Chapter 325

MASON King’s fingers trail lazily down my abs as he lies next to me in bed. “I was thinking about how much I enjoyed our date that wasn’t a date.” Yeah, I enjoyed it too, and I wish we could do it more often. I roll onto my side to face him. “What did you used to do? You know, like back in Chicago? Did you date at all?” “I wouldn’t call it dating, no. It was more …” He runs a hand over the thick stubble on his jaw. “To be honest, it was just sex. Often with guys who were as happy to not be seen in public together as I was.” “So eighteen years of hookups? You’ve never been for dinner or a movie? Gone to a club?” He arches an eyebrow. “You saw how out of place I looked in a club.” I suppress a laugh as I recall how awkward he was in Xylophone, but only because I know him so well. He didn’t look out of place though. “Not even a bar?” He shakes his head. “Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t as careful in Chicago as I am in New York. Being seen leaving a motel with a guy didn’t freak me out as mu