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"And what about you, Mason? What's your hobby?"

He slid his hand up my thigh, to the hem of my dress. "I like to fuck."

I choked on a sip of the cabernet. "Excuse me. I need to use the restroom." I stood up quickly and wound my way through the tables toward the bathroom.

I pushed through the bathroom door and exhaled. My heart was beating out of my chest. God I wished I had kept my panties on. I was practically dripping with desire. I ran into a bathroom stall and locked the door behind me.

What was it about Mason that was so exciting?His handsome features. His naughty words.I stood there trying to catch my breath. I didn't need to use the bathroom, I just needed to clear my head. He was wearing me down. But he was a pretentious asshole. I took a few more deep breaths. This was ridiculous. What had Marie been thinking? Mason wasn't the kind of guy I could date. Did Marie actually think we'd be a good fit? Or was Marie thinking along the same lines as Kendra?

I exited the bathroom stall and walked over to the sinks. I grabbed a paper towel, ran some cool water over it, and blotted it on my neck. This restaurant had the heat on too high. I kept my eyes on the mirror as someone else entered the restroom. The click of the lock made me turn my head.

"Hot and bothered?"

I pulled the damp cloth from my breasts. "Mason, this is the women's room. You can't be in here." I looked around, but we were alone. I gulped.

"Don't you ever break the rules?"