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-The way it is-
Days later, Candice decides to water her rose bush. She stood back and smile at the sight of it. "Aw it's so beautiful." A loud car coming down the street interrupted her thoughts. It was a black Mercedes-Benz with tinted windows, and it park in front of her home. Her face drop when the man exited the car. "So, am I paying for this house?" He asked her adjusting his expensive suite. "I mean man Candice, you're a definition of a gold digger."
"I wish I would have married you for your money. No feelings would be involved." Candice crossed her arms.
Her ex husband began to walk towards her. "The divorce is almost final, last chance baby to beg for me back."
"Listen to me Kurt Angle, years ago you were like a drug to me I had to have you. But, I went to rehab. Besides I got served with the papers. You should be begging me back."
Kurt removed his sun glasses. "You need me, face it."
"Actually, no I don't need you!" Kurt grabs her by the arm. Her wedding ring was still on her ring finger. "Oh really, what's this? You still want me though. The facts are on your finger baby."
"Hey!" Both Candice and Kurt's head turned. "Is there a problem?" Candice got a closer look, she smiled when she figured it was Mark.
"Mind your own business!" Kurt hollered.
Mark switched his gears in park and hopped out. "This is my neighborhood, and this is my business. Now I suggest you leave."
Candice got turned on how much of a bad ass Mark was. Kurt kissed Candice on the hand. "This isn't over." He whispered.
Both Candice and Mark watched him drive off. "Should I have to guess who that was?"
"No, that's my ex-husband." Candice replied. "Thanks."
"No problem. But, you owe me." Mark smiled.
Candice placed her hands on her hips. Even in a pair of jeans and a plain white shirt she was still seductive and sexy. "Well......you know where I live."
That evening Scott, and Hunter played pool. Kevin watched from the bar. "Were thinking about doing another dinner." Scott smirks at Hunter and Kevin.
"Chris and I are in. Not too sure about this one." Kevin
Hunter shot the red strip ball into the left corner pocket. "I'm not speaking to that slut."
"Whoa!" Both Hunter and Scott said.
"She gave me a STD-"
"Okay that was shitty,but I would at least told her that I had it." Kevin said. "She was testing you bro."
"After I found out I had it, I didn't sleep with her-"
"Are smoking that pipe! Dude, it doesn't matter if you didn't sleep with her or not it was the fact that you didn't tell her you had it."
Hunter looked at Scott. "She screwed Jericho got infected, screwed me and infected me. And she knew all along. She was wrong."
"Maybe you should keep your dick in your pants more often then your woman wouldn't have to put you through a big test like that-"
"I can not believe you two are taking her side. Marriage isn't for everyone." He shot his friends a look. The ringing of Scott's cell phone made him leave the room. Hunter walked over to Kevin. "Listen can you keep a secret?"
"Don't tell me you have herpes too!"
"Shut up! Look, all of us have been friends for a long time. We've seen each other through hell and shit. I'm happy for Scott don't get me wrong....not too long ago I was in Vegas at a party. And, they ordered a bunch of call girls slash strippers."
Kevin looked away from his friend. "That doesn't surprise me that you were there.-"
"Listen, one of the call girls were Alessandra."
"How do you know?"
"I remember faces-"
"You remember faces huh?"
Hunter raised his eyebrow. "You and Mark said the same thing."
"You told Mark?"
"Cause I told him I knew Alessandra from somewhere I just couldn't place my finger on it.-"
"What about Alessandra?" Scott said coming into the room.
Hunter and Kevin stood there frozen. "Well, I was thinking about throwing a bar-b-que at my place and I was asking Kevin do you think Alessandra know how to make-"Hunter stuttered trying to make something up.
"A kick ass seven layer salad-"Kevin helped him.
"Yeah cause I haven't had one of them in a while." Hunter lied. Both Scott and Kevin knew he hate salads.
Scott gave his two best friends a blank stare, damn he wish these wall could talk. "Sure, Ill ask her. So when are you plan on doing this "bar-b-que'? Scott held his fingers up in quotation marks.
"This weekend-"
"Can't do taking her to Miami."
Thank God. "Oh....well maybe next time." Hunter smirks and takes a quick glance at Kevin.
Alessandra and Candice decided to do some catching up by shopping, going to the spa, and lunch.
"A salad is all that you're getting Candice?" She asked her friend.
"Yeah I don't want to ruin my possiable dinner plans with Mark tonight."
Alessandra raised her eyebrow. "What? When did this happen?"
"This morning when I was watering my bush." Alessandra laughed. "Rose bush you dork."
"Oh I was gonna say." She giggled. "I'm sorry keep going."
"When I was doing so, guess who pulled up...........Kurt-"
"Oh my God, why was he here? Why is he in Texas?" Alessandra felt her heart rate go up and she wasn't even working out.
