Page 32 of Sweetheart

Room by room, Mason searched his entire cabin, Jason at his back.

Nothing.

Someone had to have been there though. There was no other reason for his window to be open. Stupid mistake to make leaving it open though. Was it a warning?

“You think he found you?”

He turned slowly. His brother looked as scared as Mason felt. Mason leaned against the bedroom wall. Instead of handling things on his own, Mason had predictably called in his twin. He was so stupid.

“I shouldn’t have called you,” Mason said quietly. “You can still get away. If you leave now, they might not know that you were ever here.”

Mason knew better! Jason was his weakness. He would do anything for his brother. Their father knew that Mason would call Jason if anything went wrong.

“Come with me,” Jason demanded. “We can leave right now. I’ve found a few places that will work for a hideout. Out-of-the-way towns no one would ever look for us in.”

Mason was already shaking his head.

“Look, I know you don’t want to spend your life on the run or hiding but if he found you already—”

“I can’t leave.” Mason forced the words past his tight throat.

“Mas, please.”

Fuck! It wasn’t about him any longer. Mason would run at the first sign of trouble time and again, but he couldn’t outrun his past any longer. There was an entire loving family five miles from his cabin. There was no guarantee that his father would follow if Mason left. Not if he thought there was anything weird going on around there. And there was a fuck ton of weirdness going on around there.

No way in hell could Mason leave Levi. Or Bryce and Nate. Lawson. Axel, Drake, Bo and Craig. Even Tristan.

Mason would not allow others to be hurt because he was too much of a coward to fight back.

He jolted as Jason grabbed his shoulders.

“We’ll run. Stay one step ahead of him. We’ve done it before.”

Mason met his brother’s worried gaze. “I can’t leave my mate.”

“Your mate?” Jason screeched.

“Or you can call him my Daddy.”

“Fuck!” Jason spat. “I’m going to need that beer so we can plan.”

Mason really loved his twin.

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Levi

He hated leaving his mate behind. If he hurried, Levi could get up to his rooftop and hopefully watch as Mason settled in for the night. At least that way he knew Mason was safe and sound.

Parking in the shed that had been converted for the bikes, Levi was nearly desperate to get up to his room. The vibration of the bike against his aching balls and hard dick had almost brought him to orgasm several times on the short ride home. Levi cupped his jean-covered erection and gave himself a squeeze. It was harder than he’d imagined leaving Mason alone. Levi’s entire body craved his sweet mate, but Levi knew he’d made the right decision.

Slowly climbing off his bike, Levi’s mind was on his mate and his hard shaft. Until the door slammed closed.

Levi jumped and spun. “What are you doing here?”

“Waiting on you.”

He didn’t have time for this. Being fully aroused, Levi didn’t want to see anyone but his mate. “Not now, Tristan.”

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