ALLISON.
Mason’s intense silver eyes bore into me like a pair of burning coal. Suddenly, the room seemed smaller… hotter. His presence was enough to send my heart into a chaotic somersault.
Oh, s**t. What was he doing here?
Mason strode towards me and I swore I could feel my heart jumping in my throat. His familiar oaky scent tickled my nose as he came closer, sitting on the empty space of my bed just beside my parted thighs. His amused eyes drifted to my hand sitting beneath my pajamas. Damn. I almost forgot that I was touching myself like some horny teenager! My cheeks burned with embarrassment and I frantically removed my hand off my panties.
But Mason had other plans though. He grabbed my wrist, pulling it closer to his face as if to observe the wetness that was coating my finger.
