Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 40867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
He sighed and scrubbed his hands down his face.
“Son of a bitch. Nothing about my life right now makes any sense. From the moment you ran into me, I haven’t been able to think straight! You’re driving me insane, Saylor.”
Okay. That was not the response I was expecting.
“I’m sorry, Mason, if I’ve caused you any additional stress. It wasn’t my intention.”
He dropped his hands to his side and stared at me. “See! Like that. You somehow manage to get a dig in at me no matter what.”
Taking a sip of my tea, I lifted my brows and shrugged.
Mason stood and started to pace in front of the window. “You didn’t sleep with him?”
“Does it really matter, Mason? Why do you want to know anyway? You’re my boss, not my boyfriend.”
Mason didn’t seem like the type of guy who had any plans of settling down with one woman. Maybe he was upset because I’d said I wouldn’t be one of his conquests. There was no way he’d ever be interested in me beyond a chance to get into my pants.
He finally stopped pacing and faced me. “I didn’t do anything with her.”
With a confused expression, I asked, “You didn’t do anything with whom?”
“At the party, when Natalie and I went off, nothing happened.”
Relief swept through my body, and I prayed Mason couldn’t see it. I was becoming more and more confused by my feelings for him.
Why, though? What was it about Mason that drew me to him like this? Was it his good looks? A body to die for? The British accent that slipped in every now and then? Or was it because of the way he looked at me like he wanted to kiss me? Like he actually might want something more. I knew I was attracted to the way he handled himself. So sure of himself, and he didn’t take shit from anyone. It was sexy as hell.
Whatever it was, I didn’t want to get tangled up in him.
Or did I?
Shit. Shit. Shit. No. I promised myself I wouldn’t get involved with anyone until I knew for sure it was with the right guy.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to speak. My voice was noticeably weaker and sounded unsure. “Well, it really isn’t any of my business.”
He turned to face the window. “I stopped by your place after I found out you’d left with Drake.”
My heart dropped. “What?”
“When I pulled up, the doorman said you had a man with you. I made it all the way up to your floor before I realized what I was doing.”
My eyes widened in shock. Mason came to my apartment last night?
“Once I stepped off the elevator, I realized how crazy I was behaving. You’re a grown woman who I haven’t even known a week, yet I felt like I had to defend your honor somehow.” Shrugging, he continued. “Maybe it was because I’d invited you to the party and if anything had happened to you…well…I’d have felt terrible.”
“You came…to my…apartment?” I asked, attempting to keep my erratically beating heart steady.
He turned again to face me. “No. I got halfway there and turned and left. I got in my car and left.”
Mason had come back for me.
The thought made me giddy inside, and I had to fight with all my might to keep a neutral face. Should I tell him Drake hadn’t been there? That I’d actually been hoping Mason would show up and make love to me until I could no longer move?
“Drake didn’t go into my apartment with me. He walked me to my door and then left. Mason, I’m not the type of girl who’d randomly screw some guy. Yes, I know Drake, and when I told him the guy I’d come to the party with had gone off to have sex with some woman, he offered to take me home. That was it.”
Something moved over Mason’s face, and I couldn’t really read what it was. He almost looked…guilty about something.
Then a thought hit me. If Mason cared enough to not sleep with Natalie and he’d had come all the way back to my apartment because he’d thought I was with Drake, was he interested in me in some way?
There was only one way to find out. “Why didn’t you knock on my door?”
He pinched his brows together. “I figured you were with him. At first, the idea pissed me off.”
My heart jumped. “At first it pissed you off?”
Nodding, he replied, “Listen, I’m not going to pretend that there isn’t some strange connection between us, Saylor. I can’t figure out if I’m attracted to you because you said you weren’t interested, or if there really is something else here. This has never happened to me before, and it’s confusing the hell out of me.”
Pressing my lips tightly together, I gave him a hint of a grin. I loved his honesty.