Chapter17-The Perfect Day

I rolled onto my side, pulling the blanket over my body. Warm lips met mine and I was overwhelmed.

Mason pulled me on top of his body and smiled at me. "Morning, beautiful."

"Don't you think it's a little early?" I asked, yawning.

He stroked my hair, pushing a few strands behind my ear. "I start football practice tomorrow. I don't want to miss out on today."

I reached across him and grabbed my glasses. I was almost blind without them. "I take it you have a lot planned."

He smiled. "Not a whole lot. But it's still something."

I laughed. "Did you get killed in a dream or something?"

He chuckled. "Nope." He ran his fingers through my hair. "Go ahead and get dressed. I'll make breakfast."

"You're making breakfast? You've definitely lost it." I said, sitting up beside him.

He kissed me before heading for the door. "It gets better."

"A whole day planned? Are you trying to kill me?" I asked, laughing.

"Not purposefully." Mason said, kissing me.

I took his hand and sighed.

"What, you don't want to do this?" He asked, a hurt look on his face.

"No, that's not it. I want to. I'm just... nervous." I admitted.

He kissed my cheek softly. "Don't be. It's just us. Promise, Hale."

I leaned into his side and shut my eyes. It was so peaceful at his house. No crying babies or exhausted parents. No upset and cranky teenagers wishing they had something better to do.

I was more surprised that my parents let me stay at Mason's. Again, actually. I needed sleep and they trusted mason. But still.

"You must've planned this out pretty well." I said. It probably took him a long time. Planning a full day with just the two of us was a great ideas.

"I kind of did." He said, smiling down at me.

I blushed and looked away.

He offered me grapes from the small bowl. "You've been really quiet."

I shrugged. "That doesn't mean I'm not having fun."

"I'm glad you stayed the night."

"I needed some quiet." I said, laying back in the grass.

"So you're gonna fall asleep on me?" He asked, laying back beside me.

I rolled onto my elbow and looked at him. "Probably not."

He laughed and kissed me, pushing me back into the grass. He rolled on top of my body, our lips still pressed together.

I exhaled a shaky breath, our lips so close together. I was shaking. Why was I even nervous?

"Nervous?" He asked, smiling down at me.

"Well, when you ask like that..." I started, smiling back at him.

"Come here." He said softly, helping me to my feet. "I wanna tell you something."

"Please tell me it isn't-"

He picked me up and tossed me into his pool.

I hit the water on my back, soaking my entire body. Man, he was going to get it. I kicked my way up to the surface, the water making me shiver a little. I shook my hair out of the way, glad my glasses didn't fly off, too. "That was so mean!"

He laughed and ripped his shirt off. He jumped in after me, pulling me into his arms. "I couldn't resist myself."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, hoping it'd pull him under. "That wasn't funny."

"I thought it was." He said, kissing me.

"Not to me, it wasn't." I said, breathless.

He brushed a strand of my hair back. "No harm done."

I smiled and laid my head on his shoulder. "So what else is there for me today?"

He laughed and kissed the top of my head. "Are you looking forward to something else?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. It just feels like something more should be coming."

"Well, it isn't much. But I think you'll like it." He said, stroking my bare arm.