Marriage with 'The Beast'

Chapter 23 - Rough Waters

Sarah's P.O.V

It was nearly five when I found Mason jogging towards me with his red tie still on. I nearly exploded into tears at the sight of him. I had an entire hour to take control of my emotions, but all I wanted to do was tell Mason everything and cry on his chest. I ran over to him and instantly wrapped around him in a tight hug. 

I never want to let go of you, never ever again. 

He chuckled at the force of the hug, "I missed you too," he mumbled into my hair. I nodded in his chest, not trusting my voice. He finally tried to tear me away from the hug, and I hesitantly stepped back. He held onto my face. "Sorry, I'm late, got held up." He rolled his eyes. 

I strained a smile, and cleared my throat, "how did it go?" 

He smirked, "it's me, it went exceptionally." 

I giggled lightly, "someone's cocky."

"I've got to be in this business." 

"Hah yeah I bet," I said distractedly. "I'm going to take a shower," I added unexpectedly. "I just didn't want to miss you or bother you during your meeting." I've been waiting to scrub my entire body for so long. It's been itching me, knowing that Scott and I were basically skin to skin. 

"Oh okay, it can't wait?" He asked pursing his lips. 

"No, I feel disgusting," I answered truthfully. "I'll meet you at the Italian restaurant in about an hour? I'm starving." I muttered. After throwing up everything I ate since yesterday, who wouldn't be?

"Yeah sure, but honestly, I'm still full from the popcorn. How are you hungry you're not eating for two like Cam right?" He laughed. 

I winced after being reminded of Cam's pregnancy, "ha-ha," I said drily glaring at him. 

He shrugged, "I thought it was funny, pregnant virgin." He laughed again.

"It's possible!" 

"Uh ha, how is that?" He arched his eyebrow in curiosity.

"A virgin being inseminated with a sperm, duh! Have you never watched Jane the Virgin." 

He seemed lost for words for a second, "um, no." 

"See, that's why" I stuck out my tongue childishly. "Now I'm going to take a shower while you ponder on that." 

He pouted, "Okay, give me a goodbye kiss first," before leaning in. I backed away. Not wanting him to taste the lingering bile in my throat. Plus I would have to exfoliate the shit out of my lips until I was satisfied that every remanence of Scott has disappeared. 

"Nope, later!" I shouted as I ran back towards the hotel.

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My skin felt sensitive as hell when a breeze past me. I'd scrubbed every particle of my skin. Probably damaging it, but it was worth it. I felt satisfied with how clean I was. So I felt confident when I walked to the Italian restaurant on the resort.
I didn't see Mason there, "Hi, is there a reservation for Mason Wilson?" I asked the slender woman standing in front with a name tag 'Olivia'. 

"No, I'm afraid not," she told me whilst checking her list again.

"Umm, just Wilsons? Or Sarah Rai? Something like that?" I asked starting to grow anxious. Olivia shook her head, scanning up and down the list. "Is there another Italian restaurant on this resort perhaps?" I asked desperately. Where was Mason? 

"No, there's no other Italian restaurant on this premises Ma'am," she said politely.

I nodded before walking away. Where was he? I tried to think of another possible explanation. Maybe he had another work call? But ever since Scott has arrived, it was hard for me to just brush something off.