A Second Chance at Forever (Chance #2)

by K. B. Andrews

  A Second Chance At Forever

  The Chance Series Book Two

  K.B. Andrews

  Contents

  1. Mason

  2. Lennox

  3. Mason

  4. Lennox

  5. Mason

  6. Lennox

  7. Mason

  8. Lennox

  9. Mason

  10. Lennox

  11. Mason

  12. Lennox

  13. Mason

  14. Lennox

  15. Mason

  16. Lennox

  17. Mason

  18. Lennox

  19. Mason

  20. Lennox

  Acknowledgments

  A Word to My Readers

  About the Author

  Copyright © 2017 K.B. Andrews

  A Second Chance at Forever

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  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Disclaimer: The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature adults.

  Thank you for purchasing “A Second Chance at Forever”

  For Sarah,

  you know why…

  1

  Mason

  Five years later…

  I woke with my alarm clock blaring in my ears. I rolled across the bed and smacked it off the table and into the wall, silencing it. Running my hands through my hair and across my face, I forced myself from bed.

  I made my way into the bathroom and turned on the shower, needing to get ready for another day of the same shit life I had been living for five long years. As I stripped down for the shower, I checked my reflection in the mirror. I noticed my dark hair was longer than I usually let it grow and I ran my hands over my scruff covered face.

  I need to get this shit under control.

  Between working all day at my late father’s shop and the second job I had picked up to occupy my time, I hadn’t had time to shave. Making a mental note to hit up a barbershop, I turned on the radio and stepped into the hot shower.

  I immediately regretted it.

  My ex-girlfriend and country music star was singing her heart out while breaking what was left of mine. I made the biggest mistake of my life letting her go off to pursue her dreams of becoming a country music artist and I got left in the dust as soon as her dream career took off.

  Lennox Madison moved into my small town when I was nineteen-years-old. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in her white sundress and bare feet. As stupid as it sounds, the moment my eyes landed on her, I was in love. She shook me to my very core.

  I washed quickly so I could get out and turn off the radio before her memory stirred parts of my body that I didn’t want to deal with.

  Stomping from the shower, I pushed the power button on the radio with a little too much force, jamming the button into the radio, but at least I didn’t have to hear the rest of that song.

  Lennox and I had promised each other that we wouldn’t let the distance come between us. Like all long-distance relationships, we eventually drifted apart.

  We made it about a year before I had to call it quits. We had plans to visit each other and to have video chats, but her busy schedule didn’t allow it as often as we needed.

  Once her career took off, people started to take notice of her.

  Her manager put her together with the biggest celebrities for publicity. That’s when things started going south. Rumors started flying about her dating, then visits got canceled and we started going weeks without talking.

  As much as I loved her, I couldn’t do it any longer. It broke my heart to hear her on the radio and to see her on the arm of another man. A man I had nothing on. I wasn’t rich or famous, I had nothing left to offer her.

  I had no choice but to try to move on. Just the memory of her alone was enough to hold me back, always waiting. I knew she was never coming back to me, but if she did, I couldn’t have denied her.

  I was wrapped around her little finger from the first day I laid eyes on her. I’d tried everything to get on with my life.

  I threw myself into my work and restoring my old house. I started coaching the high school soccer team. I dated girls and had more one night stands than I could count, but nothing worked. I had decided that nothing was ever going to work. She was always going to be the one that held my heart, the one that got away.

  I jumped into my truck and headed for the shop. My father had passed away several years before, leaving my brother and I the family business he built from the ground up. He left me the house and the boat rental shop while my brother got the bar and grill.

  We offered watercraft rental and sold fishing bait, drinks, snacks, and anything else you would need to have a fun day on the ocean. Then, when you were sunburnt and beat from a day on the water, you could walk the short distance up to the grill and have a cold beer and a hot meal.

  It was a pretty good set up, really. If you wanted that life.

  I didn’t. I had a full ride on a soccer scholarship.

  Did I take it?

  Nope.

  After my dad passed away, I had obligations. I couldn’t leave my brother to take care of everything alone, so I stayed and took the life that was forced upon me. That was when I met her.

  I was pissed off and bitter about being robbed of my dream when she walked into my life. But she made everything better.

  She tipped my world upside down and was my first love, my only love.

  There hadn’t been a day gone by that I didn’t think of her. I tried my best to leave her where she left me, in the past. But nothing worked for me. I knew I was doomed to live out the rest of my life feeling like half a person.

  I pulled into the shop almost an hour later and walked in. Joey, a lady that had worked at the shop since my dad opened it, was already there and setting up for the day. “Good morning, honey. How are you doing?” she asked from behind the counter.

