All Chapters of My Perfect Mess: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Josh is standing behind me and I am sitting on Mason's lap. My back is to him so he can’t see my face. I cannot turn around, Mason better not turn me around. If someone says my name I am going to die and they be dead too.  Mason ~”Baby girl I will be right back.”  Josh ~”

....Josh's POV.....  I have had it with this woman. She is so out of control it makes my head spin. Never in my life have I been in such a fucked up relationship. Every time we see each other it ends up in a fight and we break up and not speak for weeks. Then while we not speaking she goes for the first cock that walks. I feel like a toy to her in her crazy messed up world.  But I love her.

This is going to be my final plan.  I am really for real done fucking around with my life and with all these men. If this does not work then it does not work.  To get this to work I must make sure that everything happens at the right place at exactly the right time. The only way that is going to work is to sit and wait. 

…Josh POV…Becca has just made me the happiest man in the world. In my heart I know that this time, things will be different. I think we are yet to be proven that one of her plans are not going to fail this time.So as I follow her to the room, she is not in be, but I can hear the water of the shower running. As I shred my body from clothing, I give myself a once-off over in front of the tall mirror. With biceps that clench and flex, and abs that tighten with every move, I make my way over to the hot and steamy shower.And hot and steamy is my Becca waiting for me in nothing but her tiny red lace panties on.Josh ~”Well this is a new for you. You are actually wearing panties for a change.”She only waves me off and start to work her hands around my body, feeling each crevasse, each line, along with my perfect physique. She presses her soft lips against my skin. Then she pulls me into the shower. I will let her be in contro

…Josh POV…I am taking Becca away; I think after the past three months, we need to take this break away from everything. We need to find each other again. So we are finding our way out to Scotland; Becca loves the beautiful open spaces with mountains and the lush brush and trees as fat as the eyes can see.This morning it is abuzz around the cabin, I am struggling to get her to settle on something to wear, and of course, she is doing last-minute packing. She has never been one that is prepared, but I love this girl so much she can take the whole day; I really don't care.But there is a limit, "Becca, can we get going? I don't want to leave too late.""Just give me five more minutes."I turn around and lie on my back again. As I stare at the ceiling, I start counting the minutes down."It has been five minutes, Becca."She softly chuckles at me; she knows exactly what I was doing; she only but frowns and me and continues