MASON’S POV
“So, are we going to sleep here tonight?” Emily asked, stroking the tip of my hair. Lying just a teeny bit away from the start of my head, head resting on her elbow-supported hand, on a mat by the sea. We formed a ‘T’ adjacent to the sea.
“Not precisely.”
“Then, when do we go home? You’re a lover of late outings I see, not afraid of anything sir?”
I breath a smile, “You can say that, only when it comes to you I am.”
“Ooo, fancy.” She fed me grapes.
“You know, it’s not advisable to eat while lying.”
“First time for everything then.” With a giggle, she kissed a grape attached to a branch, dangling it above my mouth, I enclose my lips round it, soaking it with my tongue before plucking it out to chew.
Her breath hitched. “Doing that when we’re alone? Doesn’t seem
