It was dark in the living room, and Mason's eyes gleamed as he looked at me. His gaze was filled with so much desire that he was almost oozing it.He lifted my hand and peppered my knuckles with soft kisses. His action was almost worshipful. His breathing grew heavy, and I heard him ask, "Can I kiss you, angel?"I flushed, and my heart raced. My blood coursed through my veins, making my eardrums hurt with how much it was rushing. I tensed, which showed my nervousness.Mason continued smiling as he looked at me. Then, he pressed his ear to my chest. He tapped a finger lightly on my chest, making me feel like I was burning where our skin met. I couldn't help trembling from the sensation. "Is your heart beating so quickly because of me, angel?"I parted my lips, but my throat was too dry for me to make a sound. Suddenly, one of Mom and Dad's lectures popped into my mind. Their words reverberated in my ears—they wanted me to be obedient and to keep myself chaste.Mason didn't stop t
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