Fallen Crest High(120)

Mason gave him a tight grin. It didn't reach to his eyes. "We have a problem now." He turned towards the group. "She's one of ours and you declared open season on her."

"I didn't." Miranda seemed to melt back into Peter's arms.

He gave her a hard look. "You did."

Logan went to his side. His mouth curved upwards, mocking them. "I did this for sport tonight. You really want me to go after you, pissed if you've done something to Sam?"

Mason shot him a look. "Because it's all you, right?"

Logan grinned at him. "I told you. My fun first."

He rolled his eyes and walked to me. As he drew abreast, he took my arm, and tugged me behind him. "Logan, they got the message."

"I hope they do." Logan's eyes held a much deeper message as he scanned the group.

My legs were shaking so much. As we drew closer to Mason's Escalade, he swept me in his arms and I hung on. I wouldn't have made it otherwise. He deposited me in the seat and went to his own. Logan paused in his open door.

He frowned over at me. "Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine, just shaken up."

All amusement had vanished. Both of them watched me with grave eyes. Then Logan sighed. "What do we do?"

Mason continued to watch me as he spoke to him, "We wait and see what happens."

"And if they do something to her? We can't be there during school hours. This is why we didn't go to their school. We didn't want to deal with them."

"I know."

I swallowed as my eyes held Mason's. A promise passed through him to me and my body warmed to it. I wanted it, even now, I wanted him.

"Mason, hell. I think I opened a bigger can of worms than I thought." Logan slapped his hand on the Escalade's door. "I'm sorry, Samantha."

I tried to shrug against the seat. My shoulder lifted halfway. "I've dealt with worse."

"They're vengeful bitches. And they don't forget."

My eyes held onto Mason's. "I told you I was going to piss off some people this week."

He grinned back at me. His hand touched my knee and I clasped onto it.



CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

I rolled out from underneath Mason's arm that he had thrown over me. One of his hands cupped my breast and I fought back a snort. Of course he'd fallen asleep cupping a feel. After I snuck to my room and got ready for school, I headed downstairs. Moustefff always had a lunch bag ready for me, but I was surprised to see my mom behind the table. The lunch bag was plopped in front of her and she had a steaming cup of coffee beside it.

"You're drinking coffee again?"

She snorted and picked it up. "I hate tea. I tried it, but I hate it." She took a big whiff of the coffee. "And this stuff, it's so addicting."

I eyed her up and down. "Are you feeling okay?"

She gave me a polite look and pulled the ends of her robe tight. "I went to your room earlier, but you weren't there. I guess you went for a run, huh?

Anyway, I owe you an apology. Hell, I owe you a lot of apologies."

"Mom?" I glanced around. "What's going on?"

"I was completely wrong about everything." And she brought out a manila folder.

"What's that?"

"It's a tentative deal with David." She took a deep breath. "It says that he has rights to you as a father and you can live with him, if you'd like…or you can visit him…whatever's your choice. I can't keep you from him anymore."