I clenched my jaw. “What’s your point?”
“My point is that you don’t have to go through with this farce of a wedding. Not when he clearly doesn’t respect you, doesn’t care about humiliating you publicly.” He stepped closer. “Not when you have other options.”
“If by ‘other options’ you mean you, then no thanks. I’ll take my chances with Isaac.”
Mason’s eyes narrowed slightly. “You don’t mean that. I saw your face yesterday, Bianca. I know you still have feelings for me.”
Was he delusional? After I’d shoved him away so hard he’d nearly fallen on his ass, told him to go f**k himself, and stormed off? “The only feeling I have for you is contempt,” I said flatly. “Now get out of my way, Mason.”
But Mason didn’t move. Instead, he leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “I
