My Second Chance at Love

Sweet surprises

Andrew’s POV…

That was better than I could have imagined. She just kept begging me when she came the last time to always let her be enough. Why does she keep questioning herself? If I would have nutted any harder my balls would have come out. That was… s**t. There’s no damn words. I’m in the bathroom, cleaning myself up. She deserves so much better than the jackass she’s been with. She deserves so much better than the asshole I’ve always been. I want to be more than the closed off asshole for her. I want to stay. I don’t want to run from her. I don’t want to push her away. The realization hits my chest so hard.

I reach over and decide to run her a bath. I search for bubble bath, but she doesn’t have any. I met her right around Valentine’s Day, but I didn’t say s**t about it. I’m an ass. I start the water and pour some of her soap in. I go to her room and she’s still laying there. Damn, I can’t lose her. I walk over to her and kiss her so hard, then I scoop her up and walk her to the bathroom. I kiss her the entire way there. Then I set her gently in the tub.

“Here babe. I was rough. Get a bath. Relax. Im gonna get dressed and go get your couch. I’ll grab us a movie and something for dinner on the way back. Got any requests?”

She just stared at me wide eyed. “I don’t have a DVD player.”

“Alright. Scratch that then. What would you like for supper?”

“I love Mexican. It’s my favorite.”

“Okay. I’ve got ya. I’ll be back in a couple of hours, okay babe? Just relax, take your time, and dry your hair when you get done.” I lean over and kiss her hard again. She relaxes into my kiss and it’s like everything in my life clicks into place.

I go strip the bed of the sheets. I head downstairs and throw my clothes on. I look at her entertainment center. She’s got a tiny tv on it, maybe 17 inches. There’s got to be over a hundred DVDs. I walk into the kitchen and look at the drinks. She’s got a single bottle of white wine and a bottle of whiskey. There’s some bottled water too. I start her sheets in the wash after I throw my wet clothes in the dryer.

I grab my wallet, keys, her keys, and my phone. I lock her door on my way out. I go first to the store where we got her couch. I go in and pick it up. We load it into the back of the truck. I walk back in find some sheets, grab them, and ask about TVs and DVD players. She’s gonna kill me. The guy shows me some flat screen TV. It’s not top of the line but it’s nice. It’s a 40 inch. I think it’ll fit in her entertainment center. God I’ve got to hurry. He grabs some DVD player that’s around $50. I tell him they’re both fine. He rings me up. I don’t even look at the total, I just swipe my card. I don’t have rent, so I have plenty of money saved up.

I tell him to load it all up. As he’s getting it loaded I call my favorite Mexican restaurant and order fajitas for two, chicken, steak, and shrimp. I order chips and cheese dip as well. I hang up. I’ve got fifteen minutes before the food is done. I hop in the truck and head to the gas station. I grab some Mexican beer and a case Coke Zero. I think that’s what she ordered at the Chinese restaurant at lunch. I put all of that in the truck and head to pick up our food. I’ve been gone for forty minutes at this point. She’s probably just getting out of the tub. I walk in and pay for our food, grab it, and walk out. I’ve got a ten minute drive.

I pull in and park in front of her door. I unlock it and hear her hairdryer. I sigh in relief. I quickly unload the TV and DVD player. I have them in place and hooked up before her hair dryer shuts off. I step out and grab our food and bring it in. I take it and put it in the microwave to keep warm. I hear the hairdryer turn off.

“Hey Emma. I’m back. Take your time babe.”

I quickly walk back out to get the drinks. I bring them to her fridge. She’s gonna be so pissed. I know I spent too much on her, but she deserves to be spoiled. Finally, I walk back out and start to unload the couch. It’s gonna be a b***h. Not because it’s heavy, but because it’s awkward as all hell. I’m bringing it through the door when Emma stops at the bottom of the stairs. She just stares open mouthed at me. I know my muscles are on full display, but when she looks at me like that it’s hard not to pounce on her right then and there.

I set the couch down on the free wall across from the stairs. I go shut her door and lock it, then look at her fully. She’s got her hair down and wavy with no makeup on. She smells like heaven. It’s obvious she doesn’t have on a bra and she’s wearing a black satin robe that’s got a tie string thing to keep it shut. I walk to her and fully embrace her. I’ve missed her entirely too much. I squeeze her harder than I meant to and then I ruin it.

“Promise me you won’t get mad. I’ll explain it all, just promise you won’t get mad.”

She looks up at me and frowns, dropping the hug. “What did you do?”

I don’t even try to answer. I just grab her hand and walk her to her couch. I sit down and pull her into my lap. Straight across from us is her entertainment center with her brand new TV and DVD player. She threw her hand to her mouth and gasped.

“Why?”

“Emma, I’m gone for three weeks out of the month. I’m home for one. I stay with Zac or my mom. Sometimes, if I want privacy, I rent a hotel, but I don’t have rent. My truck is almost paid off. I don’t have any other bills. I make damn good money. I want to do things for you. I want to spoil you. You deserve it. If you decide you don’t want me around and want me to take it all when I leave, I will. Call it mine. I don’t give a s**t. You deserve nice s**t Em.”

“Why, Andrew? You’ve told me so many times that you’re an asshole. Assholes don’t do this for people. Why are you treating me so good? Why are you so sweet?”

With every question she looked deeper into my soul with her eyes. She began kissing me softly afterwards too.

“F**kin hell, Emma, I care about you. Shit.” It comes out so mean, mainly because I didn’t want it to come out. I knew she could see it though so there was no hiding it, but then she smiles at me deliciously and kisses me again.

“I knew you did, mister.”

I start running my hand up and down her thigh and she leans her head on my shoulder. We stay like this for a while. Just enjoying each other.

“You sore, babe? I know that I was rough earlier.”

“Honestly, yeah, but oh my god if that’s what amazing s*x is, I can’t go back. You’ve spoiled me, not just with things but with your thing.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and started to giggle.

“Good to know, cause girl you’ve ruined me for all others. Think I’m playin? I’ve never spent more than a couple hundred bucks on a girl, other than the one I was engaged to. I’ve never spent the night driving to see a girl. I’m whooped, according to Zac.”

She’s running a finger through my beard and just giggling. She climbs up and straddles my hips and begins to nip around my jaw. I’m a dead man walking when she’s around. I swear I’m gonna die of a heart attack from how crazy my pulse is.

“Thank you. Thank you for showing me that I’m worth it, that I’m worth time and effort. I think I’d truly forgotten my worth,” she then grabbed my face and tilted it and kissed me full of passion on the mouth. This time I’m the one who has to break the kiss. I’m breathing ragged and I swear I’ve lost my composure. She’s gonna be my undoing.

“Let’s eat, Andrew. It smells wonderful.”