"Clam down, he doesn't even know your here."
"Yeah but what if-"
"Hey Hey, clam down Ally. I got you, he followed me here but he doesn't know your here. I made a promise that I will keep you safe you know that right?"
"Right." Alessandra tried to clam down but she couldn't shake the fear of Kurt begin in the same state as her. "What if he follows you? I mean were together most of the time-"
"So what? What if? All these questions Alessandra. I kept you safe so far."
"Yeah.......okay I'm sorry. I just don't want Scott to know about my past." She spoke finally calming down.
"He won't ,and if he doesn't big deal. Form what I heard that bitch Rebecca say he was Mr.12 steps. So he was either involved in drugs or alcohol-"
"Okay, but I was a call girl."
Candice didn't want to start this conversation. "Let's talk about something else shall we?"
Hunter finally to give Stephanie a call,but it wasn't to talk. He figured it'll be best if he moved out. "Hello?"
"Hey it's me. Can you buzz me up?"
Still not wanting to see the sight of him she rolled her eyes and hit the buzzer. "Sure."
As he made his way inside their penthouse. He gathered his clothes, and placed them inside of his suitcase.
"Are you even going to say anything Hunter?"
"What is there to say? You slept with someone gave me a STD and that's how you tell me at dinner, in front of my friends and two chicks I don't know? You embarrassed the hell out of me what am I suppose to say?"
"Listen Hunter I'm sorry about that. But I didn't know that I had until I went to go take a pregnancy test. The doctor said I had it."
"Pregnancy test?" He stop packing at looked at her.
She ignored his response. "And what a test you fail Hunter, you warned Joanie that you had a STD but didn't bother to tell me. The person you've been with four years you'll put my life in jeopardy?"
"I was going to tell you-"
She tried to hold back her tears. "When? When it was too late?" He didn't reply. "You can show yourself out." Before she could walk away she had the ask him this question before their went to their separate lives. "Are you still in love with her?"
"Yes. But I do love you Stephanie."
With her back still turned to him. She exhaled softly. "Well...........I guess that's the way it is then."
Later on that night, Mark ran his fingers through his jet black short hair. He wanted to grow it out again but it would only make him think of his past. Which was something he hadn't thought about 14 months until Rebecca brought it up a few nights ago. He missed his kids more than anything in the world. Now he only gets to see them on every other weekend. His doorbell rang, all of his bad thoughts drift away when he saw Candice wearing a simple but sexy red dress.
"You should have a permit to wear a dress like that." It was a thought in his mind to say but instead it was spoken outlould. Shit I did it agian!
She blush at the comment ."I made some pasta, my way of saying thank you." She spoke.
Mark adored the way this woman pout her lips. He loved the way the black curls of her hair shaped her face and that body- "Oh....thank you. Would you care to join me?"
"I guess so sure." She entered his home. It was was differently made from hers. Mark had hardwood floors and a black leather sectional. The living room was simple and so was the kitchen. Marble counter top with dark brown wood to complete it. "I'm loving your kitchen." She spoke.
"Thank you, it wasn't my idea thou it was my ex-wife's." He poured a glass of Chardonnay for her and Jack for him.
"You keep Chardonnay?"
"I don't. I just like to make women guest conformable that's all."
"How many woman guest you have?" She smiled. Mark held up the bottle. "As you can see not many." Candice then saw the pictures of two little girl. "Are those your kids?"
"Yeah, my little girls McKenzie and Chloe." He loved them, Candice could tell. Mark stop staring at the pictures of his girls and focus his attention on his guest. "Their eight and four. Did you and your husband have any kids?"
"No, but that would have been a blessing even though the father was a dick."
"Why you two get a divorce?" He didn't mean to ask.
"Got sick a tried of begin sick and tried." She confess. " I was told by others that I could do better but had to open my eyes and see it for myself."
Mark notice she wasn't wearing her wedding ring."Most people have too."
"What was the reason behind yours if you don't mind me asking Mark?"
It took a while for Mark to answer. "I.....I couldn't keep my hands to myself." He spoke softly but Candice heard every word. "I lost everything."
Candice couldn't believe that he felt so comfortable with her. She brushed her hair over her shoulder and placed her hand on the top of Mark's. "You haven't lost everything. I know your girls love you and ask about you every day." He cup the side of her face. She was so beautiful. "So are you going to say something or your just gonna stare me-"
"Stare."
She laughed. "Well, I guess our time is up-"
"It doesn't have to be." His face moved in closer to hers. Should I or shouldn't I?
Quick Candi think of something. "I promise Alessandra I'll help her pack."
Mark raised his eyebrow. "Your not a good lair. Just say I make you nervous and I wont press my lips on yours."
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