MASON’S POV"Get the fuck away from me!" I growled, shoving her shoulder back as I ripped my mouth away from the kiss.Genevieve stumbled slightly against the plush arm of the sofa, but she didn't lose her composure for a second. Instead, she slowly bit her lower lip, casually tucking a loose strand of silky brown hair behind her ear as her dark eyes locked onto mine with amused fascination. "What's the matter, Mason? Are you running away from me?""Call it whatever the hell you want, but just stay the fuck away from me," I snapped, shifting my body back to create a wide gap between us on the leather cushions.She tilted her head, her gaze sharp and analytical. "Do you like someone else, Mason?"The words rang loudly in the quiet room, striking me like a physical blow. I snapped my head toward her immediately, my jaw tight and my shoulders tense. Our eyes met, and a slow, triumphant smirk formed at the corner of her lips."I guess not," she mused, a soft chuckle escaping her throat. "
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