Aurelia Shaw sat on the toilet, hearing footsteps coming out, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Mason Nightshade, "Congratulations, you've won a prize."
"What?" Mason asked, not understanding.
Aurelia's voice carried a hint of schadenfreude: "My relative is here, there's no sanitary pads at home, you get to go buy a pack for me."
Mason was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned grim and ugly. He glared at her smug little face, gritting his teeth, and turned to stride out.
Damn it!
Why did it have to be today of all days!
And precisely when he wanted her!
After Mason left, Aurelia's gaze dimmed slightly, and she let out a long sigh, finally calming the heat raging inside her and the irregular heartbeat.
It seemed that even the last time between them was not meant to be.
