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The irony that I also taught her to fuck and ended up hurting her way worse than any of those boys is not lost on me.
“You don’t want this.” She moves into my arms and wraps hers around me. “I know you love me.” “I do,” I tell her honestly. I wasn’t about to lie to her after all we’d been through and I wasn’t about to let her think that this wasn’t going to be hard on me as well. “I do love you. But sometimes, love isn’t enough. Sometimes loving someone means letting them go.”
“Yeah, you’re fucked. He looks like a man that came here to play zero games.”
“Yes, Mason. I am insane. I let the woman I love slip right through my fingers. I want her back and I want her back now.”
“I just… I thought I’d have more time.” “More time for what?” I whisper. “For a second chance with you.”
“I thought about you every day for three years.
“You think I give a fuck? You could be married with three kids, and you’d still belong to me.”
“You’re going to listen to what I have to say before you make the biggest fucking mistake of your life.”
That I was it for her. Her soulmate. The love of her life.
“I used to think that your tits had the power to make me do anything.” I chuckle. “All you’d have to do is pull your top off and I’d be on my knees in front of you.”
“I love you.” Her eyes widen and I shrug, laying all my cards out on the table once in for all. “I’ve always loved you. I’ve never stopped loving you. Don’t marry him.”
“Can’t say that I do. I went to three bachelor parties while we were together and I distinctly remember demanding nudes from you every four hours. So don’t hand me that drunk mistake bullshit because I could have been so drunk I didn’t remember my own name, but I damn sure always knew yours.”
“I never agreed to play fair. Another man asked you to marry him. As far as I’m concerned, he declared war on me first. And you know what they say about love and war.”
“Whitney, I haven’t slept with anyone.” My head cocks to the side. “What do you mean?”
“While we’ve been apart, I haven’t been with anyone else,” he says just before his lips form a straight line. “You’re the last woman I’ve slept with.”
“I just want you. I need you. I feel you underneath my skin every second. I felt you in every painful beat of my heart when we were apart.” I remember feeling something similar.
“I’ve never loved anyone or anything the way I love you, baby. Ever. I’ve loved you from the second I knew you’d exist.”
“Mom, I’m so sorry that I did this to us. That I had a hand in destroying a relationship that you held so dear. But I do love him, and I want to be with him and I can’t apologize for that. I can’t spend the rest of my life apologizing for falling in love with your best friend.”
