Chapter Two

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It’s been about two days since Olivia got home and she has spent almost every waking moment at my house. It’s around noon and we were lying in lawn chairs in the sun around my pool. Getting up I walked over to the edge and sat down with my feet in, I think Olivia fell asleep so I decided on going for a swim. I slid in and the lukewarm water surrounded me, I began swimming laps back and forth the length of the pool.I heard Lacey start to bark so I got out of the pool, as I got out I saw Mason walk in the gate.

          “Why did I not come over here earlier?” He asked with a smirk his eyes roaming my body.

          “What do you need?” I asked avoiding his question.

          “Jack asked me to come over here and tell Olivia to go home because she’s not answering her phone.”

          “Oh, well she’s asleep you can wake her up.” I said and walked back to my chair. I picked up my towel and began to dry myself off, I turned around and Olivia was putting on her sundress over her bikini.

“I got to go Charlie, I’ll see you later.” Olivia said smiling.

“Bye Olive!” I smiled waving; she walked out my gate and to her car. I spread my towel out over my chair and lay down and closed my eyes.

“You know that you laying there in nothing but an, oh so sexy bikini is kind of a turn on.” Mason teased surprising me that he was still here.

“What are you still doing here?” I asked opening my eyes to see that his eyes were trained directly on me. His hair was slightly messed up and he had on dark wash blue jeans and a button up shirt with the sleeves rolled to the elbow. He looked like a model with the sun coming from behind and hitting him just right.

“I was hoping we could hang out, you know like friends.” He said innocently.

“Well we were never friends before, what brings on the sudden interest?” I snapped.

 “You know you’re cute when you’re flustered.” Mason replied sitting down by my feet on my chair. I blushed and he just sat there and smirked. I closed my eyes and ignored him, there was silence for a little bit and I hoped that meant he left. But I dared not open my eyes because if he was then I don’t know what I would do. Suddenly I was picked up and flung over a shirtless Masons shoulder.

“Put me down!” I screamed hitting him with all my might. He just laughed and put his hand right on my ass. “Remover your hand from my ass right now!” I yelled he laughed some more and gave it a squeeze and suddenly we were both air born and I was clinging to him for dear life. In a minute I was surrounded by water, I pushed myself to the surface to see Mason sitting there laughing. I glared in his direction but he was too busy laughing to notice I slowly made my way over to him. He sobered up from his laughter noticing me coming to him.

“Hey Sweetheart,” He said with a cocky smirk on his face.

“Mason.” I replied with a sarcastic smile, “That wasn’t very nice.”

“But I made you wet!” He exclaimed with that stupid smirk on his face. I felt my face heat up, I looked away and he chuckled. I looked up and he was coming towards me, I began to back away until I finally hit the edge and not only the edge the corner. I was about to jump up and out of the pool but Mason had his hands on my hips holding me into place. “No escape.” He whispered huskily in my ear. I involuntarily shivered only making Mason’s smirk grow.

“Let me go Mason.” I whispered helplessly.

“Why?” Mason asked and I gasped when he began to slowly kiss along my jaw, his arms snaked around my waist pulling me closer to him. I was at a complete loss for words and all I could do was stand there. I have never had anyone do something like this before I’ve never even had a boyfriend let alone had my first kiss. Finally his mouth met mine and I just sat there unresponsive, he was getting impatient. Finally he gave up, moved his mouth to my ear and said, “Come on, I know you want to.” He purred and began sucking on my earlobe.

“I-I don’t know how.” I stammered. He stopped sucking on my ear and sat there for a moment seeming to be in shock.

“I’ll show you.” He finally said looking me in the eyes. When he kissed me the next time I responded. He pulled away and put his forehead on mine and breathed heavily. “For someone who doesn’t know how, you sure are good.” I blushed and looked away. He backed away and I turned around and got out of the pool.

“I’m going to go take a shower.” I said absent mindedly, and gathered my things.

“Can I join you? We had fun in the pool.” He said wiggling his eyes suggestively. My mind wandered off to what happened only moments ago getting lost in thought. “Hey Charlotte I was only kidding, unless you were considering letting me then I wasn’t kidding.”

Snapping back to reality I said, “No I think I can shower by myself, but if I ever need help I’ll be sure and ask.” I walked into my house leaving the patio door open and going and taking a shower. Getting out of the shower I wrapped myself in my bathrobe and went to my room. I made my bed and went back to the bathroom; I got out my hairbrush and brushed through my hair. I climbed up onto the counter and sat cross-legged in front of the mirror; I pulled out my make up and put it on. When I was done I left the bathroom and went downstairs, I entered the kitchen and saw Mason sitting there showered and dressed in dark wash blue jeans a white V-neck and black leather jacket, sitting on a bar stool at my counter eating an apple and he looked good. When he noticed me he almost dropped his apple and I giggled.

“Please tell me you have nothing on under that.” He said lust lacing his voice as his eyes took me in. I blushed and turned around and walked to the fridge. I pulled out a bag of red grapes and closed the door, as soon and I closed it I was pressed up against it with Mason front pressed to my back. I gasped and dropped the grapes; Mason’s hands were trailing the tip of my robe that came to about mid-thigh. I backed up so I had room to pick up my grapes and pushed my ass right up against his package and bent down and picked up my grapes.

“Don’t play a game you know you can’t win.” I smirked and walked to the sink. I heard him growl and my smirk grew; I grabbed a bowl out of the cupboard and washed my grapes in the sink. I took my bowl of grapes and sat down on a stool next to Mason. We sat in silence and I ate my grapes.

“If that little stunt you pulled over there was a challenge then I accept.” Mason said suddenly breaking our silence, my eyes widened and I looked over at him. What had I done, I was suddenly regretting my little bit of confidence. I got up and left my grapes sitting there and went to my room. I went to my closet and pulled out a navy blue skirt and a somewhat tight white strapless shirt. I got dressed and pulled on my navy blue TOMS, I walked down stairs and hoped Mason had finally left. But like earlier luck was not on my side, Mason was sprawled out on my couch playing on his phone. He looked up when I walked into the room and his eyes shined. “Finally you’re ready, do you have to be such a girl?” He asked.

“I am a girl!” I replied annoyance lacing my voice, “and where are we going might I ask?”

“Come and you’ll find out.” He said and got up. I apprehensively followed him out my front door and to my driveway. “Come on.” He said urging me to follow him. I followed like a lost puppy. When we stopped we were in front of a sleek motorcycle.

“No, no way in hell am I getting on that death trap!” I shrieked looking at him in horror.

“Do you think I would hurt you?” He asked, I thought about it for a minute, “Do you trust me?” When he said that for some reason I did and it scared me. I nodded and then he handed me a black helmet and got on the bike. I put on the helmet and climbed on behind him, He reached around grabbed my hands and wrapped them around his waist.

“You better not make me regret trusting you.” I growled.

“Sweetheart, clam down you’ll be fine.” He chuckled. I tightened my grip on his waist and we were off, I shut my eyes tight trying to calm down. After a little while I began to calm down, I opened my eyes as we came to a stop at a traffic light. “What do you think?”

“Not as scary as I expected.” I replied and he chuckled.

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