Second Chances by Evan Grace Read Free Book Online

man knew how to kiss, but shouldn’t it have bothered her that not that long ago she was with someone else?
    She cared about Mark when they were together, but with Dustin it was always different. Mark never fully opened up to her, which she now knew why. Stacy knew a lot about Dustin, and she felt closer to him than she ever did Mark.
    Stacy made a quick sandwich to eat while she edited some pictures that were going on her website and the brochures she was having made.
    As she sat down to work, her phone rang, and not even thinking, she answered it without checking the caller ID.
    “Slut, I thought I told you that you were mine,” Mark sneered into the phone.
    She let out a frustrated sigh, “Mark, why are you doing this?”
    “You’ll know soon enough.”
    Great, he was being cryptic. Her stomach started knotting up and her sandwich felt like it wanted to come back up.
    “What changed, Mark, are you on drugs now? Is that why you’re being an asshole?” Stacy could never learn to keep her mouth shut.
    Stacy could hear his heavy breathing on the other end. She knew she should just hang up, but sometimes she just did stupid shit.
    “I made a mistake. I should have left her as soon as I met you and knew I wanted you, but I didn’t. I love you, Stacy. We belong together. Don’t you get that? Don’t you see how perfect we are together? Didn’t I make you happy? Come on, baby, just let me come over. I miss you and I miss that throaty moan you make when I push my cock inside that tight, sweet pussy of yours.”
    “What the fuck,” she muttered. “You’ve got to be kidding me. I don’t want you, you fucking liar. I don’t love you and I never did. We had fun, but that’s all done now because you’re fucking married. Now leave me alone, forget my number, and forget you ever knew me. If you don’t leave me alone, I will press charges and I don’t think your bosses would like to know you’re harassing me.” Stacy was shaking by the time she finished speaking.
    She hung up before he could say anything, but her phone immediately started ringing again, so she turned it completely off.
    “Stupid, stupid, stupid,” she muttered.
    Nothing like waving a red cape in front of a raging bull. Hopefully he took the hint and would stop calling her. Her stomach was too upset to eat, so she threw out the sandwich and got back to work.
     
    ***
     
    Later in the week Stacy had felt a sense of relief. Mark hadn’t tried to contact her or shown up where she was. Granted it only had been a couple of days, but she felt like she really got her point across to him.
    She was looking forward to spending time with Dustin. Stacy had spent most of the day working on her website, delivering the wedding pictures she’d just gotten in and she even booked another wedding in a month. She’d have a deposit coming that week and that money would go right into her savings.
    If Stacy could book at least three more jobs she’d have enough to put down a deposit on a space for her studio.
    When she got home, she got her stuff ready to take a shower. Stacy went through her closet trying to decide what to wear. She wanted to look casual, but nice, too.
    She settled on a denim skirt that was old and worn, but fit her well. Stacy grabbed a hot pink jersey tee and finished the outfit with a pair of hot pink flip-flops.
    Stacy quickly showered. When she was done, she slathered herself in her favorite lotion that held the scent of milk and honey. She opted for only some lip gloss and let her hair air dry so it fell into soft waves. She grabbed her bag, locked up, and headed out to her truck.
     
    ***
     
    Dustin had everything already prepared so when Stacy got there they could actual sit and talk for a bit before he had to start grilling. He hadn’t seen Stacy since the night at the studio, but he talked to her every evening. She seemed to be in good spirits, and when she was happy, he was, too.
    He didn’t have to worry about Megan because he broke