The gruff words came out of Mason’s mouth uninvited. He didn’t know why he was complaining. He wasn’t opposed to kissing. In fact, completing his mission practically called for it, what with the whole “make her feel butterflies” plan. This was also the part where he kept her busy with his mouth and won her trust, so he had an ironclad reason for sticking by her side. Plus, over her shoulder, he could see the front door open silently as Levi slid inside and made for the coffee table to swap the laptops. She smiled down at him. Not a teasing grin, but a big, wide smile that lit up her pretty face and made him want to smile right back. It was hard not to get pulled into Maddie’s orbit. She was Planet Sexy to his Moon of... Christ. He didn’t know. He sucked at metaphors. Or whatever. She ran her finger over his bottom lip and heat streaked through him, almost driving all nonsexual thoughts out of his head. “I prefer to think of it as creative rule bending.”
