Scarlett

"Girl, I heard you're going to Italy!" Mackenzie says excited when I enter the kitchen. "Oh my god, you are?" Sophie asks and I nod. "Yep."

"You're so lucky."

"Yeah,and guess what Soph. She's going with Mason, all alone." She wiggles her eyebrows making Sophia grin at me.

Here we go...

"Stop looking at me like that." I point my finger at them. They pout. "But, you're going all alone. To Italy. Alone!" She exclaims jumping, making me groan.

"We get it. We're going alone. Big shit. Now please close the case."

I'm becoming annoyed. Why make such a big deal?

"I'm sorry." Mackenzie pouts. "It's just that he never gotten so close to anyone like this before, since Katherine. He actually likes you, while other people he just tolerates." She adds and I nod.

"It's fine. I'm not used to all this excitement in something so...well yeah..." I trail off, not knowing how to explain.

"It's ok. We understand. You like things more subtle, just like my cousin." She smirks and I slap her arm, playfully." What did I say just now?"

"I know, I'm sorry." She laughs.

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"Ew! Mason, no! " I step back from his sweaty body.

Basically I was starting to pack my things, for the week in Italy, and I didn't know if I should take any fancy clothes or not, so I came to his bedroom to ask. He wasn't there so I waited a few minutes, and he got in all sweaty.

And now he's trying to grab me. The asshole.

"Come on Scarlett, you're better to hug than my pillow." He steps forward and I climb his bed.

"You've been hugging your pillow?" I laugh histerically picturing him doing that.

Oh my god, it's so funny!

"I didn't meant it like that." He climbs too, and I jump running to his bathroom. When I go to close the door he appears and put his foot inside.

"Oh fuck, my foot!" Mason groans making my eyes widen. Opening the door I look at it. "I'm so-"

He wraps himself around me, pushing me inside the bathroom, closing the door with his feet, making me squeal.

The fucker!

"Got you." He chuckles. "You're gross Mason, now I'm drenched in your sweat." I whine looking down at my t-shirt. "There's a solution for that." hs grins at me and I roll my eyes. "What?"

He goes to open the water in the shower and I shake my head. "I'm not showering with you."

"Why not?" He takes a step forward, I take one back. "Because."

"Not an answer." He says and in a blink of an eye grabs my waist pulling me with him, below to the water running. "Mason! I hate you!" I pout the water going down my face falling off of the lip.

"Oops?" he grins and I roll my eyes pushing my wet hair back. "Idiot."

"Stupid."

"Moron."

"Sexy."

"That's not an insult you know?" I ask.

"Yep. Now strip the clothes for the master." he grins and I furrow my eyebrows. "Ok. Where is he?" I look around the shower cubicle.

"Real funny." I only grin at him taking my t-shirt and leggings. He takes his own, boxer included.

"I've seen, eated and fucked it all," He gestures to my body. "Take the underwear." I sigh but drop it, leaving us both naked, the water cascading down our bodys.

He grabs his shampoo dropping a massive amount in his hand. My eyes widen when slaps it on my hair. "You little bitch!"

He laughs throwing his head back. "There's nothing little about it. Can't you see?" He points to his manhood and I have to force my eyes to stay on his face.

"Shut up." I go to punch, playfully his stomach but he grabs my wrist. I giggle and do the same movement with my free wrist but he catches it. Pulling me against the wall gently, he leans down, his hair dropping water on my nose.

"Thought you could fight better than that." he whispers and I lean my face closer to his, our lips brushing slightly. Taking advantage of his gaze focused on my lips I move my knee upwards, brushing it against his dick.

His gaze snaps to my eyes and I smirk. "Carefull, I might."

He narrows his mesmerizing dark brown eyes at me, and I grin taking the shampoo from his hands, dropping some on my hands.

I look at him ready to ask if I could, but he beats me to it. "You can." I nod at him, and go on my tiptoes to massage the shampoo into his hair, making him slip a low moan.

Fuck, that's hot.

He sighs in contentment, when I finish turning us around to wash it out. While he's doing that I massage my own. Mason steps out of the way to let me rinse out my own hair.

He gives me a towel to wrap myself, and I leave his bathroom to his closet. "I'm stealling your clothes Mas." I shout at him, with an 'ok' of answer.

I dress a white hoodie and black sweatpants, with the same underwear because I had taken a shower in the morning, and it's lunch time.

He gets out of the bathroom wearing a  black t-shirt and gray swetpants. Our hairs are still wet from the shower, but his looks way hotter than mine.

"Let's go." I nod at him, and we head downstairs to see everyone already seated, ready for lunch. Dominic was out, so it was just Dion, Mackenzie and us.

They smirk at us.

Oh boy, here we go, again!

"It's raining outside or something?" Dion points to the window, where you can see the bright sun. "Yes." Mason answers blankly seating, I keep my mouth shut, waiting for my food.

I'm actually surprised that he didn't tried to have sex on the shower. But it felt nice, you know. It makes me...happy.

It's that bad?

"What are you thinking?" Mason whispers in my ear and I look to see Dion and Kenz on their own talk. I shrug. "You didn't try anything sexual in the shower."

He chuckles kissing my temple. "I know. I like to tease you, without end up in us fucking. It feels... nice, I guess." He shrugs and I smile nodding at him.

Indeed, it does.

It actually feels like I'm 21,and not some girl who lost her family and it's been training to get revenge since her fifteen years.

"And I still don't have condoms." I laugh at that, receiving curious looks from the other two.