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CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

MASON

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Ishould have tiedher up and never let her leave.

Spending the day with Lexi was the best and worst idea I’ve ever had.Yes, I got to fuck every inch of her sexy little body, but I’m now even more unhappy to be separated from her.

I’m worried.

Why?She’s a grown woman, and yet I’m constantly concerned for her wellbeing.

I paced my bedroom last night wondering how uncomfortable her bed is.That she should at least have a nicer place to stay.Somewhere safe.

It doesn’t make sense.A few weeks ago, I was more concerned she was a corporate thief.

So which is it, brain?

There’s a tug and push happening inside me that I can’t seem to stop.It’s exhausting.

I want her.

I also don’t fully trust her.

You don’t trust anyone.

What I really want is Lexi back home, in my arms, in my bed and under my care.And I certainly don’t want her out with other fucking men.

Or working at the Obsidian Club.

Fucking Colt.

Facing facts, because it’s well past time to do so, I need to accept I have feelings for Lexi Grant.

Real feelings.

Feelings that conflict with my fears, and that’s confusing as hell.

Nevertheless, Lexi Grant just became my priority.And because I’m not a man who does things by half, or sitting down, I’ve set a few things in motion that will protect her and make sure I’m the man she’s thinking of.

Although I’m confident enough to believe my cock did that yesterday, but...just to be sure, I complete the online order I’ve spent over an hour working on and close my laptop.Then smile.

She’s going to go nuts.

If Lexi goes on her date with Terrance, she’s going to be thinking of me.No doubt about it.She can pretend all she likes that what we have is simply lust, but the time for bullshit is over.

As for the slimy patrons at On the Rocks?Well, I have a plan for that, too.

I head into my walk-in-closet and dig through my vast collection of clothes, hats and accessories as I place a call.

“What’s up?”Zander answers.

“Need your help.”

“To bury a body?”

“Think you’d know if I’d found Sandy.Unfortunately, not.”

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