Players Girl

Chapter 24: Past

"Ya especially since since she's Chloe's sister," Jordan went into the kitchen. "Don't give me that face princess, my mom gave that family a key. They babysit my brother, Dominic. Before you ask I've been busy with football so it makes it hard to babysit my little bro."

"Did you and Chloe ever," I sat down and played with my hands. Ya I know I said his past was in his past but I don't know, I just want to know. 

"Ya of course, she was easy," Jordan pulled out a pan.

"Need help making the snack?" I didn't feel relived or sad about what he said.

"Ya thanks," I caught the smirk he was trying to hide.

"What are you smirking at mister?" I raised my eyebrow as I got off of the chair. I joined him into the most massive kitchen I have ever seen.

"You caught that?" He cocked his eyebrow up at me.

"Ya, of course I did," I rolled my eyes.

"I'm kidding, I might be known as a player," I lightly hit his arm causing him to laugh. "However, princess, I knew better than to sleep with my neighbor. Chloe might have been easy but that didn't make it any less obvious," he kissed my temple.

"Alright player what do you need me to do?" 

"You can call me whatever you want as I'm yours," his words made me look at the floor with a goofy grin on. 

"Oh I don't know if I want you to be mine," I felt his hands pull the hair out of my face.

"Excuse me princess?" He let out a small laugh. 

"Oh you heard me," I looked up into his eyes only to see mischief. 

"Oh your going to regret that," he smirked and his hands crashed into my sides. Between the fire and the heat I dropped to the floor and began laughing. Soon he was straddling me, tickling me in every spot known to man.

"Stop, stop!" I laughed like a dying seahorse. 

"Not until you fix you mistakes," his hands rested on my arms to keep them above my head.

"Okay, okay," I let out a few more giggles. With each giggle I saw Masons smile grow more and more. "Mister player," I looked at him as he cocked his eyebrow. "You are mine and only mine," I reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into me. 

His lips tasted sweet like he just ate a chocolate bar. His hair felt like heaven as I ran my finger tips through it. His hands ran up my arms until they were on my wrist. He pulled so that my hands were wrapped around his waist as he pulled away.

"Oh you are bad you know that?" His smirk was on his face as he looked me up and down. 

"Ya I think that you're the bad one," he raised his eyebrow causing me to let out a giggle. "Alright, alright, you are my bad one."

"That's right, I am your bad one," he smiled and helped me off the floor. 

"Now what can I help you with?" I asked looking up at Mason.

"Well it is seven now which means we should just go to Ma's or stay here another hour," he put the pan away.

"Wow time flies by fast," I slumped a little bit.

"Oh that it does," he kissed my forehead. 

"Off to Ma's?" 

"Ya than where to? Back here or to your place?"

"I love love love your house but it's up to you," I smiled up and Mason.

"Sounds like were going to come back here, than tomorrow we can go to your place?" Mason placed his hands in mine as we walked outside.