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“So is that a yes?”
“Of course it’s a yes!” She unbuckled her seatbelt and moved onto my lap. She grabbed both sides of my face and kissed me.
I thought I had already felt guilty. But the way she was kissing me? I was going straight to hell.
Chapter Sixty-One
Bee
I love you. Why can’t I seem to make the words come out of my mouth? It was a stupid question to ask myself. I knew why. Because I was scared of getting hurt again.
My head was nestled in the crook of his arms and I was tracing my index finger along the contours of his six pack. It was okay to be vulnerable sometimes. Loving him could end in heartbreak, but it could also lead to something wonderful. I didn’t want to be a cat lady. I didn’t want to be scared to put myself out there just because of what might happen. Mason had asked me to move in with him. Clearly he was just as vulnerable as me. And I wanted him to know how I felt. He needed to know.
“You said you wanted to be the reason why I stayed in New York,” I said.
He ran his fingers through my hair. “I remember.”
“Well, you are.”
He laughed. “I didn’t mean I wanted you to lose your job.”
“I know.” I moved so that my forearm was on his chest. I rested my chin against my arm and looked up into his dark brown eyes. I love you. I wondered if he could tell what I was thinking. “Are you going to try to fix things with your parents?” I could feel his chest tense beneath my arm.
“What does it matter?”
“I just don’t see how you could not be speaking to them.”
“You don’t really speak to your Dad,” he said.
I swallowed hard and dropped his gaze. “That’s not really my choice. It’s his.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” He ran his fingers through my hair again, but his chest remained tense.
“Whatever disagreement you had couldn’t be enough to make you lose a relationship with them.”
“I told you. We had different ideas of what my future looked like. Which is important to me. And I thought it might be important to you too.”
A future with Mason? That’s what I wanted. But his broken relationship with his parents was the last thing nagging at me. I wanted a relationship with my dad. But he walked out on me and my mom. He didn’t want to be a part of my life. Mason’s parents cared so much about him that they wanted him to have a secure, happy life. My dad didn’t give a shit about what happened to me. Mason didn’t even realize what he was giving up.
I shifted off his chest and sat up. “I want a future with you.”
He stared back at me. “But?”
“What was the fight about exactly?”
“My dad wants me to take over the family business. MAC International isn’t for me, though. I hate finance. And I told him that. But he doesn’t care. He doesn’t care about my happiness. I want to be in advertising. He thought I couldn’t do it without his money but…” Mason’s voice trailed off. He sat up and put his hand on the side of my face. “Advertising makes me happy. You make me happy. I don’t need them.”
“They’re your parents, Mason. It’s not about needing them. It’s about the love that you share. They’re your family.”
He frowned. “My dad doesn’t care about my happiness.”
“I’m sure that isn’t true. He’s probably worried about the company he started. He doesn’t want it to fall apart when he retires. And he probably wants to know that you and the company will be secure when he’s not there. He’s trying to take care of you. And maybe, just maybe, he’s as stubborn as you.”
Mason sighed. “You don’t even know him.”
“But I want to.”
“You want to meet my parents?”
