held my hand and I scooted closer to him and I placed my head on his shoulder as I watched the road.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything." He winked at me and my face instantly turned red. Jeez, this is embarrassing.

"Do you play football?" My question caught his full attention and I notice that he felt nervous.

And his eyes went furious but I can see that he was trying to hide it.

And his grip on the stirring wheel tightened that seemed like he's up for a fight. He remained silent for a second before he finally found the words to say. Oh no.

"Why did you ask?" His voice was small and I'm sure theres something bothering him.

"Uh, I saw your photographs in your room. Umm, is there something wrong?"

My voice remained calm but I can't stop the curiosity that runs through me.

"Well not anymore. Its nothing important. Don't mind it." He said firmly.

I know his avoiding the topic but I need to know, maybe he's not yet ready to tell me. Well, I can wait. For him.

"I see. I'm sorry for asking." I leaned closer to the window and looking away the road.

"No need to say sorry.." He smiled. "We're here." He pulled his car outside my apartment and killed the engine.

"Thanks, do you wanna come inside?" I gave him a small polite smile and reaching for his arm.

"I probably shouldn't. I need to do something, sorry." He said with a low voice.

I was surprised in his response. It was the first time he said no to me, maybe it was because I pissed him off about my sudden question to him? Oh no, my chest ached. I can't explode in front of Chrissy once I enter our apartment.

"Uh-alright. Just be careful." He plainly kissed my cheeks and I pushed the passenger's door and headed straight to my apartment.

I don't know why his mood suddenly changed but it all started when I asked him about his football game. I should fix this now and talk to him, I need to apologize and tell him that he can trust me and he can tell me anything. Because I'm his girlfriend...wait, am I really his girlfriend?

The fact that I'm not sure what kind of status or what me and Mason really is, bothers me. I wanna ask him about this too, I need to clarify things to him. I know its quite fast for us but I believe we both feel the same way.

When I entered the apartment Chrissy wasn't at home and I think she's with Tom and I'm pretty glad that she wasn't here so that she couldn't witness my drama.

I'm such a burden to her.

I went up to my room and closed the door behind me, tossed my bag on the floor and threw myself against the mattress of my bed.

Hugged myself and inhaled the scent of Mason from his jacket and holding it tight.

I closed my eyes as I savored every moment we shared and imagined that he was with me, in my bed and wrapping me around with his strong arms and pressing my head on his bare chest.