A few days had passed by pretty much uneventful except for Masons strange behavior. He barely looked at me, and if our eyes did meet he became bashful and would quickly leave the room.
If Markus had him sleep in my room he did talk to me a little bit, but it felt more awkward, as if he was uncomfortable, by the tenth day I’d had enough.
I found Mason in the shower. Yep, I didn’t knock or think, and I just slammed the door open.
“f**k! Hazel knock!” He quickly grabbed a towel and wrapped it around himself before stepping out of the shower.
I was too stunned to respond, I had never seen him n***d before And he looked incredible. He didn’t just have muscular strong arms and abs, his whole body was made of muscle, even his damn legs looked powerful and muscular.
I hadn’t gotten to see
