TYCOON: His Money. His Harley. His Control. by Maggie Carpenter

Author:Maggie Carpenter [Carpenter, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance. Billionaire. Suspense. Love.
Published: 2018-06-09T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Mary and Mason spent an idyllic day watching a 1960s classic film they both loved. The original Thomas Crown Affair. They argued about the ending as they'd played with Pete, his antics making Mary laugh so hard her stomach hurt. As the dinner hour neared, Mason decreed they would enjoy the soup, which was virtually a meal in itself. Mary poured it into a bowl, and while she was placing it in the microwave, he spied a wooden spoon in a large copper container near the stove. Lifting it out he walked up behind her, and when she'd placed the bowl safely in the oven, he landed a solid swat.

"What the hell?" she exclaimed, blushing beet red and spinning around to face him. "Why did you do that?"

To her chagrin he didn't answer, but stood stock still, his arms crossed, staring at her intently.

"Mason! Answer me."

"Are you sure you want me to?" he asked, lowering his voice.

"Of course I'm sure."

"Because you've been waiting for me to do that all day. Tell me I'm wrong."

"Fuck."

"Did you just say fuck?"

"Yes, and now I need a hug."

Dropping the spoon on the table, he brought her into his arms. The elephant in the room had finally been dealt with, and after dinner, as they curled up on the couch in front of the fire with the spring storm raging outside, they kissed and cuddled and talked about their lives. Mary was surprised to discover Mason had been raised on a small farm.

"I used to draw skyscrapers and cars. My parents resigned themselves. They knew I'd be leaving. I have no idea where it came from. When the drug store had a magazine featuring anything to do with cities and business I had to have it. When I landed a scholarship for college they literally wept. Both of them. They were so proud. I was thrilled of course, but when I applied I felt sure I'd get in. It was as if my path had been chosen for me."

"That's an amazing story. Where do you think you inherited that gift?"

"My mother told me her grandfather was one of the first people to import goods from the Far East. He was very successful. Mom and pop are wonderful people. Honest and good-hearted. I help support them now, and if the farm needs something I jump in. I have an older brother who has my dad's love of farming, but it held absolutely no appeal for me."

"That's so interesting. My father was a doctor, and my sister got her love of science and medicine from him, but my mother was an artist. I inherited my creativity from her."

"Do you paint?"

"I do, but it's easier to make a living as a writer. Not that making ends meet as author is easy, no way, but I found it impossible as an artist."

"And I take it your parents are no longer with us?"

"No," she said, fighting the wave of sadness that always rose up when she talked about their demise.

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