Nine

"Did I interrupt your sleep?"

"No. You didn't. I woke up a while ago. Miss me?"

"More like worried. Are you okay? What about the stalker?"

"Trashed my house but he didn't steal anything and I'm lucky I slept elsewhere or I'll be yesterday's news"

"You should have told me earlier. I was worried" Mason said finally sitting down. He'd kept himself busy all day to avoid calling her every hour to check if she was fine. He wondered if that kind of thing happened often and if so, why hadn't she hired bodyguards? She was famous. Which meant she was likely to attract all sorts of people. When had the person started stalking her? He had a lot of questions but didn't think she would appreciate his probing so he kept his mouth shut.

"Sorry. I was just busy trying to find a place to stay"

It was too soon. He shouldn't ask but the words were out of his mouth before he knew "You could have just come to me. I have more than enough room"

"Are you asking me to move in with you?"

Fuck!

"