Mason by Nicki Rowe

Author:Nicki Rowe [Rowe, Nicki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-04T16:00:00+00:00

May

Chapter Six

Axe

It's been two weeks since I had seen Mason at Chen's and had basically assaulted him. I knew the idea of us being friends with benefits wasn't going to work. He wanted more, and he deserved more, and I wish I could give him that. I wished I could be the man he thought I was.

Do you want to date me?

His words had been playing in my mind on repeat since the night he walked out of my apartment. The answer was: yes. I wanted him so fucking much I wasn't sure what to do with myself. I told him things hadn't changed for me, but that was a fucking lie. Could I put aside eight years of self loathing and years of violence to be the type of man that Mason deserved?

Fuck. I missed him.

I hadn't admitted this shit out loud to anyone. I knew Mills and Grizz knew what the fuck was going on in my head. Mills kept calling me an idiot and telling me to just talk to Mason, and Grizz always knew what was going on with me. He could sense my moods like a mama bear could sense that her cubs were in danger.

I snorted to myself. Grizz would hate if I referred to him as a mama bear.

I was sitting in my living room, sipping a beer. Some show about truck drivers was playing, but I wasn't paying attention. My phone was in my other hand, and it felt hot against my skin. I wanted to call him. I wanted to know if he was okay.

I hadn't seen Mason around town. He avoided The Diner, and I know that's because of me. It was his favorite haunt as much as it was mine. I thought I had seen him at The Clip and Save, but when the man had turned around, I almost growled in frustration when I realized it wasn't Mason.

“Fuck it,” I said, making up my mind. It was two in the morning, but I wanted to hear his voice. I wanted to tell him what has been on my mind for three weeks straight. I was a fucking coward if I let Mason slip through my fingers because I couldn't handle my feelings.

I dialed his phone, and waited for him to pick up. When he did answer his voice sounded small. He sounded frightened.

“Axe,” he said. He sounded on the verge of tears. My heart clenched in my chest. “What's wrong?”

“I was going to ask you that question.”

“I....um....nightmare.”

“Tell me about it.”

“I don't want to talk about it. Not with you,” he said, his voice going angry. “Why did you call?”

“Mason,” I said, standing. I paced the floor in front of my TV. “You asked me if I wanted to date you. Do you remember that?”

“Yeah.”

“You never let me answer.”

“Have you pulled your head out of your ass, Axe?”

I snorted. “I can't promise you anything. I can't promise you that I will be a good date. I can't promise you all the hearts and flowers and the sappy bullshit.

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