Olivia
“You look beautiful.” Mason kissed my cheek as soon as I climbed into his car. It was nothing but a friendly peck on the cheek, so why did I feel guilty.
Wyatt had told me I had to go, that we had to keep up appearances but that didn’t stop the guilt.
“Thank you.” Clipping my seatbelt into place I stared straight ahead as he pulled away from the curb. Driving in silence. But every now and then I could feel Masons eyes dart towards me.
“Ok spill?”
Frowning I turned to face him. “Spill What Mason?”
A line appeared between his eyebrows. “You know exactly what,” his hand came off the steering wheel and waved in my direction. “Why do you look like that? Smell like that?”
“I smell?” I sucked in a breath. Trying to take my scent in through my nose as well as my mouth. I couldn’t sm
