Alpha Mason

Chapter 12

"Where are you going?" Mason asked following me as I walked back into my bedroom. "I'm going to take a shower" I said as Mason kept grabbing my legs and tickling my sides making me giggle. "Can I join?" he asked with a suggestive look, I just rolled mine and kept walking. "Is that a yes?" he questioned continuing to follow me "No" I finally replied as I reached my hand behind the curtain and turned on the water. He grunted with a pouting face as he pulled me close to him by my waist "Why not?" he asked trying to seduce me into saying yes.

"Because I need to wash up after all the dirty things you did to me last night" I said pushing him out the door. He continued to pout as he sat down on my bed "You will be just fine" I said as I shut the door and locked it. I washed my hair and body then shaved everything to make sure I looked good. Once I was done shaving I washed my body again and then washed my face. I grabbed my sugar scrub and scrubbed my body making sure my skin was soft and smooth before rinsing off and turning off the water. I grabbed a towel and dried off as much as possible before wrapping the towel around my body and unlocking the door. As soon as I walked out in only my towel Mason's eyes focused on me as I walked to my dresser.

Mason sat up slowly biting his lip as he watched me grab my underwear out and walk back into the bathroom. I shut the door behind me and took off my towel to put on my underwear. I dried off my hair again and threw my towel up on the rack. I heard the door creak open and Mason stood in the door way leaning his body on the door frame watching my every move. "What are you doing?" I asked as I brushed out my hair "Am I not allowed to look at you?" he asked as he licked his lips. "You are, I just want to know why you have to be so close to me?" I asked as I finished brushing my hair and walked past him to go to my closet.

I grabbed out a tight fitted tank top and a pair of light wash skinny jeans and quickly put on my outfit. "You look beautiful" Mason said as I walked passed him back into the bathroom to blow dry my hair. "Thank you" I said as I got started, Mason continued to watch me as I got ready. I plugged in my straightener and put away my hair dryer before I tied up my hair and straightened it in parts. Once my hair was perfectly straight I sprayed it with my heat damage protectant spray. I quickly brushed it again before throwing it up into a high ponytail "I'm gonna go down to my room and get ready as well" I heard Mason's voice breaking me out of my morning routine.

"Okay" I said as I grabbed out all of my make up and laid it out on my vanity. "Can I have a kiss first?" he asked walking over to me grabbing my hips and turning my body to face him. "Yes you can" I said as I grabbed the back of his neck bringing his lips down on mine in a gentle slow kiss. I quickly pulled away the kiss leaving me breathless "One more?" he asked and I rolled my eyes pecking his lips before returning to the make up on the counter. "Go" I said as I turned to face him again "Alright" he said putting his hands up in surrender. He quickly turned on his heel and left my suite I just turned back to the mirror and began putting on a full face of make up. I started with moisturizer and then primer before I put on my concealer and foundation. Once everything was blended to perfection I started on my eye make up making sure I matched my eye shadow as closely as I could to my shirt.

Once I finished with eye shadow I started on doing a cat eye with my eye liner. I finished my eye make up to my liking and curled my eyelashes before putting on mascara. After my make up was finished I grabbed out my tinted chapstick and swiped it on. I touched up a few spots of my make up before spraying on some setting spray. I began styling my hair when I heard the front door to my suite open. I heard the sound of boots clicking on the hardwood floor as Mason walked back towards the bathroom. He was wearing a blue pearl snap that kind of matched my tank top and freshly washed and starched blue jeans with a perfect cowboy crease. His black boots were shining under the light, his hair was perfectly combed and laid down and his black felt hat was in his hand.