Chapter 61: There's just something about him.

Hannah wrapped Mason's hoodie around her, soaking up his smell, the warmth still clinging to the soft cotton. She could still remember the first day she met him, grumpy and ready to bite someone's head off. Despite his grumbling he worked hard to get the mobility back after his ACL surgery. They'd been friends-or something like it. Granted, she'd never wanted to be friends with Mason.

There was something about him...

Why did it have to be Mason?

Why couldn't she have developed a thing for someone else?

Hannah had considered the very real possibility that she was broken. That maybe she just wasn't equipped for romantic relationships. And then she met him, and her body had woken up with a vengeance.

"What have you been up to lately?" he said, as though he knew she was thinking about him.

"Not a lot. Working mostly. You?" She twisted to face him, taking sick pleasure in the opportunity to just look at him. Mason Clark was a bear of a man, big and muscular. Yeah, he could be gr