I continue to kiss her, my lips gentle, letting her breath slow as she comes back down to earth.
The second I pull out, she twists in my arms, her eyes wide as she peers up at me. My heart jolts and…Fuck. Fuck, fuck.It’s supposed to be sex, Mason. Just sex. We’re in an alleyway, for fuck’s sake.
Jenna giggles, bringing herself out of her trance, and me out of my head. “Well, that was a first.” She pants, still a little breathless.
“What was? Sex in an alley?” I chuckle, hoping she doesn’t notice the waver in my tone.
“Ahh. No.” She cringes adorably. “I’ve never fucked anyone dressed as Santa before.”
A short laugh bursts out of me and I relax a little. “It was a first for me too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yep.” I smile.I’ve never fucked anyone I cared about.Not that I tell her that. “I’ve never fucked an American,” I say instead. And God, I want to do it again. Over and over.
“Good to know.” She grins, fixing her panties before reaching for her jeans. “Now I think we have a party to get back to.” My face drops and she rushes to reassure me. “No guitar and no questions.”
I smile in thanks, as though she eased my mind. But the truth is, I’d do anything for her right now. And as scary as that is, I’m not sure I mind it.
“Is that really what you want?” I ask, just in case she’s doing it all for me.
“It is.” She smiles, seeing through my casual tone, understanding the deeper question. Getting me like I get her. “I’m good,” she confirms, her voice confident. “And you owe the kids a dance.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jenna
Astrange peace settles in my chest as I watch Mason run around with the kids, his enchanting smile never once wavering.
We joked about being different people at this event, and this Mason is a complete stranger to me. There’s a new lightness to him. An air of freedom. And it’s obvious I’m not the only one that’s noticed. Kai sees it too. I can tell by the many times we’ve locked eyes across the makeshift dance floor, his awed expression matching my own.
It could have something to do with what Kai told me about Becca’s theory. That Mason’s a lot happier when he takes care of his sexual frustration. Only this feels like something more. God only knows what it is.
A little girl takes his hand, dragging him farther away, and he summons me to follow, his eyes pleading as he curls his finger in a come-hither motion. I’d love to tease him. To pretend I don’t understand. But with the new sparkle in his eyes, I can’t deny him anything. More than that, I don’t want to.
Which is not like me at all.
I’m a one and done kind of girl. Every once in a while, I might have a fling. Fool around with the same person for a week or two. In the past, one romp in an alley would not have me chasing after a man. Yet it only took one mind-blowing orgasm with Mason and I’m under his spell.
Because that’s all this is. It has to be. Anything more than that is crazy. I’m sure Blair would have a mile-long list of cons for that pairing. The biggest one being that infatuation, lust, feelings…love…it’s not enough. It’sneverenough.
Mason waves to get my attention, his mouth curled into a twisted get-me-out-of-here grin, now surrounded by at least four young tweens. I jog to catch up to him, pushing my thoughts out of my mind, laughing when his panic turns to relief.
“Thank you all for the dance, but my friend needs me.” Mason points my way and I raise an eyebrow in question.
“Is she your girlfriend?” one of the girls asks, and I stifle a snort, hiding my smile.
“Not yet.” Mason grins brightly, his stunning blue eyes flashing my way. “But you never know.”
He avoids my gaze as the little girl swoons, and it would be the perfect moment to sass him.IfI wasn’t as smitten as she is.
Who the hell is this guy?And why does he hide him away?
“Now if you’ll excuse me.” Mason curls his fingers through mine and drags me away, waving over his shoulder until we blend with the crowd. Only stopping when we’re away from the chaos.
“I can’t tell if you broke their hearts or gave them reason to never settle for a lesser man. Either way, there were hearts in their eyes. You gave the first girl your complete attention for a good thirty minutes.”
“What was I supposed to do when she kept asking for ‘just one more song’?”
