Meant to be

The Kidnapping - Mason's POV

Summer's my favourite season this year I think. Free from university, no work to be worrying about, the weather's always brilliant and I get to spend as much time with or around Evie as I can.

Today we decided to have a picnic at the cottage in front of the lake, with Grandfather's help I'd managed to cook all her favourite foods. It's oddly rewarding to watch her enjoy the food I'd spent the whole morning labouring over and prepping last night.

"Like it?" I ask as she uses the last of the zucchini carpaccio to soak up all the oil and Parmesan on the plate.

"I honestly love it, I'll never need to cook again at the rate you're feeding me" she grins washing down her food with the homemade lemonade she'd insisted on helping with when she walked into the kitchen to find majority of the food already prepared. She had a gorgeous blush on her face when she saw Grandfather, which didn't surprise me considering he'd caught us half naked on the rug a couple of weeks ago. We really do need to be more careful.
"Fuck me this is awful! Why did you let me help make this" she spits out the remainder on a patch of grass offering me the deathly drink. Taking a sip I follow her actions spitting it out onto the grass. She'd put in way too much lemon juice.

"You only offered to help to avoid conversation with Grandfather" I tease her watching a delicious blush crowd her cheeks then her neck...how far does that blush go.

"He saw me in my bra! He thought it was funny, I was mortified!"

"I can tell. I can't remember the last time I saw you blush, it looks good on you" is that a weird thing to say to someone?

"That's cause I'm not usually mortified"

"Grandfather doesn't care" he acted like a bossy child when he realised the girl I had feelings for was Evie, adamant I should just tell her how I feel. Then came his speech about my generation.

"Well he might not appreciate some girl undressing his grandson in his cottage"

"Actually, Grandfather gave me the cottage" 

"He gave you the cottage where is he going to live?"

"He's going travelling, he'll be back and when he does he'll be staying here but he thought if I ever wanted a place of my own one day this could be it"

"Fair enough, speaking of travelling are you spending Christmas with us in Italy at Nona's?" I don't miss the hope in her voice, I smile uncontrollably, happy she wants me around.

"She emailed me and demanded I come so I don't think I have much choice" the D'Silver Matriarch, the lady I'm convinced Evie got her dominant and stubborn personality from. If she says jump you'd be a fool to question her.

"Someone needs to take away her phone" Evie laughs.

"Do you have any plans for the rest of the week?" I ask pouring her some water into a glass then mine to get rid of the offensively sour lemonade taste.

"Theme park with the girls and looking for an internship for next year"

"Still thinking of going down the political route?"

"I want to but I'm worried once they hear my last name they won't care about how hard I've worked and just give me the job to please Dad"

"Knowing you Evie and your work ethic, your last name won't be important once you show them what you can do" I tell her honestly, proud that she doesn't want to profit from nepotism.

"Thank you" is all she says before she dazzles me with her smile, her eyes happy and I'm grateful to be the one that caused it.

"Come here" I murmur beckoning her over. She wastes no time hesitating as she sits in my lap positioned in the right place. My hands resting on her hips pulling her closer the sound of her breathing as she anticipates what's coming is enough to make me hard. Her hand brushes my zipper as she lifts my shirt off of me...I like where this is going. As her lips finally find mine the kiss starts off as slow and sensual with her tongue deepening the kiss.