The cool fingertips carried a current, a tingling sensation made Aurelia's body tremble slightly. Just as she thought Mason Nightshade would go further, the warmth on her body suddenly disappeared.
"You sleep first, I'll take care of something."
Aurelia watched Mason rush into the bathroom, frowning.
In the past, Mason never restrained his desire.
He believed it was his expression of affection for her, needing no disguise, directly conveying it to her was the right thing. So he never covered up awkwardly in this regard. He wanted her body, wanted her soul, wanted her heart, and then Mason would show her with actions, just expressing his desire for her so intensely.
Cold air clung to Mason's body.
He came out of the bathroom and saw Aurelia curled up like a cat, holding an old plush toy, no clue where she found it.
"Aurelia?" Mason called cautiously.
Aurelia didn't respond, seemingly asleep.
Did Mason know she planned to ignore him tonight?
