"Bee." I touched the side of her face. "I bought you this dress. Because I really like you. And I wanted to come here tonight with you. I don't want to talk about my parents or Patrick. I want to focus on us. Because I'm really loving us."

"I'm really loving us too."

Of course you are. "And since you're a gold digger, you'll be happy to know that one day I will inherit millions from my parents." As of right now, I wouldn't. I was sure they'd come around once I started my own successful company though. "But at that point, I'll already have millions of my own." At least that was the truth. Because I'd do anything to make it happen. Except for following Matt's advice. I wouldn't use Bee for information. That was where I had to draw the line.

"I'm not a gold digger, Mason."

"I know. At least, I hope you like me for more than my money." I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"I like you for a lot of reasons," she said.

"You do, huh?"

"I'm here, aren't I?"

Shit. She remembered last night perfectly. What else had I said?

"Ladies and gentleman." There was a stage off to the right of the dance floor and the president of St. Sabela's Children's Hospital had just taken the microphone. "As you all know, without all of your generous donations, we would not be able to continue the groundbreaking research that gives children the chance to be children. The gift that you have endowed is impossible to put into words. So I'm not going to bore you with a long speech."

Everyone laughed.

"Without further ado, it is with great pleasure that I announce that dinner is served. Here's to a fun night."

There was a loud smattering of applause.

"Shall we?" I said. "Or are you planning on sprinting out the door?"

"I think I'd rather stay."

"I was hoping that would be your answer." I reluctantly let go of Bee's waist. I liked the feeling of her hips beneath my hands

.

She looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes as she unwound her hands from the back of my neck. I grabbed her hand and lead her over to table three. Matt was already sitting there, staring at us. I knew he was about to embarrass me, but I was still excited to introduce Bee to him. It had been a long time since I had introduced a girl to someone in my family.

"By the way, you're about to meet my brother."

She smiled. "Which one is he?"

"The one that's almost as handsome as me."

"I call you handsome one time, and now you're all conceited about it."

I laughed and stopped next to Matt's seat. "Bee, this is my brother, Matt."

"It's nice to finally meet the girl that my brother is so infatuated with."

I would have been pissed at him, but Bee seemed to be pleased by what he said. Maybe Matt wouldn't try to ruin this for me.

"You're just as pretty as the pictures," Matt said and put his hand out for Bee.

"Pictures?" Bee glanced at me.

"Yeah. You do realize that my brother is stalking you, right?"

What the fuck, Matt?

Bee laughed.