Ex Games by Stella Rhys

Author:Stella Rhys [Rhys, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

If there was any doubt about what I’d felt last night, it was vanquished in the morning because while the wedding was still on, Mason was ready to go. Standing among the bags we’d barely unpacked, I tried to slow him down and let him think.

“But what about your mom?” I asked gently, thinking about how Clara would not only lose her younger son but know forever that his last interaction with Mason had been downright awful. Freshly showered, his towel loosely knotted over his hips, Mason sank to a seat at the edge of the bed.

“I don’t know,” he sighed. “I’ll have to tell her he made his choice.”

“He was doubting himself last night. You saw that.”

“I did.” Mason lifted his gaze to me. “But if calling the wedding off takes you saying you’ll take him back, I don’t care to see it happen anymore. I know you wouldn’t actually go back to him. I know you want nothing to do with him anymore. But if you say those words, he’ll hold them against you and harass you for… I don’t know how long, but long enough to continue being a part of your life, and that’s not fair to you. You deserve to move on from him and just live again.”

“Mason.” Appreciation welled in my chest as I stood before him at the bed, letting him pull me in by the backs of my thighs. “I obviously want that, and trust me, I don’t want to stay here any longer myself. I was ready to go the second I laid eyes on Aaron last night. But I also don’t want you to go home and feel like you didn’t do enough to try and save your family for your mom.” I smoothed my thumbs over his hollow cheeks as I held his face. “To some degree, I know her pain. I know what it feels like to lose something precious and then pin all your hopes and dreams on one person. And Aaron is clearly the wrong person for anyone to depend on but your mother deserves him. He’s her son. She carried him for nine months and raised him for eighteen years. Losing him after all the time honestly sounds worse to me than – ” I cut off. Twelve weeks.

Just shy of it, actually. But there was no need to finish that sentence because I didn’t want to talk about my past anymore, and Mason knew exactly what I was going to say. Bringing me to my favorite position on his lap, he wrapped my arms around his strong neck and held me against his bare chest. Over the soft T-shirt I’d worn to bed, he kissed me – pressing his lips gently between my breasts, along the tops of them then finally, against the heart-shaped valley between collarbones. Then he looked in my eyes and like yesterday, I could read the words in his heart. All three of them. God, just say it, Mason, I thought before promptly changing my mind.

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