Chapter 173

He was already ahead of me with that macho show of his earlier when he ripped his shirt off. I actually liked my shirt and it was really expensive too. As much as I love my Fionn, unless she ordered it, then I would not be ripping my shirt off like a crazed Neanderthal. All unbuttoned I slipped off my shirt then threw it at Freya, she giggled with excitement. Obviously seeing how much care I'd taken with the shirt, she gently placed it over the post of the bed. I smiled at her thoughtfulness and she nodded in reply. God this girl really is perfect, I thought to myself. Mason and I removed the rest of our clothes, then stood there in front of Freya waiting for our next orders.

Mason Hart