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“You’re welcome,” he tells me and I turn back to hit him on the chest. “Lazy Sunday?”

“Yes please. I want to lie in bed all day and not do anything. My head’s killing me,” I sigh and vow to kill Tonya. “Thanks for taking care of me last night. Sorry I was a hot mess.”

“Na you weren’t bad. Tonya,” he laughs, “now she needs to be careful. But no, it’s fine, Care. I’ll always be here for you,” he tells me and squeezes my shoulder. Here we are, in bed together, and I feel so safe and warm. When I turn around to face him I see the tenderness in his eyes. I don’t want to look away, but I do. The way he’s looking at me, seeing me, and searching my eyes for an answer. It’s mesmerizing. He’s not just looking at me, but searching for my soul and finding a way to stay.

“Stay in bed and I’ll make us breakfast.” He leans over and kisses my forehead. I love the way his lips feel. I love the way he feels.

“Okay. Thank you.” Part of me wants to ask him if we should talk about last night. I’m not sure what he’s thinking or if last night means anything to him.

“You’re welcome, baby. And stop thinking. Like I told you last night was fucking hot and,” he pauses and sits back down on the bed, taking my hand into his. “I want to see where this goes. Is that okay?”

“Yes. It’s okay.” I smile. “It’s really okay.”

“Good. I’ll be back, baby.”

When I hear him call me
baby
my heart skips a beat and butterflies take flight in my belly. My goodness how can one word make me swoon? Watching Mason walk out of my room with just his loose sweatpants on I turn over and shove my head into the pillow. This is so frustrating and I definitely need to get advice. Picking up my phone I text Tonya.

Me: We slept in my bed together again and things happened.

Tonya: Damn. What happened?

Me: He had me pleasure myself and he jerked off . . .

Tonya: OMG OMG OMG OMG! How was it? Is he huge? OMG OMG OMG OMG!

Me: I KNOW! I feel good. I was feeling guilty and wrong, but then it hit me I shouldn’t feel that way. I need to move on, right?

Tonya: Right! You have every right to move on and if Mason makes you happy then go for it.

Me: Thanks, I needed to hear you say that.

Tonya: So is he big?!?!

Me: ;)

Tonya: Oh wow . . . he is! I’m glad you’re finally embracing your sexuality and taking control. Proud of you!

Me: Ah thank you. LOL

Tonya: You better tell me everything next time I come over!

Me: Maybe. I don’t kiss and tell.

Tonya: Whatever, bitch.

Me: He’s coming back upstairs ttyl!

Tonya: Ride that big cock and scream his name then call me later. LOL. Love you!

Me: <3

I put away my phone and when Mason comes back to the room he has a tray full of food and a smile on his face. I try to get my breathing under control and fight the urge to kiss him again. Last night plays over and over in my head. Things are different now. We’ve crossed the friendship line to something intimate and sexy. From this moment on things are going to change and we’ll be two different people. When I look into his eyes as he sits back down next to me in bed it’s hard not to miss the desire pooling in his eyes.

“Mason we need to talk.”

“Mason, we need to talk.”

“I’m listening.”

“I’m not pushing you away or anything. I want to know where your head’s at and how we can go past this. Last night was incredible.” She smiles and places her hands on mine. “And I made the decision to not feel guilty. I don’t want to feel guilty and you shouldn’t either.”

“Are you sure about this?”

“I am.”

I look at this beautiful woman in front of me and smile. I have to smile because what she’s saying I understand perfectly well and she doesn’t need to feel this way. “Do you know the saying
everything happens for a reason?
”

“Of course.”

“This happened for a reason. I came back to you for a reason. Everything that’s happened in your life has happened for a reason and sometimes you don’t see it right away, but it’s there.”

“I’m beginning to see it, Mason.”

I shake my head and lean over to kiss her. “Good. I’m glad.”

We sit on her bed eating breakfast, and I listen to her talk about anything that comes to her mind. She fits in my arms perfectly and I love being around her. She makes me feel alive and when we’re together it’s real.

Last night is still on my mind and I want more. Part of me wants to take her now, but the other part of me, the gentleman part, wants everything to be perfect. This is Caroline, not some broad I’ll fuck and leave. She’s different and deserves more than one night. What we’re doing isn’t wrong and I’m going to make her happy. Being here feels good. I miss her when I go for a run or when I run to the store. I think about her all the time and at night I’m getting really close to sliding in next to her and having my way.

“What do you want to do today?” she asks and turns to face me.

