Chapter 2

Alex's POV

I wake up to the sound of my cellphone ringing, I check the time to see it's 9 am.

It's my dad calling, I answer the call on the 3rd ring.

"Hello Princess," I hear my dad's cheerful voice.

"Hello daddy," I say groaning a little.

"Did we wake you up?" I hear my mom ask, they had the phone on speakerphone.

"Yeah." I groan.

"I told you she was probably sleeping," my dad says to my mom and they start arguing.

"Did you two just call me to argue?" I ask sighing.

"No princess, how are you? How's New York?" My dad asks. "Have you settled in yet? How's Mason?" My mom continues.

"I'm fine, I haven't settled in yet I just got here yesterday and Mason is good." I say.

"What about your apartment? How do you like it? Angie said it's in thesame building with Mason's." My mom says referring to Mason's mom Angie.

"Yeah it is, the apartment is beautiful." I say.

"I have to go, I'm jet lagged and I still have to unpack I'll talk to you later." I add.

"Okay princess, we love you." My mom and dad both say in unison before ending the call.

Remembering I'm having breakfast with Mason, I quickly get up and get into the shower.

I had just finished my shower and gotten dressed in a jeans and a sweater when Mason texted and asked me to open the door to my apartment.

I open the door for him and he comes in flashing me his perfect smile.

"Wow all this boxes for clothes?" He asks noticing alot of boxes in the living room.

"Yeah clothes and shoes," I say with a smile. "Books too." I add.

"I think you might need help to unpack because this is alot." Mason says as he looks around.

I look at the boxes and he's right, this is alot.

"You can help me." I say jokingly, I mean he did kind of offer yesterday.

"Okay, we'll start after breakfast." He says.

"Really?" I ask surprised he wants to spend his Saturday helping me unpack.

"Yeah." He says. "Let's go upstairs to my place, made us something to eat already."

"Okay," I say and I follow him up to the final floor. He lives in the penthouse and it's gorgeous which ofcourse I totally guessed it would be because everything about Mason is gorgeous.

We go into his dinner room which was filled with a spread, pancakes, eggs, sausage, a sandwich also.

"Did you cook all this?" I ask as my mouth waters to the sight of everything.

"Yeah I did," he says with a smile.

"Since when did you learn how to cook?" I ask surprised.

"I don't know, I guess I have always known how. I used to sit with grandma Davis in the kitchen while she cooked." He explains grinning.

"Okay now I'm definitely glad we live in thesame building, because I can't cook for shit." I say sighing and he laughs. "What will you do without me." He says playfully and I smile.

We sit down and start eating and everything tastes amazing.

"What do you usually do during the weekends," I ask him.

"I'm a workaholic, I mostly work sometimes I go out with my friend Nick and some of our friends."

"So no girlfriend?" I blurt out, instantly shocked at myself that I asked.

He furrowed his brows as if he hadn't quite understood what I'd asked. After a moment he answered, "No."

"No one woman has caught your eye?" I ask again.

"A few have." He turned his eyes on me, refusing to shrink from my interrogation. I remembered this about him he never felt the need to explain himself, but he didn't shy away from questions, either.

His lips parted slightly and his tongue peeked out to wet them again. Mason's jaw was carved and covered in dark stubble. I had a sudden and overwhelming urge to feel it on my thighs.

My eyes dropped to his toned arms, the large hands relaxed at his sides, God he's gorgeous. Control yourself Alexis, I mentally scolded myself.

"So," I said. "Not ready to settle down, then?"

"Definitely not." His smile pulled up one corner of his mouth and he looked completely destructive. My heart and lady bits would not survive a night with this man and also seeing him all the time.

"What about you? You have a boyfriend?" He asked his face stern.

"No, not in a while." I say as I avoid his gaze.

"Why not?" He asks.

"Broke up with my college boyfriend 6 months ago, haven't dated anyone since." I say.

"But I think I should get back out there, I just don't want anything serious right now. I got into college very early at 15 years old, never got to have meaningless relationships and hookups. And finishing college early, then my undergraduate and then my PHD I've kind of been all work and no play so I think I should have those meaningless hookups I didn't get to have." I explain which Mason watches and listens to me attentively.

"I'm also starting my career so I don't have time for anything serious, all I want is something very casual." I add then suddenly feeling like I over explained while Mason watches me still very attentive listening to my every word.

His dark brows pulled together as something seemed to occur to him. "Are you asking me to set you up with a friend?"

"No. God." I said instantly. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to laugh or crawl into a hole and hide for the rest of my life. How did he get that from everything I just said.

"I just want to get settled in first, and maybe we can talk about that." I said after a pause.

"Okay." Mason says with a nod.

"Let's go back to your apartment and unpack, then later we can go out. I'll show you around the city and you can meet some of my friends." He added.

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An hour later we have unpacked most of my boxes which was actually easier than I thought it would be. The closet was huge so it had enough room for all dressers and shoes now the only boxes remaining are for my under-wears.

"What about this boxes?" Mason asks.

"Just leave those, I'll do them later. Are you sure you're not tired?" I ask.

"No I'm not, let's just finish everything now so you can relax." Mason says as he opens the boxes.

"No Mason really, I'll do it later." I start to say but he had already opened up the box filled with my bras.

Seeing what's inside the box he closes it back up and brings it into my bedroom.

He winced slightly, saying, "Right, I'll let you do this later," under his breath.

I relaxed, amused by the reaction.

"What about this other box?" He asks.

It's not labeled. He adds bringing it to my bedroom.

"I think that's probably for pajamas and nighties." I say as he opens the box.

Sniffing through the box he brings out the things inside while I go back into my closet to arrange some stuff.

"Alexis!" He calls out my name and I walk back into the bedroom to find him holding my vibrator in his hand. I stay by the door frozen and mortified that he saw my vibrator which looked like an artificial dick.

Mason licked his lips, reaching to scratch the back of his neck. "Where do you want this?" He asks playfully inspecting the vibrator while I run through the empty boxes almost falling down to him.

"Give me that." I say reaching up to collect it while he holds it high up laughing at me.

"Nice Alexis, does it feel you up?" He asks again playfully.

"Mason give me that," I say as I finally collect it and put it in my bedside drawer.

"You haven't answered my question Alex, does it feel you up?" He asks again playfully.

"We're not talking about that." I say still mortified he saw my sex toy.

"I'm going to keep asking." He says grinning at me.

"Stop that, I'm already mortified enough. I'm going to go hide in the closet and never face you again." I say still completely mortified covering up my face.

"Or maybe start checking for flights back to L.A." I add dramatically and Mason laughs. A good hearty laugh which makes me smile,

"Okay okay I'll stop." He says. "For now." He adds smiling.

"Okay so

I'm going to go upstairs, pick you up by 7." Mason adds before finally leaving, we're meeting up with his friends.