Marriage with 'The Beast'

Chapter 6 - Ride.

Chapter 6

I don't know what I'm going to do, but I'm definitly going to get some type of revenge from this guy. 

...This guy that I'm going to marry. 

Our entrées had arrived and I dug my fork into my pasta. I was about to put the delicious looking food in my mouth when I felt his large hand on my leg once again. I waited to see if he would move it; however he didn't, which surprised me. I decided to ignore it. As long as he didn't move it any higher,

Dinner actually went pretty well with just a few questions. "Back to the engagement, when are you guys thinking? And then I'll go ahead and ask Vanessa and Tyson what they think about it, Tyson already has a packed schedule, trying to take time out for his fiancée." 

"My schedule has been cleared as of now, so I'm free. It's up to you, Mason." It felt so strange to say his name out loud. "When can you take time out of your business?" I turned to face him, and I see him look directly into my eyes. He starred into my eyes as if to look for something. I was confused, but I felt lost in his deep brown orbs. "How about the 30th of April?" He asked, analysing my face. I was shocked, to be completely honest, but I tried not to show it on my face.

That was ten days away. I was going to say mid May at the earliest, but I guess not. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of thinking that I was afraid of this commitment. I turned to Mrs. Wilson. She smiled, as if asking if I'm okay with this. "Works for me." I returned her smile.

She clasped her hands in excitement. I'd never seen her so happy. Her eyes glimmered and she looked remarkabely younger. "This is just great! I'm going to make some calls, book everything! Oh but that's after I talk to Tyson! I've got so much to do! Okay, I'm done dinner, you guys take your time and have dessert. I'm going to head out though. Have fun." She rambled before getting up, kissing us on the cheeks then strutting away. Well bye then... 

"I think I should be going." I started, taking my clutch and sliding out my seat. "What about dessert?" He pressed. I turned around to face him. "I don't want to spend another minute with you, Sir!" I spat before adding, "Thanks for dinner." Then I turned around and pranced away, swaying my hips on purpose. 

I still needed to think of a way to get my revenge on him. What could I do? Well, he attracted me, now I could do the same... I could leave him wanting more. 

But then again... my plan could back fire. 

No! Stop! Just keep thinking about how disgusting and creepy he is and you will survive. It's worked so far, it'll work again!

I was pumped, but when will I get my next chance! I don't even know if I'll meet him again before the engagement. Just as I was exiting the lobby, I started thinking things through about my plan and wondering if I'll even get the chance to pursue the challenge, when I felt a firm hand on my wrist. Startled by the sudden contact, I went swinging around into the strong arms of Mason. 

His hand gently held the side of my face before bringing it up so we were looking at eachother. I shivered from his touch. His thumb caressed my face, causing my face to heat up and my heart to flip. I bit my lip at the sensational feeling of his touch. Mason's finger then rolled my lower lip from between my teeth. My eyes grew larger at the heat rising in me at the contact. "Lets go for coffee." He suggested, his breath fanning across my face. I could smell the vodka in his breath. Should I? Of course  I should. Plan is on! "I want to talk." He added. 

"Sure." I replied. He smirked before opening the door and leading me outside. A strong gust of wind caught me off gaurd as I shivered. Being surrounded by water at night didn't seem to help. Mason noticed me quivering and took off his coat and wore it over my shoulders. I smirked secretely, then snuggled to his side. He was dumb founded. Then he wrapped his arm over my shoulder.