Chapter 8

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Mason’s POV

Why did I do that? Fuck me! Can a sinkhole swallow me up right now? And now I gotta walk home with Ben after he saved me with the work on his hands and lips.

“You sure you don’t want to put a shirt on?” I softly asked him. I was staring at his hard back.

“Nah, It’s still hot.” He said. Yes it is. Very hot indeed.

“Hey, Ben,” I said. I stopped walking and Ben turned around and faced me. His muscles were sexy. “Thank you, for saving my ass back there.” I said.

“Don’t worry about it.” He put his hand on my shoulder. 

“Right.” I responded. I walked forward and Ben caught up to me. Our shoulders bumped into each other occasionally. At some point, I thought these bumps were too common and maybe Ben was doing them on purpose.

“Carol seems like a fun girl.” Ben said, breaking the silence.

“Yeah. We met in middle school.” I said. “Middle school wasn’t fun for me. Carol came along and kinda helped me come out my shell.” 

“Adorable.” He muttered.

“What about you? How was your middle school experience?” I asked.

“Oh, erm, uh, I was homeschooled.” He says. 

“Could you be any more rich?” I giggled. But then the memory of me almost dying popped up in my head and I stopped and cringed mentally. 

We walked up to my home and entered. Mom had left the AC on so the house was nice and cool.

“I’ll take a shower upstairs.” Ben said. Out of nowhere, he slid down his shorts standing nude in front of me.

“BEN! WHAT THE FUCK!?” I covered my eyes but left gaps in my fingers to still see something. I saw a quick glimpse of his third leg. Wait. That’s not a third leg!!!

“Forgot nudity was different here.” He laughed. He picked up his shorts and walked upstairs. “Enjoy the view.” He yelled before running up.

Just gonna pretend that didn’t happen.

I sat at the dinner table. Ben and Mom were talking foreign politics which is a weird subject for Ben to be so knowledgeable about. So I sat here. I picked the meatball with my fork and I remembered Ben's… balls.

“Mase. Stop playing with your food!” Mom said from across the table. Ben laughed and returned to talking.

I sighed in my seat, waiting for these two to finish talking.

Ben and I walked upstairs to our rooms. The entire time, Ben was behind me not saying a word. He can see my back, one of my most vulnerable places. 

Before I entered my room, Ben stopped me.

“Listen, Mase. Don’t worry about what happened today. You were very brave.” He said.

“I fell off and almost drowned! How could I not be embarrassed?” I said, refusing to look up at Ben.

“Well, I thought it was amazing.” He said. Suddenly, his opinion mattered to me.

“Yeah yeah, whatever.” I muttered. “Go to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I said.

“Mase.” He chuckled to himself. “You’re an interesting fellow.” He went to his door. I held the doorknob in my hand. I looked at Ben who opened his door. He looked back at me and winked at me before entering his room.

Now I’m left in the hallway wondering what the hell is happening between Ben and I. I’ve started to pick up his subtle flirts. Or is he being friendly? Ben kept looking at me at the pool and saved me from drowning. 

His mouth was on my mouth. We basically were kissing at that point. 

My body shuddered at that. Carol is definitely going to be teasing me about that.

“Dammit!” I said and hit my head on the door.

Could I be falling for him?

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