Going All The Way With Mason Blake

Mason Blake: Chapter 17

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                His kisses were like sugar- sweet and soft and suddenly I felt my body burning. Maybe it was the alcohol still coursing through my veins, but I had a sudden urge to feel more of him. Kissing over the stick shift just wasn’t enough and like reading my mind Mason grabbed me by the waist and pulled me onto his lap- not once breaking the kiss.

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                I woke up the next morning with a sore neck. Without opening my eyes I reached around on the floor to get my phone like I did every morning. Once it was in my hands I lazily opened my eyes only to immediately close them because the sun was shining in through the window.

                Window?

                There's only one window in my room and it doesn’t face my bed…

                Suddenly I notice I'm in my bed. Cautiously I open my eyes again and check the time on my phone.

                “Sh*t!” I scream once I see my phone is blinking 7:00 a.m.

                I bounce up to get ready only to topple over a seat. Right about the moment my mouth hits the dirty car carpet last night’s events pop back into my head- Cindy, the jealousy, the girls, Mason, the drinks, and then the kiss.

                I immediately feel my cheeks burn at the thought.

                “What the f*ck,” Mason mumbles getting up and rubbing his eyes.

                I push myself off the carpet and sit on the bump between the seats.

                Then I look at Mason sheepishly.

                “This is why I don’t drink,” I choke out.

                That’s when Mason’s eyes pop open to take in my half naked form. His cheeks tinge pink and if I weren’t the same way then I would definitely be laughing right now. But there’s nothing funny about what just happened.

                I, Alex Bannon, had just drunkenly had a one night stand with Mason Blake.

                Oh the joy. Note the sarcasm.

                “Sorry?” Mason offers grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his perfectly toned abs.

                I look away, “Yeah me too,” I mutter opening the door and getting into the passenger’s seat.

                Minutes later Mason gets out of the backseat and gets into the driver’s seat.

                I don’t think I’ll ever be able to come into my own car- ever.

                “We should, um get to school before I pass out from this headache,” Mason slightly jokes trying to lighten the thick fog of awkwardness.

                “Yeah, my head’s killing me too,”

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                I spent the rest of Tuesday avoiding people. All day I avoided Maren since she would have magically known like she did last time. I avoided Julie because, well, somehow she finds everything out. But mostly I avoided Mason because- well that’s pretty self explanatory. Especially since I keep having little ‘flashbacks’ to last night and gosh it’s uncomfortable.