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serious. “Fine,” I said finally. “I’ll take your word for now. I’m going whip up an article I want you to post along with the video.”
“Oh yeah. I was going to ask you about that. What did you have in mind?”
I tapped my fingers thoughtfully against my cheek, my excitement pushing away the foreboding I’d felt moments before. “Um, I think something simple, and let viewers draw their own conclusion. Along the lines of . . . this video was sent to me by an anonymous individual. Viewers are invited to come to their own conclusions as to the identity of the man in this video. Something like that.”
“Hmm. Sounds good.”
Done with his breakfast, Mason pushed back his plate and became silent, his sparkling green eyes stabbing into me.
I shifted in my seat, literally squirming beneath his gaze.
“What?” I asked.
“You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman,” he said softly. “I always thought you would, but to see it in person . . .” he trailed off, his eyes boring into my face.
Blood rushed to my cheeks.
Did he really just say that? I must’ve been hearing things.
An embarrassed expression came over his face as if he’d let something slip that he desperately didn’t want me to know. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that . . .”
I reached out to grab his hand. I wanted to hear more. “No please—”
He jerked his hand away from me like he’d just been stung by a bee, and stood up from his chair. “Mind cleaning all this up?” Mason asked, though it was more like an order. He took off my pink apron, the poor thing looking like it was practically tearing at the seams. “And then write that article. I gotta go make some calls before we leave.”
Turning his back on me, he walked away, leaving me feeling dazed and confused.
Mason
F uck , I thought as I paced back and forth on the porch of the small cabin. Get a hold of yourself, Mason.
I’d only been around Carly for a few hours, not counting when I was asleep, and those old emotions were already creeping back up. I thought that I’d conquered those feelings already, but I’d drudged them back up at the sight of her.
It was torture, holding back my desire — something so alien to me. I’m used to either using my charm to get what I want, or easier, having women practically throw themselves at me. It was only day two. Day two. How the fuck was I going to make it? I’d probably die from blue balls soon.
Maybe I should just give in, give her a good fuck, and both of us could get it out of our system and focus. She clearly wants me as bad as I want her. That would totally work , I thought to myself sarcastically.
The image of her walking around in those tiny little shorts back when I lived at home sashayed through my mind, filling me with primal urges.
Pushing Carly from my thoughts, I dug into my pocket and brought out one of my phones. A push of a button and several rings later, someone picked up.
“Yo,” greeted a high-pitched voice.
I grunted. “Shadow.”
“Hello, Razor.”
“What’s the situation?” I asked.
“So far? Some detectives interviewed your father.”
“Any idea on what he told them? I don’t think he knows anything.”
“No clue. No one seems to know where you’re at, but you can bet your ass it won’t be long before they do.”
“Anything else I should know?”
There was a long pause before he answered. “Maddy is on to you.”
Ugh.
“I need your help keeping her off my back for a while.” It stung my pride to ask for help, but Carly was involved now. I needed to take every precaution.
Maybe I made a mistake in coming here.
I could’ve done it on my own, but under panic, the only person I could think of trusting was Carly. Being able to jumpstart her career was just icing on the cake and something I didn’t even think of initially.
“I’ll do my best,” Shadow replied. “But be warned, you have so many people looking for you.” Shadow paused. “Seriously Razor,
“Oh yeah. I was going to ask you about that. What did you have in mind?”
I tapped my fingers thoughtfully against my cheek, my excitement pushing away the foreboding I’d felt moments before. “Um, I think something simple, and let viewers draw their own conclusion. Along the lines of . . . this video was sent to me by an anonymous individual. Viewers are invited to come to their own conclusions as to the identity of the man in this video. Something like that.”
“Hmm. Sounds good.”
Done with his breakfast, Mason pushed back his plate and became silent, his sparkling green eyes stabbing into me.
I shifted in my seat, literally squirming beneath his gaze.
“What?” I asked.
“You’ve grown into such a beautiful woman,” he said softly. “I always thought you would, but to see it in person . . .” he trailed off, his eyes boring into my face.
Blood rushed to my cheeks.
Did he really just say that? I must’ve been hearing things.
An embarrassed expression came over his face as if he’d let something slip that he desperately didn’t want me to know. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that . . .”
I reached out to grab his hand. I wanted to hear more. “No please—”
He jerked his hand away from me like he’d just been stung by a bee, and stood up from his chair. “Mind cleaning all this up?” Mason asked, though it was more like an order. He took off my pink apron, the poor thing looking like it was practically tearing at the seams. “And then write that article. I gotta go make some calls before we leave.”
Turning his back on me, he walked away, leaving me feeling dazed and confused.
Mason
F uck , I thought as I paced back and forth on the porch of the small cabin. Get a hold of yourself, Mason.
I’d only been around Carly for a few hours, not counting when I was asleep, and those old emotions were already creeping back up. I thought that I’d conquered those feelings already, but I’d drudged them back up at the sight of her.
It was torture, holding back my desire — something so alien to me. I’m used to either using my charm to get what I want, or easier, having women practically throw themselves at me. It was only day two. Day two. How the fuck was I going to make it? I’d probably die from blue balls soon.
Maybe I should just give in, give her a good fuck, and both of us could get it out of our system and focus. She clearly wants me as bad as I want her. That would totally work , I thought to myself sarcastically.
The image of her walking around in those tiny little shorts back when I lived at home sashayed through my mind, filling me with primal urges.
Pushing Carly from my thoughts, I dug into my pocket and brought out one of my phones. A push of a button and several rings later, someone picked up.
“Yo,” greeted a high-pitched voice.
I grunted. “Shadow.”
“Hello, Razor.”
“What’s the situation?” I asked.
“So far? Some detectives interviewed your father.”
“Any idea on what he told them? I don’t think he knows anything.”
“No clue. No one seems to know where you’re at, but you can bet your ass it won’t be long before they do.”
“Anything else I should know?”
There was a long pause before he answered. “Maddy is on to you.”
Ugh.
“I need your help keeping her off my back for a while.” It stung my pride to ask for help, but Carly was involved now. I needed to take every precaution.
Maybe I made a mistake in coming here.
I could’ve done it on my own, but under panic, the only person I could think of trusting was Carly. Being able to jumpstart her career was just icing on the cake and something I didn’t even think of initially.
“I’ll do my best,” Shadow replied. “But be warned, you have so many people looking for you.” Shadow paused. “Seriously Razor,
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