raised.
“Ruby, quiet. I’ll be on my way Mason,” Ashley said, clipping Ruby’s lead on. She’d never growled at anyone before in her entire life, she was as placid as they come.
Ashley muttered goodbye to Jessica, who just made a grunting sound at her and Ruby as though they were things she’d remove from the bottom of her expensive boots. Mason caught her up by the front door and spoke softly to her, “Sorry about Jessica, she’s not known for her people skills Ashley.”
“That’s fine I’ve got to go and get Ruby cleaned up anyway. I’m so sorry for the mess she’s made Mason,” Ashley felt terrible. Firstly for the mess her beloved pooch had made and secondly because the first man she’d met in ages that she liked had a beautiful and skinny girlfriend.
He leant toward her and pecked her on the cheek, “Hey, it’s been fun. I truly hope we meet again Miss Ashley.” He placed his hand on her shoulder as he spoke.
“Don’t think your girlfriend would like that,” she whispered.
“Sometimes things aren’t always what they first appear to be Miss Ashley, Jessica is not my girlfriend,” he said as he winked at her. Ashley and Ruby left and as she walked away from his home Ashley had a funny feeling she’d see him again very soon.
Chapter 3
The next day saw life return to normal for Ashley, although it seemed like every single second she was thinking about Mason. She was fascinated by him. The way his sexy dimples showed when he smiled, his gorgeous ice blue eyes, his sandy blonde hair and god that body, just thinking about his body got Ashley all hot and bothered.
She was working, as normal. Ashley had the back shift today meaning she would be working late and locking the diner after her shift. It was nearly closing time and Ashley’s feet were grateful, Abigail had left about ten minutes earlier in a hurry as she was going on a date with a new guy. Ashley was going to tell her all about Mason but thought better of it in the end; he was her secret.
Everyone had gone and Ashley was clearing the tables when a familiar voice behind her whispered, “Hello Miss Ashley.”
Her pulse raced as she turned around and looked into those beautiful ice blue eyes once again. He looked stunning in black jeans, an orange t-shirt and black sneakers, but the main thing that Ashley noticed was his hair. Today he had worn it down and it cascaded over his muscly shoulders, it made him look almost wild.
“Mason, how did? I mean how did you know I worked here?” Ashley was flustered and sounded like a babbling fool.
Mason smiled at her, “It didn’t take much detective work. I asked in a few of the local shops if anyone knew of an Ashley, I took a guess that you might work locally.”
She was flattered. Mason had asked about her.
“Well it’s not a very glamorous job I’m afraid. Hey, did your beautiful home clean up okay after Ruby’s rampage?” she asked as she carried some dishes through to the kitchen.
“Yes it’s all good. Here let me help you,” he offered as he went to take the dishes from Ashley’s hands.
She jumped as his hand brushed against hers and all the dishes scattered across the diner floor with a loud crash.
“Shit,” Ashley shouted as she knelt down to pick them up.
Mason knelt down beside her to help, he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her face toward him he looked deep into her eyes and said, “I’ve thought about you every minute of the day since we met. I wanted to find you and apologize for Jessica’s behavior.”
Ashley shivered at his light touch, “You don’t need to say sorry Mason she’s probably better suited to you than I am.”
Mason’s voice was quite short when he replied, “Don’t you do that, you hear me. You’re are a million times better than she is Miss Ashley, for one thing you have a heart, and passion running through your veins these are traits