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She looked up and met his blue crystal gaze. His eyes spoke of secret promises that she was afraid to believe in.
"Hm?" she asked.
"Take the praise."
She flushed and took another big bite into her burger. She was full but didn't know how to respond.
His hand fell away as he took a bite of his own food. "Why yoga?" he asked.
She saw his hands stroke the side of his tiny bottle of liquor, playing with the label. It was almost like he was touching her. She could almost feel his fingers sliding up and down her thighs just like that. Her knee still tingled where he'd touched it.
She cleared her throat and looked away. "It settled me. When the stress of finals came, yoga was the only thing that helped me clear my head."
"The only thing?"
She nodded and took a drink, setting her food aside.
His voice grew deeper. "What about sex? I hear that's a great stress reliever."
Her head shot up, and she met his gaze. "I—I didn't have any while I was in school."
He nodded slowly. "Yes, but why didn't you?"
She felt her cheeks flame in embarrassment, but his eyes were just curious.
Chapter 13
Mason frowned and took a drink as he thought. She nodded and looked away, pulling her towel around her body. He could see faint goosebumps on her arms as she squirmed on the chair.
"Sorry, I don't mean to pry. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to."
She sucked in a deep breath and looked out over the now dark ocean. "No, it's fine. I—I had a boyfriend in high school. We fooled around, and it wasn't a good experience. I decided it just wasn't worth the effort after that, so I've avoided any opportunity since then."
"Until me," he said softly.
She looked up, her brown eyes hooded and vulnerable. She nodded and bit her lip. He wanted to take care of her. He wanted to protect her from bastards that would put that hurt look on her face.
But all he could do was show her that he wouldn't treat her like her ex. He had to make the next few weeks as pleasurable for her as possible. Without getting too close.
He gathered up their food and put it back into the bag while her big eyes followed him. He nodded to the drinks. "Bring those in, will you?"
He went inside and tossed the bag in the trash. She set the drinks on the computer desk, and he closed the sliding glass door before walking closer to her.
He faced her and ran his hands up her arms. "You're cold. How about a shower to warm up?"
She tilted her head back, and her pouty lips drew his gaze. "That's a great idea. Care to join me?"
She blinked, her brows raised as if she'd surprised herself. Then she smiled.
He had to smile too. He liked her smile. He traced her lips with his thumb and said, "I'd love to."
He stepped past her and pushed open the bathroom door, going straight through to the shower and turning it on. It had a bench along one side, which was perfect for his plans. When he came out, he found her in her bedroom, rifling through a drawer of clothes stark naked.
She was one of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen. Tall with curves in all the right places. Toned and hot as fuck. She took his breath away.
"Shower's ready." His voice was deep and raspy. Her breasts were full, the perfect size for his big hands. He hadn't spent nearly enough time with them at Christmas. His mouth watered.
Her head snapped up, and she gasped, "Ah, Mason!" She grabbed for the discarded towel on the floor to cover up. "I thought you were getting in the shower."
