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“No singing.” Kari stood.

“What are you trying to say?”

“Nothing at all
. You are an excellent singer.” She’s lying. “But I have music.” She swiped through her cell phone until she found the song she was looking for. The volume started to rise as I tried to figure out the artist.

“Michael Jackson.” I pulled Kari into my arms.

Kari looked up into my eyes. “This song is dedicated from me to you because You Rock My World.”

“Oh Kari Lynn.” Damn, she always says the
coolest, sweetest things. I miss that. I have to win her back.

I held her close as we swayed to the music. She pulled away and showed me some of her nasty girl moves. She started stripping her shirt off
, one button at a time. I was mesmerized. I couldn’t look away but I didn’t want to. She turned her back to me and I pulled her close. We danced until the next song played. It was a slower song. I didn’t recognize it.

“Who is this?”
I leaned to whisper in her ear.

“You don’t know this song. This
is black folks music boo-boo.”

“Who is it?”

“V.S.O.P by K. Michelle.” She’s right. I don’t know it.

Our bodies just swayed to the music. My crotch was firmly planted against her ass while she sang along to the music.

I listened to the words and the lyrics jumped out at me. “
Hope you make the rest of my life, very special.
”

My cock was hard. It
’s always hard is when she’s around. It’s not really a problem. I dealt with it before and I will deal with it again.

Kari turned around and smiled at me. “Why are you always poking me with your penis?”

Because your pussy is fucking incredibly hot, wet and deep. “I don’t know.”

“Let’s go to bed.”
She asked.

“We s
pend too much time in bed. We didn’t eat the pizza I got us.”

“I don’t have any other place t
o be. We should just get in bed, eat pizza and watch a movie.”

“
Fine.” Kari got on her tiptoes and kissed me quickly on the lips.

“I pick the movie.”
I called it first. I grabbed the pizza box off the stove top.

“Oh no, I’m not watching
The Departed
.”

“I only have like five movies.”

“Yeah,
The Departed
with Leonardo DiCaprio,
Blood Diamond
with Leonardo DiCaprio,
Inception
with Leonardo DiCaprio. I can’t compete with
The Great Gatsby
. I’m tired of your little bromance with him.”

“He’s a good actor. There is no bromance.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Fine,
Colombiana
or
Man of Steel
?”

“You are in love with Zoe Saldana. We are not watching that.” She grabbed my jaws with both her hands.
There was only a cardboard pizza box between us. I leaned down and kissed her lips. I held the box with one hand and wrapped the other hand around her body and fondled her ass.

“I’m not in love with Zoe, I’m in love with you.”

“Why?”

“Cause you have bigger tits and a bigger ass then Zoe.”

“Oh Mason you are such an ass.”

“I know.” I invaded her mouth and licked my w
ay to her collarbone.  “Here take the pizza downstairs. I will get the beer.”

Kari took the pizza box and jetted off. I stood there for a second and realized how happy I was. I grabbed the four pack of bottled beer off the kitchen table.

***

Every day with my doll was a gift. The days went by so fast. When I looked up it was Friday
. I didn’t go into the office Friday. I wanted to spend every minute of the day with Kari and that’s exactly what we did. I wanted to take her to lunch or even an early dinner. My fear stopped me. It was stupid but I felt like we might run into Jack.

I guess I could have taken her somewhere far away from Bolingcreek or Naperton but that was stupid. Why sneak around when I’m no longer married. I was thinking too hard about it so I just decided to spend some old fashioned one on one time with the woman I love.

I refused to let her fall asleep on me. There was no napping during the day. This may be the end of the road for me. I was afraid her loving behavior was an act. I was afraid that what I thought we had was just a figment of my imagination. What if she leaves and never returns. I love her. She loves me but is love enough after all the damage I’ve done to this poor woman.

There was only one way to prove to her that the past is the past
. I want to live in a future that she is a part of. The day was full of laughter. I wasn’t going to lay anything heavy on her today. I will save the adult conversation for Saturday morning. This would be my last night with her.

I thought about taking Saturday off from work but I
needed to give her some space. I needed to take the pressure off of her and me. I am a brute but in the end I don’t want to coerce her into being with me.

The nighttime came quicker than I ever dreamed possible. My time was ticking away.
After a long day of frolicking about the empty house we had to go to our favorite spot, the bed.

There was no beer, no wine. We decided to remain sober th
e entire day. That was more than fine with me. I didn’t have to be loaded to be around Kari. I remember drinking a lot when I was with Tess and passing out on the couch.

Being with Kari makes me feel alive. If she rejects me t
his time I will be devastated. As soon as it got dark outside we cuddled in bed. I was invading her space as usual. I know I said I wasn’t going to get heavy today but I had questions that were plaguing me. I waited to until a commercial break to speak.

“Have you forgiven me?”

“For what?”

“Taking you.”

“Mason, I don’t really think I want to talk about that or think about that.”

“Why not?” I was curiously tormented. I need her to forgive me.

“This week with you has been good for me. It started off a nightmare but then it changed and I got to relax and block out everything else.”

“Me too, well it was never a nightmare for me.”

“Mason, do you still love me?”

I smiled. “Yes of course. I always will. I thought you knew that.”

“What I know and what I feel sometimes gets jumbled together. I was so mean to you. I hit you.”

“I deserved it. I mean it’s no big deal.”

