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I guess. He had his moments.”
    “ You were too good for
him. You know that, right?”
    Cassie squirmed a little in her seat,
apparently uncomfortable with the conversation. “Why are we
discussing this now? I’m over Dastardly Dave.”
    Mason chuckled at her
nickname for Dave. The smile on his lips slowly faded as his mind
whirled. “ Are you
over him? Really?”
    Cassie was silent a moment. “Totally
moved on,” she said firmly.
    Mason felt a jolt through his body,
his limbs tingling. “So you’re ready to date again?”
    Cassie stiffened beside him. “Ready to
date? Um … yeah. I guess. Maybe.”
    Her inability to answer
deflated him a little. He’d kept his distance the last few months
because he’d wanted to give Cassie time to get over Dave, not that
she’d appeared overly torn up. Mason hadn’t wanted to take
advantage or end up being one of her regrets. The little snippet of
her conversation he’d overheard replayed in his mind. I’m not Mason’s type. I never will be. There’s no
point ruining what we have.
    He needed to show her that she was
indeed Mason’s type. His mission wasn’t without risk. Mason valued
her friendship and couldn’t imagine being without it. But the
reward was worth the danger.
    He cast another quick glance her way
and his chest tightened. Her chestnut hair was swept up tonight.
Cassie’s long, graceful neck was on display. His fingers itched to
stroke her there, a precursor to his lips. Then he’d move them down
her lithe body, learning every inch there was to her.
    Mason could still see those long,
delectable legs from the corner of his eye. How much better they’d
look wrapped around his waist as he found comfort inside her
body.
    When he did, she’d look at him with
her lovely gray eyes and they would become one. As he came, he
would kiss her full, swollen lips, and breathe in her screams of
release. He wondered what her cries would sound like and knew he
needed to hear her satisfaction. If he had to seduce her tonight,
he would turn on the charm some.
    Mason shifted slightly in his seat.
His body was hard for her. A tremor roiled through the hand that
rested on the stick shift, near her long legs. Soon. Soon he would
show her how he felt and hope she shared his feelings.
    Mason took her exit and headed for her
house as quickly as possible. After months of patiently waiting, he
wasn’t leaving the States without letting her know exactly how he
felt about her. It could be his last chance to face her. Tonight,
Cassie was his.
     
    * * * *
     
    Cassie walked into the darkened
apartment and headed straight for the nearest light. Her legs felt
like rubber and she was scared she’d trip on her own feet in the
dark. She flipped the switch and spun on her heel to glance his
way.
    What she saw in his gaze nearly took
her breath away.
    The conversation about her ex in the
car had confused her. She’d felt something in the air between them,
yet he asked about Dave? Then he asked if she planned to start
dating? It only showed how wrong her instincts were when it came to
him. Her desire was making her see things that weren’t
there.
    “ So what did you want to
do?” she asked before swallowing her longing. “A movie?”
    He stared at her, the emotions on his
face completely alien to her. She knew this man, but right now, he
was changed. Mason wasn’t acting at all like himself and it was
throwing her off guard. Cassie swayed, moving her weight from one
foot to the other while she waited for his response. She was so
amped up, the thought of standing still was impossible.
    Mason stalked a little closer, his
stare focused on her. Stalked was a good word for it, too. She felt
like his prey. He stopped inches from her and she saw the heat in
his gaze. There was no more denying it. Mason wanted more than
popcorn and a movie on her couch.
    Her body was driven to the edge, the
desire to reach out to him immense. But she couldn’t do that. Their
friendship was at risk.
    Or could