The drive from the diner to town seemed to take a lifetime. I desperately wanted to get home and hide away. I was debating whether to take a few days away from work now, to plan and arrange my move as best I could with the money I already had. Time seemed to have slowed as we traveled along the road back towards town. I was sure it did not take this long earlier when I had traveled with Jaxon, though that journey had been filled with his polite and easy conversation. I previously enjoyed Mason’s company, but right now I just wanted to get away. I had already said too much, and him irritating me had only made me say more.
“Where do you live?” Mason asked, his voice seemed calm. I wish I could say I felt as relaxed as he sounded…
“Why do you need to know where I live?” I snapped, so on ed
