Mason's POV
She was staring at me intently like she was in a daze. The Lexi I knew would have jumped off me and yelled till my headache but she was just laying on top of me without moving. Does this perhaps have something to do with what happened this morning? It was clear that our wolves wanted each other. We were the ones holding them back. Her scent filled my nostrils. She smelt like roses.
"Shouldn't we be upstairs right now?" I asked. We couldn't lay here forever. This was the living room and anyone could walk in at any time. It will be terrible if Vivian catches us in this position again.
"We should," she replied. I waited for a while but she made no movements.
"We will when you get off me in case you forgot," I remarked. Her eyes widened as she hurriedly scrambled to her feet,
