“Mason?”
Looking down at her he smiled, “Yeah Rach.”
“Some things are just meant to be.”
Nodding he pulled her in tight and hugged her hard, yeah he thought, some things were just meant to be.
Chapter Thirty One
Lena arrived at Precious Petals at 4.30pm. She opened the door and heard the chimes tinkle above her head as she stepped inside. She took a deep breath and looked around the familiar space. Everything looked the same but it wasn’t. The most important part of this place had gone, the heart. Catherine. Looking around she tried to recall a memory when she’d been in here and Catherine wasn’t. The only one she could come up with was when she’d gone to hospital that one time, and Mason had been here instead, but he wasn’t here either. She moved through the aisle and then saw Rachel step out from behind the back door.
“Lena.” she said smiling over at her. Not until this moment had Lena noticed how very alike mother and daughter had been. Rachel may have been on the loud side when it came to her hair and clothes but the warm smile and the shining eyes mirrored her mother. This was now the heart of the shop. Moving over to the counter Lena returned her smile and reached over to take her hands.
“Hi Rachel.”
“How are you?” she asked grinning. She had dimples just like her brother and Lena couldn’t help but smile back at her.
“I’m good. Busy at work but otherwise good.”
“You look great!” Rachel pointed out as she leaned over the counter looking her over. “Killer boots!”
Feeling a blush creep over her face Lena nodded. “Ahh thanks.” Pausing she hiked her bag up on her shoulder and asked, “So where are these papers you need me to sign?”
“Oh!” she said rushing back behind the door and coming out with a smile, “Yeah it’s a trip she left you part of this place right?”
Lena looked at Rachel quickly, wondering if she was upset about it, but then Rachel nodded. “But it makes sense, you were here more than us. Mom said you came in every night for years.”
Lena sucked in a breath not knowing what to say. She wasn’t aware that Rachel had even known about that. Rachel reached out and took her hand and squeezed her fingers between her own. Then in a voice far more serious than Lena had ever heard from her she said softly.
“Don’t worry. I never knew who you were, not until just recently. Mom use to tell me about a girl who came to her shop. I always thought it was so sad but mom told me she loved it when you’d visit. She looked forward to 5.30pm when you would stop by and pick out your sunflower. She told me how proud she was that you turned out to be an amazing doctor.” pausing Rachel looked her right in the eye and said on a soft whisper, “She loved you. You’re just as much a part of her as we are. She was so very proud of you and I’m so glad I got to meet you.”
Lena felt a tear run down her face as she stood in the store she once thought of as her safe haven and held the hand of someone she now considered her sister.
She arrived at his place at around 5.30pm. Rachel had given her the key and she’d made her way over quickly, wanting to be there before him. She let herself in and put her bag on the kitchen counter. Leaving the lights off she walked into the living room and turned on the lamp he had on a coffee table. It illuminated the room with a soft glow and she looked around at the familiar furniture. She was nervous.
Tonight was the first night in months where they would be together in what promised to be an intimate evening. After laying her heart on the line the other night all she could do was hope he’d managed to forgive her and try to convince him she was worth taking a chance on. Turning toward the window she moved over to it and looked down at the people walking by on the street. The sun was just starting to dip down below the horizon and the street lights were starting to blink on and as she stood at the large window she was reminded of a conversation they’d had many months ago. She’d been asking him for his ultimate fantasy, and although the answer he’d given her had confused her at the time and had not been what she wanted to hear, he’d told her and she’d listened, and tonight she would deliver.
Mason was almost home. He was so eager to get to her he’d missed half of the cab ride and when he finally got out on the corner where they guy dropped him he leaned over and paid then turned around intending to race down the street into his building and up the stairs. However, for some reason he stopped and looked up as he walked toward the entrance of his place and there she was. Standing in the window of his condo, illuminated by a soft glow, she stood at his window looking down at him. His eyes were glued to her. From where he was he could see she had on a short skirt, he was assuming the little mini and her hair was down and flowing over her shoulders. His eyes moved down and he could see those sexy boots just under her knees that wrapped around her calves and disappeared below the bottom of his window. She looked so unbelievably sexy standing there he felt his mouth fall open a little bit on a sigh. Her eyes were glued to his and even from this distance he could tell she was watching his every move.
She looked different to him tonight. It was as though he were looking up at a stranger in his house because it had been so long since he’d been able to touch her. Running a tongue over his bottom lip he watched her smile down at him with a sexy smirk then she raised a hand behind her skirt and moved it in an unzipping motion. Turning on those booted heels she looked over her shoulder and down through the window at him and winked before she slowly walked out of view. Holy shit, his fantasy had just come to life.
Lena had removed her skirt and top and all she wore now as she leaned back against Mason’s huge headboard were her thigh high boots. She’d arranged her hair so it was falling down over each shoulder and tickling her now hard nipples. Watching Mason in the street below she’d been so turned on she had been hard pressed to turn and walk away from the window but that was part of his fantasy, the stranger in the window who beckoned to him and he couldn’t touch.
If she calculated correctly it took him around six minutes to get to the front door. She heard the key push in and unlock. She smiled to herself when she heard the door slam and the keys get thrown either on the side table or the counter, she couldn’t tell. Then she waited breathing deeply, trying to keep herself under control as she watched the partition with wide eyes in the dim light. She’d only turned on a soft lamp in the bedroom and as she waited there on the bed she was starting to wish she’d left it off. However, that thought quickly disappeared when Mason finally stepped into the room and made his way over to the bed stopping at the foot of it. He was still dressed but had pulled his black work shirt out of his pants and he’d obviously started to undo the top few buttons. As he stood there looking down at her she could almost feel the path his eyes made as they traced every single line of her body that was now on very prominent display. She felt her thighs clench and herself dampen in between when his eyes scorched a trail up and over her hips to her navel then up past her breasts and finally those burning hot eyes landed on hers and pinned her to the bed.
“Hello Lena.”
Feeling his voice deep down inside her she slowly smiled and bravely raised one booted leg up so it was resting foot flat on the bed bending her knee and giving him a front row view to everything he was making her feel.
Holy fuck! Was Mason’s first thought as he watched Lena slide her booted foot up and rest it at an angle that showed him just how juicy she really was. He swallowed deeply as he looked at the woman lounging back on his bed, naked as the day she was born except for the thigh high boots, and whistled low.