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“Mason.” I scowled, pulling away. “God, why don’t you just go away?”
“Where are you going?” He shouted as he followed me to the bar. He grabbed my arm and turned me to face him just as I was getting, George, the bartenders attention.
I slapped his hand away. “Do you want me to yell at you? Is that what you like?”
“Maybe.” He smirked.
“Ugh, stop smiling.” I turned away.
“Why? Don’t you like my smile?” He grabbed my arm, turning me around again.
“Not liking it isn’t the problem.” I regretted it the moment the words left my mouth. His top lip twitched as he started to smile again. I needed to escape Mason. George nodded once we made eye contact.
“There you are!” Cassie walked in front of Mason.
“I think I need to go home,” I said.
“Are you sure?” Cassie pouted.
“Yes.” I glared past her. She turned to find Mason standing there with his arms crossed a smug look on his face. George handed me a martini and I started taking big sips.
“What’s your deal, coz?” she asked, placing her hands on her hips.
He smugly replied, “Nothing.” But he wasn’t looking at her; he was still staring at me. Cassie eyed him a little longer, and then turned to face me.
“Let me just tell Charlie,” she said, touching my arm.
“No—Cassie, you stay.” I shook my head.
“Lauren, I not going to just—”
“I can take her home,” Mason interrupted. Cassie craned her neck to look at him.
“You’ve been drinking,” she said.
“I’d sooner walk home with a serial killer,” I replied. Mason didn’t respond but he didn’t walk away either. Cassie couldn’t help but grin. “I’m fine. You stay have fun I will see you tomorrow or something.”
“No, you are not walking home alone,” she said sternly.
“I’ll walk with her,” Mason interjected. This time my eyes widened, surprised, as I wondered what his end game was.
“You sure?” Cassie turned to face him again.
“Yeah, it’s a beautiful night out,” he replied. “I could use the fresh air.”
“No. I’m not that far from here,” I said, refusing his company.
“I know.” He smiled.
“Now who’s stalking who?” Again, not thinking before speaking. Cassie tried to hide her laugh. Mason just smirked, not taking his eyes off me. “Sorry. My brainmouth thing is on delay.” I twirled my finger in the air around my head.
“I’ll call you tomorrow,” Cassie said, hugging me again.
“Sure.”
Quickly I headed towards the exit, hoping to lose Mason along the way. Unfortunately, once outside, he caught up with me.
“What’s the hurry?” he asked, catching my hand in his.
