Lacey said to you."
"I'm not leaving her Mason. I refuse to just give up and walk away"
"I know you're not." He sits across from me. "Look I've made some calls."
I look at him curiously. "Calls?"
He gives me a mischievous smile. "You wanna see Lacey?"
That was a stupid question, the answer is obvious. When Mason tells me what these calls were about that he made I had to smile. Between us we arrange a plan; I just hope Lacey will go along with it.
Chapter Twenty-One
Lacey
I groaned when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I look at my little clock on my bedside table and groan louder because it's only 9am. I have nothing to do today so I had planned on staying in bed all day. I knew Roxie wouldn't leave me to sulk by myself for too long because yesterday she surprisingly left me to it. Ever since I had that dreadful phone call with Cole just over thirty hours ago, not that I'm counting or anything, I just don't want to do anything today and for as long as I can get away with it.
Roxie knocks again and this time walks straight into my room. Of course, I forgot to lock my door! I feel the bed dip as she sits beside me. "Come on girl, get up." I groan in response which makes her laugh. "I mean it, get up. You need to have a shower and I will stay here until you do. You know I will."
She's not bluffing either and after forty minutes of listening to her babble on about nothing, I can't take anymore! I stomp out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, straight into the shower. It feels good as I stand under the hot water. Maybe I did need this after all. I scrub my body with my favorite body wash and lather my hair. I'm glad to be feeling better, even if it is only a little bit, but I'm not telling Roxie.
When I walk back into my bedroom I sigh at Roxie who is still sitting on my bed. "What now?" She stands and I see that behind her she has laid out some fresh clothes for me. "I'm not a child Rox."
She simply smiles at me. "Just get dressed." She grabs my clothes and hands them to me. As she holds the clothes out she speaks quietly, almost like she's scared to. "I'm worried about you."
Not wanting to go down that topic of conversation or wanting to worry her anymore, I get dressed in the clothes that have already been chosen for me. Roxie has picked out a pair of skinny black jeans and a pale blue blouse. When I'm all dressed, Roxie sits me at my dresser. I go to stand back up again when she gets out my hairdryer. Then, she firmly places her hands on my shoulders and sits me back down. "Just humor me Lace."
I frown as I go along with what she wants. Did I really worry her that much that she wants to dress me? I wasn't even going to blow dry my hair but that was because I couldn't be bothered to do it so why not let Roxie do it for me? I sigh in bliss as she brushes my hair. I've always loved my hair being played with. Roxie softly chuckles. "Hmm, I haven't pleased you in a while." I stiffen at her words. I hope she doesn't think that because I'm angry with Cole that it makes it OK to go back to us having sex. "Chill Lacey, I'm just messing with you."
I relax again as she continues to brush my hair. "You have Mason now anyway."
She smiles at me through the reflection of the mirror, but it looks almost sad and then she slowly nods her head. Have I upset her? The look on her face brings me back to when I turned her down the weekend after we met Cole and Mason. The expression on her face looks very similar, but why would me saying she's now with Mason seem to upset her? Before I can manage to say anything though she turns on the hairdryer and drowns out any words I would have said. As she dries my hair into a silky and straight style, I watch her face. The longer she worked on my hair the happier she looked. We haven't
"I'm not leaving her Mason. I refuse to just give up and walk away"
"I know you're not." He sits across from me. "Look I've made some calls."
I look at him curiously. "Calls?"
He gives me a mischievous smile. "You wanna see Lacey?"
That was a stupid question, the answer is obvious. When Mason tells me what these calls were about that he made I had to smile. Between us we arrange a plan; I just hope Lacey will go along with it.
Chapter Twenty-One
Lacey
I groaned when I heard a knock on my bedroom door. I look at my little clock on my bedside table and groan louder because it's only 9am. I have nothing to do today so I had planned on staying in bed all day. I knew Roxie wouldn't leave me to sulk by myself for too long because yesterday she surprisingly left me to it. Ever since I had that dreadful phone call with Cole just over thirty hours ago, not that I'm counting or anything, I just don't want to do anything today and for as long as I can get away with it.
Roxie knocks again and this time walks straight into my room. Of course, I forgot to lock my door! I feel the bed dip as she sits beside me. "Come on girl, get up." I groan in response which makes her laugh. "I mean it, get up. You need to have a shower and I will stay here until you do. You know I will."
She's not bluffing either and after forty minutes of listening to her babble on about nothing, I can't take anymore! I stomp out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, straight into the shower. It feels good as I stand under the hot water. Maybe I did need this after all. I scrub my body with my favorite body wash and lather my hair. I'm glad to be feeling better, even if it is only a little bit, but I'm not telling Roxie.
When I walk back into my bedroom I sigh at Roxie who is still sitting on my bed. "What now?" She stands and I see that behind her she has laid out some fresh clothes for me. "I'm not a child Rox."
She simply smiles at me. "Just get dressed." She grabs my clothes and hands them to me. As she holds the clothes out she speaks quietly, almost like she's scared to. "I'm worried about you."
Not wanting to go down that topic of conversation or wanting to worry her anymore, I get dressed in the clothes that have already been chosen for me. Roxie has picked out a pair of skinny black jeans and a pale blue blouse. When I'm all dressed, Roxie sits me at my dresser. I go to stand back up again when she gets out my hairdryer. Then, she firmly places her hands on my shoulders and sits me back down. "Just humor me Lace."
I frown as I go along with what she wants. Did I really worry her that much that she wants to dress me? I wasn't even going to blow dry my hair but that was because I couldn't be bothered to do it so why not let Roxie do it for me? I sigh in bliss as she brushes my hair. I've always loved my hair being played with. Roxie softly chuckles. "Hmm, I haven't pleased you in a while." I stiffen at her words. I hope she doesn't think that because I'm angry with Cole that it makes it OK to go back to us having sex. "Chill Lacey, I'm just messing with you."
I relax again as she continues to brush my hair. "You have Mason now anyway."
She smiles at me through the reflection of the mirror, but it looks almost sad and then she slowly nods her head. Have I upset her? The look on her face brings me back to when I turned her down the weekend after we met Cole and Mason. The expression on her face looks very similar, but why would me saying she's now with Mason seem to upset her? Before I can manage to say anything though she turns on the hairdryer and drowns out any words I would have said. As she dries my hair into a silky and straight style, I watch her face. The longer she worked on my hair the happier she looked. We haven't
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