A shower of tiny kisses rained down on me. I pounded on his shoulder. "You messed up my makeup." But he didn't care in the slightest, not until my phone rang again did he reluctantly let me go. He cupped my face in his hands, his eyes lingering. "Call me when you're done, and I'll come to get you."
"Okay."
After watching him leave, I stood at the hotel entrance and smiled wryly. Who would have thought that Theodore, the fearsome man in Kinsewood, could be so clingy?
"Dana, who was that in the car just now?" Mason's gloomy voice suddenly came from above.
I was startled and only then realized that Mason was standing behind me, his face grim, his eyes fixed on my lips. I glanced at him. "What's it to you?"
But he stopped me directly. "Dana! You are my fiancée!"
Faced with his sudden ang
