probably a good thing, I can hear my credit card screaming already, ” she said, running her hand along the neckline of his t-shirt she wore, “I need clothes though, most of my stuff was burned and what wasn’t has to be dry-cleaned. Hopefully they can remove the smell of smoke.”
“I can take you,” Mason offered, “I’m not meeting Chase until two, so most of my day is free. I just need to drop by the warehouse and reserve a few items and then I’ll be all yours.”
“I can go alone. I don’t want to be a bother,” she faded off, as Mason held up his hand to quiet her.
“You’re scared I’ll get too close, scared I’ll read something into a day of shopping in ladies apparel,” he joked. “Give me a fucking break. It’s just two friends going shopping together, nothing more. Besides you’ll need someone strong to carry all your packages.”
Her scowl turned to a smile. “Okay. You better wear comfortable shoes.”
“I’m on it. We’ll take the truck if that’s okay with you.”
“Probably a good idea, I’ll meet you down there,” she laughed as they moved in opposite directions across the loft.
***
Mason sent a quick text to Chase, as he sat on the tailgate of the truck waiting for Mikala to finish up in the lingerie shop, since his libido was in overdrive today and he couldn’t deal with the sight of lace and silk in any form. Time had gotten away from him and it was nearing two, Mason hated to be late.
With Mik going to be late want to meet for a late lunch?
Sounds great meet me at ORs bring Mik with you.
Will do, see you soon.
The sound of a bell from the shop’s doorway binged and Mason jumped from the tailgate to help put her many packages in the backseat. He held open the passenger door and resisted the urge to plant his palms against the sweet cheeks of her ass and hoist her inside.
“Chase wants to meet us at O’Rourke’s.”
“Us?” she asked.
“Sorry! You and me,” he rolled his eyes, “Better?”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” she scowled, as he lazily shrugged his shoulders. “At times you can be such a dick.”
Instant regret tightened across his chest at yet another of his wonderful fuck ups. “Fuck! I didn’t mean…truce, fucking truce…” he said, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“Just drive,” she waved him away, watching as he quickly rounded the truck and climbed in.
He started the truck and pulled into traffic, the drive was short, a relief to them both. When they walked into the pub they both breathed a collective sigh at the sight of Chase sitting at the table waiting.
“Girls,” Chase joked, looking suspiciously from one to the other. “What’s going on? You two don’t look happy.”
“I’m fucking ecstatic,” Mikala declared.
“Darling Mikala, can you leave the sewer mouth at the door?” Chase asked.
She gave him a roll of her eyes and a salute of her hand to her forehead and Chase graced her with a warning glower. He was not a fan of eye rolling. She remembered Eden’s stern warning and tales of spankings she had incurred on several occasions, delightfully sexual spankings she told Mikala, but spankings all the same, for eye rolling. Mikala couldn’t imagine a spanking being anything but painful, especially from such a dominant force as Chase.
Mason shook his head knowing he was the cause of miss mouthpiece reappearing. She had a tendency to show her less than ladylike side when he pissed her off or made her nervous, which lately seemed to be all the time.
“What’s up with you this wonderful day?” Chase asked.
“Absolutely nothing worth mentioning,” Mikala’s eyes darted in Mason’s direction with a sneer and Chase couldn’t hold back his laughter.
Chase signaled to the waitress who practically flew over to their table with menus. Mikala gave a titter when Chase said thank you and the waitress nearly swallowed her tongue whole. He was a beautiful man,
“I can take you,” Mason offered, “I’m not meeting Chase until two, so most of my day is free. I just need to drop by the warehouse and reserve a few items and then I’ll be all yours.”
“I can go alone. I don’t want to be a bother,” she faded off, as Mason held up his hand to quiet her.
“You’re scared I’ll get too close, scared I’ll read something into a day of shopping in ladies apparel,” he joked. “Give me a fucking break. It’s just two friends going shopping together, nothing more. Besides you’ll need someone strong to carry all your packages.”
Her scowl turned to a smile. “Okay. You better wear comfortable shoes.”
“I’m on it. We’ll take the truck if that’s okay with you.”
“Probably a good idea, I’ll meet you down there,” she laughed as they moved in opposite directions across the loft.
***
Mason sent a quick text to Chase, as he sat on the tailgate of the truck waiting for Mikala to finish up in the lingerie shop, since his libido was in overdrive today and he couldn’t deal with the sight of lace and silk in any form. Time had gotten away from him and it was nearing two, Mason hated to be late.
With Mik going to be late want to meet for a late lunch?
Sounds great meet me at ORs bring Mik with you.
Will do, see you soon.
The sound of a bell from the shop’s doorway binged and Mason jumped from the tailgate to help put her many packages in the backseat. He held open the passenger door and resisted the urge to plant his palms against the sweet cheeks of her ass and hoist her inside.
“Chase wants to meet us at O’Rourke’s.”
“Us?” she asked.
“Sorry! You and me,” he rolled his eyes, “Better?”
“That’s not what I meant and you know it,” she scowled, as he lazily shrugged his shoulders. “At times you can be such a dick.”
Instant regret tightened across his chest at yet another of his wonderful fuck ups. “Fuck! I didn’t mean…truce, fucking truce…” he said, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“Just drive,” she waved him away, watching as he quickly rounded the truck and climbed in.
He started the truck and pulled into traffic, the drive was short, a relief to them both. When they walked into the pub they both breathed a collective sigh at the sight of Chase sitting at the table waiting.
“Girls,” Chase joked, looking suspiciously from one to the other. “What’s going on? You two don’t look happy.”
“I’m fucking ecstatic,” Mikala declared.
“Darling Mikala, can you leave the sewer mouth at the door?” Chase asked.
She gave him a roll of her eyes and a salute of her hand to her forehead and Chase graced her with a warning glower. He was not a fan of eye rolling. She remembered Eden’s stern warning and tales of spankings she had incurred on several occasions, delightfully sexual spankings she told Mikala, but spankings all the same, for eye rolling. Mikala couldn’t imagine a spanking being anything but painful, especially from such a dominant force as Chase.
Mason shook his head knowing he was the cause of miss mouthpiece reappearing. She had a tendency to show her less than ladylike side when he pissed her off or made her nervous, which lately seemed to be all the time.
“What’s up with you this wonderful day?” Chase asked.
“Absolutely nothing worth mentioning,” Mikala’s eyes darted in Mason’s direction with a sneer and Chase couldn’t hold back his laughter.
Chase signaled to the waitress who practically flew over to their table with menus. Mikala gave a titter when Chase said thank you and the waitress nearly swallowed her tongue whole. He was a beautiful man,
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