At some point, two strong arms slid underneath me and lifted me from the chair. I curled into Mason’s shoulder. I didn’t need to look; I would know those arms anywhere. He carried me to the bed and set me down gently. As he pulled away, I reached for his shoulder in protest. I didn’t want him to go. I couldn’t be without him anymore.
“Ssh.” He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “I’m just going to lock the door.”
It wasn’t long before he was back. The light was switched off and I heard him undressing before he lifted me back up and slid both of us under the sheets. Then I rolled over to him, my eyes were wide, and there was a gaping hole in my chest. Only he could fill it. It was cheesy, but it was true. As his eyes caught mine, he held still for a moment. His chest rose in the air and I
