When we pull apart, her stomach growls. I laugh and say, “Let’s go grab some food then we can come back here and hang out.”
“Sounds good to me, I have nothing but time on my hands these days,” she replies. I take a long look at her. Her smooth as silk raven colored hair, her deep sun-kissed skin, even though I know she’s not one of the local girls around here that bake in the sun as much as possible. Quinn’s is all natural, much like the rest of her body. Her dark chocolate eyes are lingering on mine and that’s when I know if we don’t leave, I’ll have her body up against the nearest surface, and I won’t let her up until I have her every way I can.
5
Quinn
Both of us are laughing at my rioting stomach, he turns to lead me out toward his back deck. Mason’s home is much like Rome’s but a little less homey. There’s not a woman’s touch in it at all, not even from Momma Tina. It’s even a little messy, nothing like I would have expected from a bachelor. I smile to myself as I follow his path, with my hand encased in his. I can feel the callouses he has on his hands, they’re such a contradiction to my smooth ones, yet the way it makes me feel is indescribable.
Opening up the back door to his deck, my senses smell the ocean, the sun is bright and beautiful today, but the breeze is chilly. I’m really glad I wore something warm.
“Are you going to be cold?” Mason asks. He’s wearing jeans that are molded to his long lean legs to perfection, along with a tight long-sleeve Henley that’s waffle knit in texture. The vee in the neck gives me a tease of his chest and has his skin peeking out beneath. It has my blood on fire with need and desire. Add in the fact that it’s navy blue, highlighting his skin tone, it’s beyond making me yearn for more of him.
“No, I should be good,” I tell him. Mason definitely caught me gawking at him but didn’t call me out on it.
“Let me know if you do, we can always get our food to go and eat inside,” he offers.
“And miss the smell of fresh burgers? No way, I’ve been dying to eat here since I got back home,” I say with sincerity. Ever since my last shoot was over and done with, I’ve been eating everything I wasn’t allowed to. It’s allowed me to gain the weight that was definitely needed and then some.
“Well, I guess we should get you fed then,” Mason says, the look in his eyes is telling me he’s hungry for more than just food.
My skin feels flush, and that’s when Mason brings me in closer to his side, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and we walk down the beach until we reach our destination.
It’s packed with beach goers, we grab the first available table we see. It doesn’t have the view of the beach, but you can hear the ocean in the background.
Mason hands me a menu, and I see what I’m getting right away.
“Do you know what you want?” he asks.
“I do, what about you?”
“I always get the same thing here, I never seem to deviate,” his ocean blue eyes reel me in. We’re lost in our own little world until the waitress appears.
“Hey! I’m Mary, I’ll be your server today. What can I get you two to drink?” She asks.
“I’ll have a sweet tea,” I tell her.
“Make that two, please. We know what we’d like to order too.”
I rattle off my order of the blue cheeseburger with the works, and Mason orders a blackened Mahi sandwich.
“Oh hey, I didn’t see you there Mason,” she says when she finally looks up from her notepad.
“I figured you’d be too busy to look up,” he says with a chuckle.
“How’s your mom doing?” She’s older than Mason is, and I hate to admit it but at first the green-eyed jealousy monster started to come out. Then when I really looked at her, I could tell she was closer to Momma Tina’s age.
“She’s good, hanging out at Rome’s place a lot these days,” he says with a proud smile.
“If my kids would ever give me a grand baby that’s where I’d be too,” she harrumphs.
“I imagine you would. Have you met Quinn yet?”
“No, I sure haven’t. It’s nice to meet you, Hon,” she says, and we shake hands.
“It was nice meeting you too,”
“Let me go put these orders in and bring out your drinks,” she turns and leaves, just as fast as she gets the words out.
Mason and I laugh at the same time, “If I have that much energy when I’m older, I’ll be thrilled. I feel like a bum as it is today, sleeping in until almost noon.”