Second Chances

Chapter:6

He kissed me as we laid there still in the bed of his truck. "That's the only way I'm ever going to do that to you. No way are we ever going to do that any faster." He said. Then kissed the top of my head. Headlights flashed over us. We both ducked down. If anyone is asking, yes we both are naked and against each other. No it's not weird.

It's almost like the time we went swimming while forgetting our swimsuits and had to return to our houses dry so our parents wouldn't suspect anything. That was early August during our senior year before his eighteenth birthday. That's another tale for another time. I heard a voice. I furrowed my brows at Mason. He peered over the side before ducking back down.

"Who is that?" He asked quietly. I peeked out to see who he was talking about. I ducked back down. "Some guy my parents want me to marry." I answered quietly back. "Seriously?" He asked. "No joke. They want me to marry into more money. I've already gotten mail, e-mail, texts, and calls saying they need money. I'm not rich like people think. Yes. I have nearly a million dollars set back for certain purposes, but that's not for me." I told him.

"Who is it for?" He asked. "Bio kids one day. ER visits. Emergency purposes. Their college funds. Do I need to continue?" I asked. He sighed. "Ok. I got it. No silver spoon living. The money is there if we need it." He said. There was a pause of silence. "So why do your parents want you to marry into money?" He asked. "To live off of me. For the money. I'm not supporting them." I told him.

He kissed my forehead. "Stay here. I'll deal with the sh-head." He said. I let him get up. Then watched as he snuck around the side of the house bare butted. Seriously? Yet muscular and sexy at the same time. I found a shirt in the tool box and put it on over my naked body. I couldn't find my underwear and the tank I had worn out here.

I watched as Mason slinked through the house. He opened the door as the pounding continued. "What do you want?" He asked the man. "I want to see my fiancée. I know she lives here." The guy said. "Sorry I don't know your fiancée's name." Mason told him. "Ambree Wright." The guy said. "Sorry wrong address. You may need to check next door." Mason told him. He guy stormed off the porch going back to his vehicle.

When he was gone Mason came back and helped me find our clothes. "Keep the shirt on. It covers the majority." He said before lifting me up and setting me in the grass. "Let's go. The sheriff will be here in a second. I want that guy to get what he deserves as for your parents. The sheriff knows my antics. That guy obviously not. "Go find a cleaner shirt in my closet and some underwear. Preferably black." He said.

I went first to his room then to my own. Knowing his antics, I put on a pair of lace underwear and bra that he somehow got me for the last Christmas we spent together. If he's pulling one of his stunts I know how this will end. And I've got to make an appearance. I just got to hope that perverted deputy of his isn't with him. I buttoned the shirt in certain places before pretending to be asleep. Mason was in the hall waiting for the sheriff to knock.

When it came I heard heavy footfalls on the stairs. I went to peer around the wall at the bottom of the stairs to see if he was pulling one of his stunts. "Evening sheriff. What can I do for ya?" Mason asked. "Does Ambree still live here?" I heard the sheriff ask. "Who's asking?" Mason said.

"Well that fella was wondering." The sheriff said. "Well if you put it that way, she's not. If you were wondering she is. Her parents are trying to arrange a marriage between him and her and she doesn't like it." Mason said. "Do you have any clothes on?" The sheriff asked. "Why?" Mason asked. "Because answering the door without clothes on is a public offense." Up that deputy is here.

"Why? Does my naked a- offend you because it's better?" Mason asked the deputy. "Is Ambree home?" The sheriff asked. "Yeah." Mason answered. "May I speak to her?" The sheriff asked. "Yeah. Ambree." Mason yelled. I finished buttoning the shirt up to the collar and made sure nothing showed. Then moved to where Mason could move from behind the door to behind me hiding a certain part of his body.

Good thing I've seen that before even if it was three years ago. He definitely is more defined and more muscular than two years ago. I felt uncomfortable standing with that deputy there. Mason's hands curled around my waist. "Anything I can help you with sheriff?" I asked. "How long have guys been coming round here for the same reason?" He asked. "Since my parents found out I inherited a little money and some cars." I answered.

"Thank you for the answer. Keep him out of trouble and clothed next time I come by." The sheriff said. "Yes sir." I said. "Oh. And just between us. If anything is going on with you two that doesn't need to be leaked out will not." He said before walking off the porch.