  I went straight to the coffee pot. I poured a cup and topped it off with sugar before turning for my office. “As good as ever, I guess.”

  “There are a few forms on your desk for you to sign and Trent said something about the computers not wanting to come on in the rental office.”

  I was heading toward my office until I heard that. I turned around mid-step and walked back out the door to help Trent.

  Once upon a time, we did rentals in the shop. But once everything went digital, Joey couldn’t get the hang of it, not to mention she was too old to mind the store and hand out rental agreements. Back before my dad died, we built a small building off the dock that held everything needed to rent a boat. In a way, it sort of helped. People could
look around at the boats on the dock and see which one they wanted.

  I made it to the rental counter and found Trent lying on the floor messing with wires under the desk.

  “What the fuck are you doing down there?” I asked with a slight kick to his ribs.

  “Ouch. Fuck man, you didn’t have to kick me,” he stared me down. “I’m trying to get this computer on before we open. You wanna help me or stand around kicking the shit out of me?”

  “How long have you been messing with that shit?” I took a sip of coffee, not bothering to help.

  “Like thirty fucking minutes. Are you going to help or not? It’s your place, I wouldn’t mind having the day off.” Trent stood from the floor and wiped the dust from his ass.

  I looked at Trent, his face was red and covered in a sheen of sweat. I leaned over and pushed the switch on the power strip, that the computer was plugged into, and offered him a grin.

  “Are you fucking kidding me?” He pushed the power button on the computer and watched as it started up.

  “Gotta be smarter than what you’re working with.” I gave him a slap on the back and headed toward the door.

  Trent followed behind me and flipped the sign to open. “Did you turn that off just to fuck with me?”

  “No, I got more important shit to do than to watch you sweat your ass off over a power button,” I opened the door and let in the first customer of the day. “Good morning, Mr. Edmonds,” I greeted the old man that rented the same boat every week. He rented that boat so much, he could have bought his own.

  He grunted as a response and walked past me to retrieve the key to his favorite fishing boat. Trent didn’t even look up from the computer, he just handed over the key.

  I stood with the door open and watched as the old man walked out, not even acknowledging I was there. I laughed to myself quietly before leaving Trent to play on his phone.

  I walked down the dock with coffee in hand. I looked out over the ocean and breathed in deeply, letting the salty air sink into my senses. That ocean held so many of my secrets.

  I had always loved the ocean and couldn’t dream of living anywhere else. The only thing was, the ocean and I hadn’t had the same relationship since Lennox left.

  I know that sounds stupid, but it’s true. I used to go out on my boat, all alone. I would sit back, have a couple of beers and fish or just sit and think. The sounds of the ocean and its waves that beat against the boat, made everything fall away. When I was out there, it was just me and the ocean.

  Somehow, the one thing I had going for me, turned into something that I shared with her. When she took off, she left me at home, but took my heart with her. I knew I was being a dumbass holding out for her, but a person can’t live without their heart. There was a piece of me missing and I hadn’t been the same since. Neither had the ocean, not since it knew all our secrets.

  I pulled my eyes away from the water and took a deep breath. I hoped to exhale all thought of her.

  It was hell living every day when you knew you would never be happy again. What was the point in living when you knew your best days were behind you? The only thing I had, was that ocean and its constant reminder of the past.

  When I wanted to forget about her that was where I went. I took to the ocean to let it wash away all anger and resentment. I may have hoped that it would swallow me up, so I didn’t have to live with the constant pain of losing her. The constant reminder that she was out there living her life just fine without me.

  With my heart pounding so hard I could hear it in my ears, something that always happened when I thought about Lennox, I made my way back to my office.

  After signing a ton of paperwork, I leaned back in my chair and kicked my feet up on the desk. I opened the computer and did like I always did. I searched the web for anything new about Lennox.

  Just as I typed her name into the search bar, I heard the bell ring from above the shop door, indicating a customer had walked in.

  “Is Mason in his office?” Nicole asked.

  Without hearing a reply from Joey, or a knock on the door, she walked in.

  I closed the computer quickly and looked up to see her walk around my desk. She turned my chair, knocking my feet off the edge, and pulled herself into my lap, straddling me.

  “You didn’t call me back last night,” she pouted before pressing her lips to mine.

  Nicole and I had been hanging out for a few months. It wasn’t serious, at least not on my end. I was upfront with her and told her that it wouldn’t ever go anywhere, but she agreed to keep it casual.

  We went on dates and we fucked around, but it was always clear. If you wanted to see someone else, you were more than welcome.

  She was my distraction and nothing more.

