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Mason laughs. “That’s one way to describe it.”
I am infused with inspiration. To be something outside myself.
Both Mason and Nate have taken risks today. Mason with watching, Nate with kissing me and then leaving me here with Mason. To do…whatever we might do.
The usual Laney would decide it was time for bed too. Leave Mason in an awkward haze of abandonment.
But it’s my turn. To take the risk.
“You want to go upstairs?”
Mason’s chest puffs, expression unreadable. “You…”
“To your room? You want to go upstairs to your room?”
A smile grows on his face. “Fuck yeah.”
I have not beenin a bedroom with Mason in years.
It’s a wistful feeling. Déjà vu, something out of a dream I’ve had in the past few years when Mason revisits me in my sleep, winds his arms around me, and pulls me into his body.
The dreams always feel so real…until they’re not.
Now, though, it’s real.
Some details never exist in my dreams.
The rumpled quilt folded at the foot of the bed, the shadowy leaves outside the window, and Mason’s breathing, a sound so subtle it wouldn’t be noticeable.
Except, I want him so bad. And everything is noticeable.
Mason steps up to the head of the bed. The telltale shadow of his dick in the crotch of his pants growing by the second.
He’s nervous.
I’ve never known Mason to be nervous. That’s how we ended up in bed together the very first night we met.
I wasn’t that kind of girl, never had been. But Mason Lotts had game, more game than I’d ever encountered.
But tonight, he’s not putting on the moves, not swaying his hips, not grinning his signature grin.
He’s careful.
“We don’t have to do anything.” Mason skims his finger over one of the pillows.
I raise my eyebrows. “Huh?”
“I just don’t want you to feel pressured because Nate gave you some weird godfatherly permission to…” He raises his green eyes to mine. “To be around me or something.”
“Or something…” I smirk.
Mason runs his hand through his hair. As he stretches, he cord of the necklace I gave him becomes visible around his neck. “Why do you still wear that thing?”
His hand flies up to his neck. He touches the circular charm and twists it. “We should talk, Laney.”
My heart leaps into my mouth. “What?”
“We should…” Mason stops and lets out a heavy sigh. “I have so many questions. Things that still feel so unsettled. I just want some more closure.”
