Chapter 17
Mason stroked Cassie’s back, running his fingers up and down her beautiful, soft curves. She looked up at him, those golden eyes shimmering in the faint light of the bedroom as she propped herself up on her elbow.
He shifted his hand, tracing a line along the jagged scars that marked her skin and wishing he could find a way to make them disappear—make whatever she went through to get these disappear. “Who did this to you?”
To think someone could hurt her so deeply, leaving behind traces of their evil on her porcelain skin made Mason’s blood boil.
Her smile faded, and damn it if he wouldn’t do anything to get it back in place, but he didn’t want her to hide behind false joy either. What they had wasn’t just s*x, and if he was going to go all in then he needed to know the thin