  I think the only reason I picked her was because she reminded me of Lennox with her long dark hair and green eyes. Other than that, nothing was the same. Nothing about her compared to Lennox, but she satisfied the need that was there.

  I broke the kiss. “I know, I fell asleep. I hope you didn’t wait up.”

  “I gave up and went out with Clint.” She shrugged before pulling me back in for another kiss that went deeper.

  I broke away and eyed her. “You better stop teasing me before I bend you over this desk,” I threatened in a heavy voice.

  “What do you think I came all the way down here for?” She leaned back in, but I had her out of my lap and against the desk in a second.

  With her palms, flat on the desk, I slid up the loose dress she was wearing, revealing her black thong, and forcefully yanked it down her hips.

  I opened my desk drawer and pulled out a condom before freeing myself from my jeans. I slid it on and pushed into her with one thrust.

  I held her hips tightly and pounded into her with my eyes closed, trying my hardest to make myself believe she was someone else. That was the way it always was. I had to make myself believe whoever I was with was Lennox.

  She moaned as I moved in and out of her with quick movements. She didn’t sound anything like Lennox and I almost lost my concentration.

  I pictured Lennox beneath me, dark curls splayed out across the pillow, her back arching, nails digging into my skin, and that face she made when I would make her come.

  Just as my orgasm surfaced, she tightened around me and I knew she achieved the reason she had shown up.

  Still picturing Lennox in my mind, I finished and filled the condom. I opened my eyes to see Nicole bent over in front of me. I withdrew myself quickly and turned my back to her.

  I didn’t know why I did that to myself. I knew when it was over, I would only be more pissed off than before. I hated that I couldn’t let her go. I hated that I had to use Nicole and imagine Lennox just to get off. I had tried not thinking about Lennox during sex with other women, it never ended well.

  I pulled off the condom and tossed it in the trash before fixing my pants. I turned to see her pulling up her panties and fixing her dress. “Not messing around this morning, are you?” she teased.

  I sat back down in my chair and wheeled myself up to the desk. “I’m not in the mood today, Nicole.”

  I didn’t know why she still came around. I basically treated her like shit. I fucked her and took her out sometimes, but other than that, there was nothing.

  With her hand on the doorknob, she turned back to me. “Can we go out tonight? There’s something I want to talk to you about.”

  I opened the computer and let my eyes drift over the screen that was covered in pictures of Lennox. “I can’t tonight, I have to coach. I can do lunch if you want.” Being the asshole I was, I didn’t even bother looking up from the computer.

  “Okay, I will be there at noon.” She let herself out of the office and I didn’t take my eyes away from my computer screen. I couldn’t, I needed to see Lennox’s bright green eyes and pretend it was me she was looking at.

  Once I heard the door close, I dropped my eyes from the computer and held my head in my hands.

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sp; What the fuck am I doing? I shouldn’t be treating her this way. Sure, she knows I’m only in it for one thing, but when did that become me? I never used to use women. That’s my brother, not me.

  I pushed the thoughts away and turned my attention back to the computer screen.

  I flipped through picture after picture. She was still as beautiful as ever. She had changed over the years. Grew into herself, you could say. She wore more makeup than she ever did, but she was still breathtaking with her long curls and emerald green eyes.

  I noticed she had become better at faking a smile. I looked over the forced smile on her face and missed the smile that she saved only for me. I looked at her pictures every day but never saw that smile.

  After looking through the pictures, my eyes landed on a headline that wasn’t there the day before.

  It read, Lennox Madison accepts proposal from Hollywood bad boy, Chris Meyer.

  I clicked on the link and it brought up a picture of Lennox and a guy leaving a fancy restaurant. They both had big smiles on their faces and I instantly wanted to smash the computer. I scrolled down to the article.

  It has been confirmed that Hollywood bad boy, Chris Meyer, proposed to girlfriend, Lennox Madison! Chris Meyer, known for his hit roles in, ‘The End’ and ‘Fight Fest’ proposed last night at Chateau Marmont Restaurant where his girlfriend, Lennox Madison, known for her hit records, “I’m Still Yours” and “Don’t Stop Waiting” accepted his proposal. Sources say they plan on having a small wedding later this year before Lennox goes back on tour. These two have been the talk of the town for the last six months and don’t seem to be slowing down anytime soon.

  I felt my face heat up as my blood pressure skyrocketed.

  She’s getting married? How the fuck can she do this?

  I slammed the computer shut and pushed myself away from the desk. I knew Lennox wouldn’t come back to me, but deep down, I still held out hope. Seeing that she was getting married, those hopes flew right out the window.