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“That’s horrible,” I murmur bleakly.
“Thought youonlydate older men?” At the time, my little joke seemed funny, especially because I was drunk and he was botholder, as well as the most attractive man I’d ever seen. Now, I’m embarrassed. His eyes travel over the blush on my cheeks and neck, his jaw twitching before he looks away.
“I would never date a married man.”
Mason shrugs. “Takes two people to commit adultery, little doe.”
“Don’t call me that,” I stammer, my cheeks blazing like the surface of the sun. Little doe. What does that even mean?
He ignores me completely.
“Though, I can’t imagine having the infamous Marcus Parker grunting and sweating all over you would be the desire of any woman your age.”
I roll my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. “You act like you’re so much older.”
His eyes flash with something dark before it’s quickly replaced with a look of indifference.
Is everyone going to be cryptic tonight?
“Congratulations, by the way. Bailey and Drew seem really happy together.”
He chuckles sardonically.
“Seems that way, huh?”
I don’t have either the brain power or the desire to understand what that means, right now.
“I take it you don’t like him.”
“Dislike isn’t strong enough a word.”
I shrug. “He seems nice enough.”
“You’ve got a lot to learn about the world, Hannah. And the people in it.”
“Please,” I shoot him a glare. “I don’t live under a rock.”
“No, but you do live under Mommy’s thumb.”
“As if you don’t.”
“I made my own way. Do I look like a frequenter of country clubs to you?”
Right now, he looks like he could be a model for sexy, blue-collar men.
“Okay, you got me there.”
“Look at this place. People surrounded by their wealth. They’re so shallow they forget to see each other for who they really are.”
“And who do you think I really am?” I ask quietly, regretting it the moment it’s out of my mouth.
Mason studies me for a moment, tossing the butt of his cigarette. His eyes flash with something dark and repressed and when he takes a step forward, my heart skips a beat.
Careful not to touch me, he places both hands on either side of the wall behind my head, caging me in. He smells like leather and sin and everything that makes my mouth water that shouldn’t.
My mother would kill me if she could see me right now. Practically salivating for this man.
He reaches up and I freeze in place, blinking up at him while he gently brushes a stray lock of hair off my cheek. It’s intimate, like a lover’s caress and my skin tingles where the backs of his fingers brush against it.
