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“You’re just scared,” he continues, still walking toward uy is relentless “But you don’t need to be… I want you, Becca I’ve dreaht since I first saw you” How do you spell creepy? Oh, right, R-o-b-e-r-t

As if the universe conspired to save me from his advances, someone knocks on the door I step out of his reach and walk hurriedly toward the door, turning the handle without bothering to ask who’s on the other side My heart skips a beat as I see the … And you’re right

“Becca…” Mason says my name as he steps inside the apartment In his clear blue eyes, I can almost see my reflection

“Mason…” I say, er kno in the world it continues to beat He smiles tenderly at me, and then he notices that we’re not alone He looks at Robert with one arched eyebrow, and I notice his eyes wandering to the bottle of wine on the counter Finally, he look straight at Robert His smile vanishes, and he purses his lips; I wish I could have a hole where I could hide right now

He looks into ive hi on ive him my assent to do what needs to be done

“Get out,” he tells Robert, turning to him with a serious expression on his face He’s co into fists, almost as if he’s ready to crash them into Robert’s face at a moment’s notice

“You can’t si to hear what Robert has to say, Mason walks over to hirabs him by the scruff of his shirt

“Get The Fuck Out” He tells hi in size To have so you to fuck off has be an inti experience He opens his en, he sihtens the collar of his shirt and, trying to act as dignified as possible - and failing miserably - he walks toward the door

Before he leaves, he throwsthe door behind hietic as possible

“What are you doing here?” I ask hi about the tender expression he looks at me Somehow, I already knohat he wants to say, but I need to hear it all the same

“I rong, baby girl I was so fucking wrong,” he whispers, closing the distance between hi both his hands on my hips

"Fuck the world, Becca," he says "They can fucking take everything fro God they will never take ain"

Tears stream down my eyes

"I fucking love you, baby girl," he tells me

"I love you too, Daddy," I says with a mischievous smile - so happy that I feel drunk