Page 156 of Grand Love

He doesn’t trust me.

What now, my beautiful Pixie?

“It’s not?”

“No. If you want to be fucked,” He inches closer, circling my nipple through the wet shirt, “you come to—”

“Oh, I’m sorry, we were just heading out for a walk.”

Mason clears his throat as Vinny appears on the terrace with a bright-eyed Ellis in his hold.

“Da Da Da Da.” He claps.

“Good morning, Ellis baby.” I look at Mason with a smile as I lean in and kiss his head.

Vinny looks at my soiled shirt and jacket—which Mason insisted I wore—then to Mason, a small smirk on his face. “I’ll take Ellis around the grounds then come find you.” He nods his head, chattering to Ellis as he walks away.

I turn back to Mason. “If I wanna be fucked I what, Mase?” I grin wide, trying to contain my laughter.

“You’re gonna get it, Pix.”

I laugh, running through the house and back up to our room.

* * *

It’slate afternoon when we are finally packed up and ready to go home. Lucy has a lift with Miller and me and Megan jump in with Elliot and Charlie.

Mason, to my surprise, is staying for the afternoon with Ellis and Scarlet.

They both asked me to stay, but I know that they need some time together and with me around, Mason can get a little distracted.

“Who wants to go to a pub?” Elliot asks. “I haven’t been pub drunk in months.”

Elliot is in an annoyingly good mood today, and Megan being the extrovert of the group, clings to his every word.

“Yes! Hair of the dog is exactly what I need right now.”

Elliot smiles. “Charles?”

“You want to go out?” Charlie asks.

“It’s been a while, Lance will be game.”

“Where is Lance?” I frown, only now realising I didn’t see him at breakfast.

“He left late last night, got in a huff about some shit and called a cab,” Megan tells me.

“I will if Lance and Lowell do,” Charlie says on a shrug.

“Mason has Ellis until tonight, but he can drop him back early and you guys can go out, I need to check on Joey.” I wouldn’t go out even if I wanted to. My stomach twists just thinking about him.

“Have you heard anything yet?” Megan asks.

I shake my head. “No.”

“Lowell won’t sack off Ellis time,” Elliot says.

And it’s true, Mason wouldn’t miss another minute of his weekend with his son.

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