Nora had barely moved when Mason finally let her go.
The second his grip loosened, she shot up from the couch as if escaping a fire.
Mason’s face turned grim as he watched her move away from him like he carried a deadly curse.
She wasn’t pretending.
She wasn’t playing hard to get.
She genuinely wanted to be as far from him as possible.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
A sharp knock on the lounge door broke the thick silence between them.
Mason turned to her, voice low and tight. “Do you want to hide in the restroom, or are you just going to stand there and let them see you?”
Did she even have a choice?
Without answering, Nora spun around and hurried toward the restroom.
Mason’s jaw clenched as he stared after her.
This woman didn’t even hesitate to run from me. Would she be this quick to e
