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Chapter Fifty Five
Mason POV Heather was very nervous, and I could feel her shaking and fighting to keep it together. I did the only thing I could think of when I had a hysterical woman in my car, and that was to kiss her, even though this was different and Heather was not really the same sort of mess as most that have graced to be with me in the limo, I thought the solution would be the same, if upset or full of emotions kiss them, and it calms them down, it had worked in the past, why not now? When she settled in my arms, I thanked my playboy ways, finding the solution was the same now as it was then, and I was well versed at kissing and using it to my advantage. I felt smug for a moment, then felt bad for thinking that way. This was my mate and I just treated her like any other woman beside me. I used m
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