CheckMate 4: Winner Takes All
her hand in the air like she was in church, and then said, “Amen.” she chimed in.  
     
    Monty ignored her smart remark and continued. “I can’t lie. I got distracted by MiKayla. I don’t know what it was that drew me to her, but it was something or I was just crazy and thinking with my other head.”
     
    “Now that could explain it.” Candy said with a slick roll of the eyes. “Seriously though, I can see how. She’s a pretty girl.” Candy softly said. “She has business about herself and if nothing else it seemed like she loved you.”
     
    “She’s not you, though. I don’t know what I was thinking. These past few weeks have been hell on me. It may not look like it, but trust me. I’m going through it.”
     
    “I think you’re only feeling this way, because of Brendon.”
     
    Monty stood up, feeling somewhat irritated by her saying that. “I’m feeling this way, because I fucked up a good thing. Yes, it bothers me that you’re seeing my cousin. I mean, who would’ve ever seen that one coming? But, I’ve had nothing but time to think things through. Plus, you know how Catherine Banks is. She’s been giving it to my ass so bad that I’d been looking for a nice bachelor pad of my own just to have a lil peace.” He said with a grin to try and play off his real feelings.
     
    “Yeah, trust me I knooooow,” Candy dragged with a smile on her face. “She and I spoke the other morning when she came over. Once she gets started there ain’t no stopping her.”
     
    “Tell me about it.” Monty said with a light chuckle.
     
    “Well, for the record. Brendon and I aren’t seeing each other. I had a talk with him yesterday and I feel that I need to focus on me and my life and less on having a man in it to fulfill my needs.”
     
    Monty smiled. “That’s smart thinking.”
     
    “I bet it is.” Candy chimed in. “Speaking with your mom opened my eyes to a lot of things. She definitely keeps it real. Then my mom called and they gave me the same advice. How could I not take heed when the most important women in my life are giving me the same woman to woman talk?”
     
    “No man defines who I am. Brendon is definitely every woman’s dream, from what I can tell, but your mom is right. I should really slow down and take my time before jumping right back into another relationship with anybody. That doesn’t mean that I’m gonna stop being good friends with him or that we won’t hang, but I’m not giving up the goods. Not yet, anyway.” She said with a slick smile since it seemed that Monty was bothered anytime she’d mention that.
     
    Monty simply shook his head at her as he headed for the front door. He checked his Rolex, noticing that it was almost ten o’clock. “I don’t mean to cut this talk short, but I gotta run. I have a meeting with a client at eleven.”
     
    “That’s fine,” Candy said as she walked him to the door. “I’ll pick up MJ tomorrow when I get off if that’s cool.”
     
    “I never said that you couldn’t come by and get him. You chose to stop coming.”
     
    “I know, but I’m glad that we had this talk. I feel so much better.” He told her.
     
    “Well, do me a favor and talk with your cousin. He needs you and he loves you, too. I hate that y’all aren’t talking, because of me. That’s crazy. Y’all were too close for that.”
     
    Monty nodded his head. “I hear you,” he said, but it was a part of him that was mad at Brendon for even trying Candy.
     
    “I’m serious, Monty. Y’all need to talk.” She said hitting him on the arm.
     
    “I hear you,” Monty repeated, and then without notice he leaned in and kissed Candy softly on the lips. The sweet, unexpected kiss caught her completely off guard as she stood there. “I know you don’t look at me the same anymore and I can’t blame you, but I want you to know that I’m truly sorry. You were everything that I needed in a woman. I was just too blind to see it. Do what you feel you

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