“Lazy Sunday, baby. Let’s relax here and not do a damn thing. We’ll order takeout, maybe lie out in the sun, and just chill.”

“I like the sound of that.” She smiles and rubs her stomach. “You’re such a good cook. Thanks for making breakfast. Should we go grocery shopping today?”

“If you want.”

“I think so. I don’t want to get used to take outs. I miss home cooked meals. I’ve been looking up different meals and think I can make something really good for tomorrow. What do you say?”

“Let’s chill for a few then we’ll tackle Wegmans.”

“Okay.”

I grab the tray and bring everything back downstairs and start the dishwasher. Grabbing two bottles of water I head back upstairs and decide on putting in a movie. Looking through her collection I pick out
White Chicks,
a classic.

“What movie?”

“You’ll see.”

“Better be something good.”

I smile and choose not to respond. When I press play she snuggles up next to me and I feel her relax. My arm’s resting over her shoulders and she’s hugging my stomach. The feel of her body this close to mine makes me want her more. I want to get on top of her and tear off her little tank and take her perfect breasts in my mouth. The sounds she’ll make will drive me crazy and when I sink inside of her I’ll never want to leave.

Great. And now I’m turned on. Looking down at the blanket she would definitely be able to see how hard I am.

Shit.

Grandma. Spiders. Grandma in a bathing suit.

Thank you God for letting that work. I look down and her eyes are on the TV so hopefully she didn’t see my massive hard on.

“Are you serious?” she shrieks. “Come on! I don’t want to watch this movie.”

“Too bad, baby. Deal with it.”

“Ugh. I hate you.”

“Love you too.” Without realizing it I’m kissing the top of her head and she squeezes me a little tighter.

The movie starts and I swear her hand is dangerously close to my dick. Why the hell is she so close? I’m getting hard again and there’s no way I can explain this shit if she sees me like this. I run through my
hard on go away
list and finally it works.

“Mase?”

“Yeah?” I struggle to say.

She sits up and looks at me. I know that look in her eyes and shit it’s fucking with my head. When she leans in I don’t pull back. Her lips meet mine and she tugs on my shoulders and before I know it she’s straddling me. Holy. Fuck. Is this shit really happening?

I feel the heat of her pussy grinding against me and it’s taking everything in me to not flip her over and have my way. Pulling her closer to my body, I explore her mouth with my tongue and those moans I love so much are loud and she’s telling me she wants more. My hands roam her back and one finds her breast. Fuck, she feels good. So perfect and plump. I need more. Fuck, I need her pussy.

But I pull back and stare into her eyes.

“Mase?”

“Shit, Care.” I clear my throat and still keep my eyes on her. “I don’t know what’s going on and what this is,” I start to say, “and I’m not going to lie. I’m going to be straight up with you. I want you, Care, but not here and not like this,” I explain and rub her arms. “I need to make sure that
you’re
sure because once we do this there’s no turning back.”

“Mase, I want you. More than anything. All I know is I think about you a lot. I think about your lips on me and touching me all over. It feels like I’m cheating on Evan, but I’m not. It sucks. He’s gone and I know he’s not coming back. We’ve known each other for so long and you’re here for me.”

“That’s the thing. I’m convenient for you and that’s okay. I will give you whatever you need.” I lean in and kiss her again. “If you need a friend I’m here. If you need a boyfriend I’m here. If you need a fuck buddy I am here.” Leaning my forehead against hers I need her to understand my intentions. “This isn’t what I planned for. I need you to know that. I need you to know I came here to protect you and make sure you’re okay. I know you’re not ready and I’m not ready either. Maybe something is happening between us. Maybe we should see where it goes.”

“I’d like that. Just to let you know you’ll always be more than a friends with benefits. I don’t want to use you.”

“Use me if you have to.”

“Let’s take it slow and see where we go. Let me control this because I don’t know what I’m doing. I need to feel like I have some sort of hold on this. Mistakes will happen, but those mistakes will help me learn. It’ll help us learn.”

“Sounds like a plan. Whatever you need I’ll give to you.” I tell her and I mean it. This isn’t something I won’t take seriously. Caroline doesn’t deserve mediocre. She deserves gold-the best.

“Thank you, Mase.”

“Let’s go back to the movie and then we’ll go grocery shopping.”

“Okay.” She kisses me again and slowly gets off me. When her eyes land on my cock she gives me a look. “Are you going to be okay?”

“Yeah sure. Don’t worry.” I know damn well my balls are going to hurt like shit.