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“Mason, your parents are going to hate me.”
They might. But it’s because they can’t control her. “You might hate them.”
“Oh, I think I already do. What kind of parent controls their kids this much? Geez. Cut the cord. Mind ya business, mom and dad.”
God love her.
Leah’s expression softens. “But is there some way we can help Nicole?”
“I’ve done all I can. Taking myself out of the equation permanently means she’s not stuck in a loveless marriage.” Yet. I dread to think who her parents will match her with now that I’m out. “My sister’s in the same boat. It’s probably why they’re besties.”
Leah’s shoulders droop. “Oh wow.”
“Mmm hmm.”
“Well. There’s only one thing left to do now.”
“And that is?”
“I need a show-stopping dress that’s easy to dance in. We’re going shopping.”
Chapter 27
Leah
It’s on like Donkey Kong.
We arrived in New York late last night, fucked all over Mason’s stupidly big house and crashed in bed around three in the morning.
“My dick’s so hard it’s going to snap off.” Mason runs his fingers up my bare thigh. “Fuck I need you again, Princess.”
I slap his hand away. “Eyes on the road, buster.”
He growls but listens. There’s something incredibly heady about having a man like Mason wrapped around my pinky. I think I could strut around in a potato sack, and he’d get turned on by it. The man’s insatiable.
My cell lights up in my purse. Digging it out, I roll my eyes. “Ugh, it’s Mr. C.” He’s messaged me six times today.
Mason’s jaw ticks as he sails through a red light.
“He can suck it.” I hit a button and put my phone in my purse again.
“What did you just do?”
“Blocked him.”
“Poor guy.”
“Daisy Ren’s getting big changes soon, anyway. She has big plans.”
Mason puts both hands on the steering wheel. “Intriguing. Care to share?”
“Not tonight. This idea of mine is so close to getting the green light, I’m too scared to jinx it by sharing it with anyone yet.”
“I get it. I’m the same way.”
The guilt I’ve felt holding this news so close to my chest eases hearing him say that. I haven’t even told Mak about my big plans. No one but me and a few investors know about it.
When Mason brought up me being on camera with him again last night, while we fucked on his balcony, I almost spilled the beans. I want to tell him about my endeavor so badly it makes me giddy. But I won’t.