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his pants down around his ankles. I get mad when I think about how Tess came at me. Then I feel stupid for being mad. I mean what was she supposed to do in that situation? She’s been married to him for over a decade. If Mason was my husband I would whoop a bitch’s ass over him right after I beat the shit out of him. I would never fight over Lamar or for Lamar. I don’t think I would fight a chick for Jack. But Mason had my heart. It’s funny how things change, how feelings evolve from what seems like nothing.
    Mason and I were keeping in contact but I could tell he was eager to see me. It felt good to see him without restrictions. There was nothing to hide. Tess knew about us. It was a hard road but now I believe Mason and I will really be together. I stopped sleeping with Jack. He was irritated by it but he was too nice to force himself on me. He was too nice to complain about it. Jack was still living in my house. I was taking one day at a time.
    Mason and I were going to meet for lunch at the Yorktown mall. I arrived early and had a table in the food court. I didn’t care if anybody saw us out together. It’s funny how all your common sense flies out the window when you’re in love. When you’re happy and when you truly see a future with the man you love. His marriage is over. It’s been one. There is no way that marriage can survive.
    I sat at the table and thought about my future with Mason. My heart was his b ut I was always a logical rational chick. I wondered if Mason would ever cheat on me. I never thought he would cheat on me with Tess but what goes around comes around. That little cliché played over and over in my mind.
    On one hand I stole someone’s husband. But can you steal someone’s husband? I mean he must have wanted to go. Is karma going to bite me in the ass? If we are meant to be then it’s just fate bringing us to where we are supposed to rightfully be.
    I haven’t figured out how I’m going to break up with Jack. I think maybe it would be best to do it in phases. It would be easier if I could just get him to leave me. If I could just get him to fall out of love with me. If he leaves me, I would feel better. It would ease my guilt. That’s a selfish thought. I wonder if it would be normal to miss Jack after all is said and done. I’m not sure but something tells me I will miss him.
    I spotted Mason coming toward my table. He was dressed in black Adidas sweat pants with the white stripes down the sides of the legs . He was wearing a gray fitted muscle shirt. I think it was Under Amour. Damn! He was bulging out all over the place. His pecs were pressed against the fabric. His biceps were huge. I smiled when I noticed he was wearing a gray and black Chicago White Sox baseball cap. Funny, I know he likes the Chicago Cubs. What is he on? Mason is so fucking sexy. He looked like a young college guy in the baseball cap and tight ass shirt. He was holding his Adidas jacket in his hand.
    The closer he got to my table the wetter my insides became. Oh god, I love him. I looked around to see if anybody noticed him coming my way. Some teenage girls were checking him out. He is fine. I can’t blame them. I don’t ever remember seeing any old guys with bodies like this when I was a teen.
    Mason was smiling widely when he bent to kiss me. He didn’t give me a peck on the lips. He grabbed my chin and titled it up. He stuck his tongue in my mouth and rocked my inner core when he did Zumba inside my mouth.
    “Hey babe.” He was still smiling. I was too. He makes me smile. Damn! I hate him! He pulled out the chair in front of me and planted his rear down in it.
    “Hey Coach.” I was staring into his icy blue eyes. I was falling in love all over again. I looked over at the table with the teen girls. They both had their mouths open. They went back to eating when they noticed me noticing them. Mason was such a show-off.
    “You look tasty, just like a hot caramel sundae.”
    “ Thank you. Miley Cyrus