“No, you have hurt me so bad but I know you didn’t set out to do it. I, on the other hand was saying and doing things just to be mean. I’m sorry. It was malicious. I was malicious.”

“It’s okay.”

“You’re strength is one of the things I love about you. Your patience under pressure amazes me. You hang in there for the long haul. I’ve never had that before.”

“I was
obsessed with keeping my family together and I should have seen it wasn’t working. I wanted my kids to have a full time father. I was making so many dumb ass moves when I should have been making moves toward you.”

“So you never had a girlfriend.”

“No, that was a lie. I said that because you seemed so happy planning your wedding.”

“I was pissed but then I don’t know. I wasn’t sure you were telling the truth because I never thought you were ever going to leave Tess.”

“Tess is the past. I want to make it clear to you that I want a future with you, only you. Do you understand me?” I forcefully grabbed her jaw, twisted and tilted her lips to mind.

I planted a sloppy wet kiss on he
r lips. I slid my favorite tit, the left one, in the palm of my hand.

“Are you still going to work in the morning?” Kari asked.

“Yeah, I’ll leave your car keys on the kitchen table.” I reached in between her thighs and rubbed her pussy. “Where are your underwear?”

“You keep taking them off me.”

“Oh yeah.” I keep doing that. “You have hair, lots of hair.”

“You didn’t buy me a razor. You know hair grows back when you shave it off.
It’s like a magic trick.”

“I know but it feels so furry.
”

She turned around in bed to face me.
“Stop being weird.”

“I want to feel it on my face.”

“You would.” She smiled.

I
opened her legs and I positioned my face in her furry place. “You have a fucking jungle down here.”

Kari slapped the back of my head and then smashed my face in her pussy.

An urge to mark her thighs with hickeys came over me. It was so immature. I don’t care about Jack. This is not a competition. I love Kari. I want Kari. No more games. No more lies. No more bullshit.

I took my time removing her t-shirt. I was going
to make love to her like it might be the last time. Why am I thinking the worse? Pessimism is Kari’s forte. She loves me. I prefer to live in the cliché that love conquers all. 

My hands gently romanced her body. I hope she knows how sorry I am. I was so wrapped up in pleasing her I felt like I was fumbling around her body clumsily stumbling through the sex.

Her hands were kneading my back. It felt so nice. Her touch I crave, her lips the same. I went down for another round of hot tongue action. I slowly entered her wet pussy and pulled away from the kiss to watch her as she winced at the intrusion. She watched me. I love looking at her. My hips had commenced to digging a hole within her hole.

My evil twin was out to lunch but some lust filled angel jumped on my shoulder and told me what spot to hit. I
t was more than I could take but I was determined to give her my best. I wanted her to leave here and only think of me, only love me, only be with me.

I rolled my cock around in her sanctuary. My cock was seeking a permanent refuge from the world. 
I lasted as long as I could but I think love took over and made me cum. I made sure Kari had an orgasm first. I love her. That’s the least I could do.

CHAPTER 8

KARI

It was Saturday, my last day with the man that has turned my life into a chick flick.
At least that’s what I thought. I woke up alone. His side of the bed was vacant. Mason was already gone. He went to work and didn’t bother I wake me up. He could’ve said bye. I’m leaving today. I’m going home. Why didn’t he say something?

The TV was still on from last night. This didn’t surprise me.
I’m surprised I didn’t get a see ya later. I rubbed my eyes and looked over at the bedside table. There was a yellow Post-it Note stuck to something. I sat up in the bed. I reached over and grabbed the note.

I said:
Kari I love you forever. Kari I want you forever. Will you marry me? ASAP!

I blinked a few times.
I couldn’t really believe what I was reading. My eyes aren’t deceiving me. I’m reading this again and again like I can’t read. Did I just get proposed to one a Post-it Note? I will give him an ‘A’ for originality.

My eyes moved back to the nightstand. There sat a velvet box. I grabbed the jewelry box
and held it. There were two American Airlines plane tickets on the table. I was two overwhelmed to look inside the box at the ring.

I was too shocked to move. I picked the little velvety box up but held it far away from my body. The box was freaking me out. What if this was a joke?
The ring box was scary but the tickets were not. They were just paper. I can deal with paper. I grabbed the tickets and read that they were round trip to Las Vegas. Well damn. They were for tomorrow.

Okay calm the fuck down. I was hyperventilatin
g. I read the note again. It said will you marry me. That’s a marriage proposal. These are tickets to Las Vegas. My name is on one ticket and Mason’s name is on the other.

Should I open the box?
I couldn’t resist. I opened the box and inside was an engagement ring. I hurried and closed it back. Marriage, this was something that never came up the entire time I was here. Did it come up? Where the hell was I?

I couldn’t say anything.
If I did I would be talking to myself. Mason removed my engagement ring from Jack off of my finger. He removed it when I was drugged. It was in an envelope inside my purse. I found it the same day I snuck out to see Trey.

What was
I going to say? Hey you took Jack’s ring. I didn’t say anything about it and he didn’t say anything about it. I was officially alive but I felt like I was in a coma. Mason proposed. He wants to marry me. He wants to marry me ASAP, like right now. Today is Saturday and he wants to fly to Vegas Sunday.

I sat still for at least an hour.
I got out of bed and roamed around like a zombie. I showered and dressed. I had to get out of here. I took the box with the engagement ring. It was part of my unbelievable story. I took the Post-it too. I had to show it to someone. They wouldn’t believe me otherwise.