my ponytail
to one side “Shit you’re bleeding Ava. What the fuck were you doing?” he
snapped and I wriggled free from his grip “There was a funny sound under the
sink when I started the dishwasher, I didn’t want to flood the kitchen” I
grated between my teeth. Mason glared at me and my finger edged its way up to
my teeth, easing my discomfort slightly at the familiar habit.
His gaze shot to my mouth and he bit his lip. I pulled my
finger away and shot it to my side “Why didn’t you answer my texts yesterday
Ava?” he asked, narrowing his eyes “I left my phone at Courtneys, so I didn’t
get your message” I said, not catching his gaze. He looked around the kitchen
and cocked his head at me “Yet you seem to have bought the shopping I requested
though” he stated, raising an eyebrow. Shit! I swallowed “Yes I Erm…I
picked up my phone this morning and saw your texts before I came in” I smiled
inwardly. Good save Ava! He shook his head slightly “Ava…” he didn’t
finish the sentence as Sam came storming in “I need a word Mase” he gestured
rapidly to the hallway and Mason went over to him.
They were whispering and I heard Mason hiss and swear “Ava,
I’m going out. We’ll finish our conversation later” he snapped and was gone
with a slam of the door, both of them speeding off in Sam’s’ car.
I was used to these moments with George so I just carried on
with my usual chores, feeling proud when I found the leak under the sink and
fixed it.
About three hours later I heard the front door open and
close and a grunt in the hallway. I froze, my instincts telling me something
was wrong. I walked into the hallway and gasped. Mason was leaning against the
table in the hall, blood dripping down his face, a black eye and he was holding
his ribs “Jesus Christ Mason” I hissed rushing over to him and helping him over
to the sofa “Sit and stay there” I ordered and scurried to the bathroom for a
first aid kit.
Filling a bowl with warm water and finding some cotton balls
I hurried back to the room. Mixing the water with an antiseptic I dipped the
cotton ball in and squeezing it, started to clean Masons wound “What the hell
happened?” I asked, gritting my teeth whilst he sucked in air as I cleaned his
face. He cocked his head “You really want to know?” he scoffed and I bit my lip
at his dismissal.
I ignored him and bathed another ball, gently swiping at his
cheek. I could feel his eyes on me as I tenderly cared for his injuries and I
was aware of his heavy breaths. I caught his eyes and bit my lip at his intense
scrutiny and my hand stilled on his cheek. His thumb came up and gently pulled
my lip away “Don’t bite your lip Ava” he whispered and his gaze dropped to my
mouth, I could see him slowly leaning forward and my breath hitched. Don’t
do this Ava! I jumped up, gulping loudly at what I had to do “Let’s get
your shirt off so I can bandage your ribs” I told him, swallowing and hoping I
had the strength to do this, already knowing how my body would react to the
sight of him topless. He grinned lazily “Are you asking me to strip Ava?” he
smirked and I glared at him “Just your shirt Mr Fox” he rolled his eyes at my
reference to his full name but he still grinned as he started to slowly
unbutton his shirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off his movements, eager to get a
first look at his chest and it was worth the wait. Jesus, he took my breath
away.
He was lean and muscly without being beefy, a scattering of
fine hair donning his chest and a small tattoo across his heart ‘ Kerrie’ .
He was watching my reaction intently “You’re biting that lip again Ava” he
breathed huskily and I cleared my throat, forcing a smile.
I turned to take a bandage from the box, quickly closed my
eyes and took a breath to steel myself and spun back round, determined to do
this without a reaction to him. I crouched down in front of him and ran my
fingers over his ribs, and my
to one side “Shit you’re bleeding Ava. What the fuck were you doing?” he
snapped and I wriggled free from his grip “There was a funny sound under the
sink when I started the dishwasher, I didn’t want to flood the kitchen” I
grated between my teeth. Mason glared at me and my finger edged its way up to
my teeth, easing my discomfort slightly at the familiar habit.
His gaze shot to my mouth and he bit his lip. I pulled my
finger away and shot it to my side “Why didn’t you answer my texts yesterday
Ava?” he asked, narrowing his eyes “I left my phone at Courtneys, so I didn’t
get your message” I said, not catching his gaze. He looked around the kitchen
and cocked his head at me “Yet you seem to have bought the shopping I requested
though” he stated, raising an eyebrow. Shit! I swallowed “Yes I Erm…I
picked up my phone this morning and saw your texts before I came in” I smiled
inwardly. Good save Ava! He shook his head slightly “Ava…” he didn’t
finish the sentence as Sam came storming in “I need a word Mase” he gestured
rapidly to the hallway and Mason went over to him.
They were whispering and I heard Mason hiss and swear “Ava,
I’m going out. We’ll finish our conversation later” he snapped and was gone
with a slam of the door, both of them speeding off in Sam’s’ car.
I was used to these moments with George so I just carried on
with my usual chores, feeling proud when I found the leak under the sink and
fixed it.
About three hours later I heard the front door open and
close and a grunt in the hallway. I froze, my instincts telling me something
was wrong. I walked into the hallway and gasped. Mason was leaning against the
table in the hall, blood dripping down his face, a black eye and he was holding
his ribs “Jesus Christ Mason” I hissed rushing over to him and helping him over
to the sofa “Sit and stay there” I ordered and scurried to the bathroom for a
first aid kit.
Filling a bowl with warm water and finding some cotton balls
I hurried back to the room. Mixing the water with an antiseptic I dipped the
cotton ball in and squeezing it, started to clean Masons wound “What the hell
happened?” I asked, gritting my teeth whilst he sucked in air as I cleaned his
face. He cocked his head “You really want to know?” he scoffed and I bit my lip
at his dismissal.
I ignored him and bathed another ball, gently swiping at his
cheek. I could feel his eyes on me as I tenderly cared for his injuries and I
was aware of his heavy breaths. I caught his eyes and bit my lip at his intense
scrutiny and my hand stilled on his cheek. His thumb came up and gently pulled
my lip away “Don’t bite your lip Ava” he whispered and his gaze dropped to my
mouth, I could see him slowly leaning forward and my breath hitched. Don’t
do this Ava! I jumped up, gulping loudly at what I had to do “Let’s get
your shirt off so I can bandage your ribs” I told him, swallowing and hoping I
had the strength to do this, already knowing how my body would react to the
sight of him topless. He grinned lazily “Are you asking me to strip Ava?” he
smirked and I glared at him “Just your shirt Mr Fox” he rolled his eyes at my
reference to his full name but he still grinned as he started to slowly
unbutton his shirt. I couldn’t take my eyes off his movements, eager to get a
first look at his chest and it was worth the wait. Jesus, he took my breath
away.
He was lean and muscly without being beefy, a scattering of
fine hair donning his chest and a small tattoo across his heart ‘ Kerrie’ .
He was watching my reaction intently “You’re biting that lip again Ava” he
breathed huskily and I cleared my throat, forcing a smile.
I turned to take a bandage from the box, quickly closed my
eyes and took a breath to steel myself and spun back round, determined to do
this without a reaction to him. I crouched down in front of him and ran my
fingers over his ribs, and my
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