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closing the door behind him. I stared at the closed
door and thought about him asking me to stay. Maybe it was a good
idea for me to stay for a while; then again, it could turn into an
absolute disaster.
I turned my attention back to the TV.
I tried to focus on it, but I couldn’t. My mind was filled with too
many thoughts and unanswered questions. I was going stir-crazy. I
wasn’t one to stay cooped up in a room all night. I liked to go out
and explore. I enjoyed the night air.
I decided to walk downstairs and ask
Dawson if it was ok for me to go outside. I knew it would be, but I
figured I better ask permission before I just walked out of the
house. I didn’t want to startle anyone.
I walked to the kitchen, and when I
didn’t find anyone there, I walked to the living room. I looked
everywhere I thought Dawson might be, but he was nowhere to be
found. He’d said he would be downstairs, but it was possible he got
called away or bored. I was betting on the latter. I got bored
myself; that was why I was down roaming around in the first place.
Since I couldn’t find him, I decided to go outside. I figured I
would be safe if I stayed on the porch, at least until I spoke with
Dawson. If I stayed on the porch I would be able to get fresh air,
all while avoiding any issues with the pack.
I stepped out into the porch. The cool
evening air hit my face, and I immediately relaxed. The scent of
the woods was overwhelming. I looked up at the sky. The stars and
moon were so bright away from all the city lights. The woods
surrounding the house were unusually dark. The sound of the night
creatures wandering here and there could be heard if I listened
closely. The place had an enchanting vibe about it. It was a
perfect place for someone like me; someone who liked solitude and
silence.
“ I heard you decided to
stay, Larel.” Mason’s teasing voice startled me a little. He was
walking toward the house. He came out of the woods beside the
house, instead of from the direction I was looking.
I scowled at him. “You don’t have to
sneak up on me.”
“ I wasn’t sneaking, you
just weren’t paying attention,” he countered.
I rolled my eyes and looked back up at
the stars. “What do you want?”
He sighed as he leaned against the
railing next to me. “Why did you let my brother name you?” He
sounded a little disgruntled about it, which didn’t make
sense.
“ I didn’t let him, he just
did. I don’t really mind, anyway. He is right; if I stay, I need a
name,” I said, trying to brush him off. I wasn’t really in the mood
to deal with him, but he wasn’t going to give me a
choice.
“ I could have given you a
better name. I mean, he named you after an old lady,” Mason said,
sounding slightly put out.
“ What would you have named
me?” I asked, watching him.
A grin spread across his face, and I
knew it wasn’t any name I wanted. “I don’t know, maybe Candy, or
Stacy,” he said playfully.
I laughed. “I am going to stick with
Larel. At least with that name my assumed profession isn’t an adult
entertainer,” I said, amused.
“ No, it’s an old lady’s
name,” he said, sounding a little let down.
“ Well, I like my old lady
name. Where did you disappear to, anyway? You missed dinner. Your
brother really knows how to cook,” I said, changing the
subject.
“ He does know how to cook.
He hardly ever cooks though, unless he is trying to impress a
pretty girl,” he said, nudging me.
I rolled my eyes. “There is no
impressing me. You haven’t figured that out yet?”
He sighed in defeat. “I have, but he
hasn’t.”
“ He will,” I said
confidently. I’d never even considered anything romantic with
Dawson. I never really considered anything romantic with Mason
either. They were both very good looking men, but I wasn’t looking
for romance. I was too practical for romance. Just witnessing what
Dawson was going through with Lena and his brother made me
cringe.
Mason didn’t speak
door and thought about him asking me to stay. Maybe it was a good
idea for me to stay for a while; then again, it could turn into an
absolute disaster.
I turned my attention back to the TV.
I tried to focus on it, but I couldn’t. My mind was filled with too
many thoughts and unanswered questions. I was going stir-crazy. I
wasn’t one to stay cooped up in a room all night. I liked to go out
and explore. I enjoyed the night air.
I decided to walk downstairs and ask
Dawson if it was ok for me to go outside. I knew it would be, but I
figured I better ask permission before I just walked out of the
house. I didn’t want to startle anyone.
I walked to the kitchen, and when I
didn’t find anyone there, I walked to the living room. I looked
everywhere I thought Dawson might be, but he was nowhere to be
found. He’d said he would be downstairs, but it was possible he got
called away or bored. I was betting on the latter. I got bored
myself; that was why I was down roaming around in the first place.
Since I couldn’t find him, I decided to go outside. I figured I
would be safe if I stayed on the porch, at least until I spoke with
Dawson. If I stayed on the porch I would be able to get fresh air,
all while avoiding any issues with the pack.
I stepped out into the porch. The cool
evening air hit my face, and I immediately relaxed. The scent of
the woods was overwhelming. I looked up at the sky. The stars and
moon were so bright away from all the city lights. The woods
surrounding the house were unusually dark. The sound of the night
creatures wandering here and there could be heard if I listened
closely. The place had an enchanting vibe about it. It was a
perfect place for someone like me; someone who liked solitude and
silence.
“ I heard you decided to
stay, Larel.” Mason’s teasing voice startled me a little. He was
walking toward the house. He came out of the woods beside the
house, instead of from the direction I was looking.
I scowled at him. “You don’t have to
sneak up on me.”
“ I wasn’t sneaking, you
just weren’t paying attention,” he countered.
I rolled my eyes and looked back up at
the stars. “What do you want?”
He sighed as he leaned against the
railing next to me. “Why did you let my brother name you?” He
sounded a little disgruntled about it, which didn’t make
sense.
“ I didn’t let him, he just
did. I don’t really mind, anyway. He is right; if I stay, I need a
name,” I said, trying to brush him off. I wasn’t really in the mood
to deal with him, but he wasn’t going to give me a
choice.
“ I could have given you a
better name. I mean, he named you after an old lady,” Mason said,
sounding slightly put out.
“ What would you have named
me?” I asked, watching him.
A grin spread across his face, and I
knew it wasn’t any name I wanted. “I don’t know, maybe Candy, or
Stacy,” he said playfully.
I laughed. “I am going to stick with
Larel. At least with that name my assumed profession isn’t an adult
entertainer,” I said, amused.
“ No, it’s an old lady’s
name,” he said, sounding a little let down.
“ Well, I like my old lady
name. Where did you disappear to, anyway? You missed dinner. Your
brother really knows how to cook,” I said, changing the
subject.
“ He does know how to cook.
He hardly ever cooks though, unless he is trying to impress a
pretty girl,” he said, nudging me.
I rolled my eyes. “There is no
impressing me. You haven’t figured that out yet?”
He sighed in defeat. “I have, but he
hasn’t.”
“ He will,” I said
confidently. I’d never even considered anything romantic with
Dawson. I never really considered anything romantic with Mason
either. They were both very good looking men, but I wasn’t looking
for romance. I was too practical for romance. Just witnessing what
Dawson was going through with Lena and his brother made me
cringe.
Mason didn’t speak
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