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I stop and exhale deeply, pinching the bridge of my nose with my forefinger and thumb, the move seems to slowly release the anger that’s in me.
I really did seem to have the world’s worst taste in men. Every guy that I’ve dated before and after the colossal jerkoff that shall not be mentioned right now has been nothing short of a waste of time.
I’m really happy that both of my sisters found their soulmates pretty easily. I love my brother-in-laws to the moon and back. Heck, I even tried dating a firefighter, hoping that would work for me since it did for them.
But, nope, all I got out of that disaster was my sweet little girl and a man who thinks way too highly of himself for a deadbeat dad.
Maybe I should just become a lesbian. Because men were obviously not working out for me at all. Too bad I couldn’t just flip a magic switch and start liking the same sex.
I chuckle to myself. With my luck, I’d probably end up with the craziest chick in the world.
I kick a few more tiny rocks as the frustration begins to melt away.
“What did those rocks ever do to you?” A deep masculine voice questions.
I swirl around and come face to face...well chest to face...I’m not exactly tall...with non-other than Mason Ross. The same Mason Ross that I’ve maybe, sort of, possibly...okay majorly have been crushing on since high school.
Yay me! My crummy luck has now moved past just my dating life and now has moved into every man that I even come into contact with.
I give him a sheepish smile with an awkward little half wave. “Hi Mase,” I respond. I silently cringe at the sound of my breathy voice.
Hopefully, he’ll just think that my tone is because I exerted myself by kicking the rocks. Better for him to think that I’m out of shape instead of in total lust with him.
He crosses his massive arms over his well-defined chest and it takes everything in me not to start drooling. He’s wearing work boots, dark blue jeans and a tight white tank top that’s almost see through because it’s soaked with what is most likely sweat.
Is it possible have an orgasm from just looking at a potent man? I mean, I have been going through a bit of a dry spell in the man department after my last date about a year ago. That guy talked nonstop about his mother and cats. Let's just say that I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.
Since then I’ve decided to take a hiatus from dating. So, it’s probably totally possible to spontaneously combust from staring at the man who has starred in your fantasies since you were old enough to realize what they were.
“Whatchya doing Kel?” he asks with a hint of curiosity and amusement in his voice.
I puff out my cheeks and belatedly realize that I probably look like a chipmunk.
“Taking my frustrations out on these rocks since I can’t go and kick Ella’s sperm donor.” I grumble. “Even though I’m pretty sure that Rocco and JJ could probably get the charges dropped if I actually decided to.” I muse out loud.
I look around, since I’ve been walking around in a daze and realize that I’ve somehow managed to walk onto one of Ross Constructions job sites. The site is still in the beginning stages. It’s pretty baron, except for a lot of dirt, a frame and a bunch of tiny rocks that have been helping my frustration.
“I’m pretty sure that a few people would be willing to kick the shit out him for you that way you have an alibi.” Mason says with a gleam in his eyes that says he would volunteer himself.
I chuckle. “I appreciate the offer, but...” Is all I get out before he cuts me off with a frown marring his way too handsome face that only seems to get better with age.
“How do you know that I was offering? I could’ve just been making a statement.” He huffs.
I roll my eyes. “Mase, we’ve known each other since we were kids. I know darn well that you were not only volunteering yourself, but that you would drag Ben and Noah along with you.”
His deep chuckle does absolutely nothing to my girlie bits that have been very neglected for far too long.LIAR,my subconscious screams at me. I just ignore her like a darn boss.
“Trust meKellie Bellie,there would be no dragging involved.”
Crossing my arms I tilt my head and try to give him my best glare. “Really Mase? You went with that dumb nickname?”
A nickname that I may nor may not secretly love since he’s the only one who has ever called me that. I also may or may not have given my daughter the middle name of Bella as a weird tribute. Sue me, I was hormonal and her fathers’ a schmuck.
“What?” He blinks at me innocently...well as innocently as someone as mischievous as him can pull off. “I love that nickname. It’s my favorite one that I’ve ever came up with.”
“You’re a nut.” I giggle.
He nods his head solemnly. “True, but at least I managed to put a smile back on your pretty face.”
