Page 197 of Playing Dirty


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For a second too long.

And I noticed something I didn’t earlier.

He wasn’t relaxed.

Not even slightly.

Just controlled enough that it looked like he was.

That mattered.

More than I wanted it to.

MASON

She noticed.

I could tell.

Rowan always noticed the wrong detail first.

That was the problem.

She wasn’t reacting to what I said.

She was reacting to what I wasn’t showing.

And I didn’t like that she could see it.

“I’m going back,” I said.

Not abrupt.

Not soft.

Just decision.

She nodded slightly.

“Okay.”

No argument.

That should’ve been relief.

It wasn’t.

Because I didn’t move immediately.

Neither did she.

And for a second—

we just stood there.

In a room full of noise.

Not part of it.