Chapter 11
Claire
Mason was still asleep beside me with his arm draped over my stomach when I woke up. My muscles were sore from our many trysts the night before, but at least it was a good sore. Slipping out of bed, I snuck off to the ‘her’ bathroom since the suite we got had a his and her bathroom. I washed up and did my usual morning routine before walking back into the suite, thinking that since an hour had gone by Mason would be up … but he wasn’t. He was still sound asleep.
Hmm … interesting.
It wasn’t until I saw the note on the desk that I realized why he was still passed out on the bed; he had gone out last night. Deep down I knew he was itching to get started, and I didn’t blame him. He had a job to do, but he was also trying to find out who killed his friend and the other me
