WILD HEAT

7.Playtoy

CHAPTER SEVEN

RENCY’S POV

I looked up when I heard light footsteps approaching the living room. His chest was shirtless, his abs a sight to behold and damn! I could shred some cheese off them. Could he at least put something on? Looking at his structure, one could easily understand how he still got to sleep with one woman after another despite his reputation.

“You wanted me, now I’m here but I need to make something clear, pretty face. I don’t do two-night stands,” he said, pushing his hands into his shorts. The way his arms flexed was distracting, pulling my attention just briefly towards those tantalizing biceps.

“You think I’m here for a repeat of what happened between us? Look, don’t flatter yourself Mason. You maybe all hot and toned but I’m not here for a second night with you,” then I inched closer,” By the way why the f**k didn’t you tell you were Mason Wilkins because that would have been very vital information I would have used before I got under you?” I crossed my arms.

He let out a laugh but then he realized I was being serious, so he sobered up,” You seriously did not know who I’m? That’s a first,”

“Yes, a first that has gotten my name being dragged through mud. People are calling me a-“I was cut off by the ringing of my phone.

I glanced at it, seeing Cole’s name flashing on it. Why now of all the time? Knowing he’d be persistent, I picked it up.

“What Cole?” I snapped. I was already on edge enough with my mother on my throat and the last thing I needed was a call from my ex-boyfriend.

“Calm down Rency. I’m just checking up on you. I mean, you must be a real mess with people slut-shaming you. You’ve never been one to handle your own emotions well,” I could almost taste the amusement on his voice and it f*****g disgusted me.

“Go to hell Cole and don’t you ever call me again,” I cut off the call.

Letting a light smile slip on my face, I met Mason’s eyes,” Where were we again?”

“People are you calling you…” he trailed off. Could he just stop flexing his arms for one second so I could concentrate on what I was saying?

“Right. People are slut-shaming me all over social media and now you are going to rectify that,”

“Look pretty face, just calm down. The media will be over it sooner than you think,” he shrugged non-chalantly. I was not sure if he was just a self-conceited jerk or he was so used to the media always talking about his s*x exploits but either way, he was already beginning to annoy me.

“I’m going to lay it down nice and easy. You are going to your IG or twitter or whatever social media account you have and say I’m your girlfriend,”

“Look, -what was your name again?” so he did not even bother checking the tabloids and at least know my name? Great.

“Rency,”

“Uh-huh. Okay, look Rency. I get that you want to be famous like me so easily and I know next you are going to threaten me with some s*x-video but-“

“Are you f*****g nuts? Look, just in case you don’t know, I’m a pretty popular romance author and I do not have a s*x-tape, okay?” I took a deep breath to calm down my nerves,” I do not want to be like you because you are just an asshole. I’m content with how my life is right now and that’s why I I’m so eager to get back to normal. Now back to what brought me here. So you are going to declare me your girlfriend,”

He breathed out,” I don’t think you know me too well because if you did, you’d know I don’t do relationships, okay? No attachments for me,”

“Yeah and that is why you are perfect. I don’t do relationships either. Well, at least not anymore. All I need you to do, is just say you’ve finally decided to settle down and that I’m your girlfriend. We don’t even need to see each other after this. Then two weeks later, just say it didn’t work out and so we broke up,”

“And you expect me to agree to that?”

“You have to agree because if you don’t, I have a feeling my mother is going to have my head for breakfast before the week ends,”

“Your mother? I thought this was about your reputation,”

“Party elections for governor are next week and my mother believes she has a fair chance at winning if my ruined reputation can be “rectified” on time,” I breathed out. That woman was going to be the death of me.

“Fine but what is in it for me? Because you know, I’m going to have to abstain from s*x for two weeks until I dump you,”

“Don’t you have your play toy to keep you satisfied? I’m not asking the two of to stop being …friendly,”

“Teresa is not my play toy. We are just mutual friends doing mutual things,” He was really poor at defense.

“Then keep on doing your mutual things with your mutual friends. So when are we going official?” I questioned.

“Fine just give me time and I’ll get back to you,” he said but I noticed the hint of amusement in his eyes. I was not sure what exactly was so amusing about my predicament.

“Don’t keep a lady waiting Mason. Its rude,” I pointed out.