Urgent Call
Ellen's eyes lingered on Mason's face as they walked down the grocery store aisle, she couldn't take her eyes off the bruising on his jawline.
As much as she was grateful to Gerald for saving her the other day, a sharp pang of frustration bubbled within her every time she saw the bruise. Gerald had punched Mason for the sake of Aubrey—of all things, Tch, Aubrey. Ellen sighed inwardly. Gerald was wrapped around that woman's finger, and now Mason had paid the price for it.
Mason noticed her staring. "You keep looking at my face like it's about to fall off," he said with a laugh.
Ellen blinked, snapping back to reality. Her thoughts had drifted again. Before she could respond, Mason clapped his hands in front of her face, the sound startling her.
"Earth to Ellen. Move. You're blocking the way, and people are trying to get through."