Chapter 45

~Lola’s POV~ Despite the late hour, there is a pleasant warmth in the air. With nary a breeze in sight tonight, the lingering coolness from a cool day hangs over the mountain. I felt Mason wrap his hand around my waist and wanted to draw back, but he begged me not to. We were sitting on top of a rock. He reclined back, his weight supported by a tree trunk. He opened his legs and motioned for me to sit between them.