reason she felt compelled not to let them go.
“Please tell me there is a good reason why you are holding onto that plastic junk?” Mason shouted as they finally cleared the forest and drove onto the street, visibly slower now on the return than before.
“Don’t you need them?” Lily asked in confusion. She looked down at bundle and while she could not for the life of her tell what they were parts to she hoped that Mason could and that he might be able to re-attach them.
“Quite frankly I have no idea what it is that you’re holding and I’m pretty sure only around half of them used to be attached to this bike,” Mason said with a laugh.
Lucy looked down at her arms again and laughed. “You know what I think you may be right, I think there is half a plastic bottle in here by the look of it,” Lily admitted with a blush. As she looked closer at the pile she was even more convinced that the strange red piece that didn’t match any color on the bike was actually a bottle cap.
“Well you can’t drop them now,” Mason said seriously as he turned into the first of the roads that Lily recognized, “But please do try not to kill me, you would have a lot of explaining to do if your dad found me partially impaled with a bottle cap,” Mason said and Lily could tell he was grinning. As she sat, half clung to his now muddy but bare chest, she could imagine how his eyes looked when he smiled a true smile. At the thought her body heated up in a similar way to how it had when they had kissed in the forest and her face flushed brighter at the image.
“Back safe and sound, well almost,” Mason chuckled as he pulled into the garage. As Mason jumped off the bike, relieved Lily opened her arms and let the junk free without thinking; a loud grinding noise filled the small garage as one of the pieces slowly scrapped down the side of the bike.
Slamming her hand to her mouth in shock Lily turned instantly to Mason, fearful at what his reaction may be. As his body stilled she knew he had heard the painful noise; slowly without turning Mason lifted the helmet off his head. Lily’s mouth dropped open again but this time it wasn’t down to the noise; as Mason looked at her with his newly ruffed hair she could not believe the heat that pounded through her entire body. He looked so hot that she thought for a second that she might be dreaming and as a look of humor danced through his eyes instead of one of anger she was even more convinced.
“Please just tell me one thing; what is it that my bike has done to you to make you hate it so much?” he said and behind the serious façade his eyes were filled with a casual humor that just made Lily smile.
“Now that is a secret,” she whispered as she climbed off the wreck of a bike and took her own helmet off. She doubted she looked anywhere near as good as Mason looked right now; in fact she was pretty sure that she looked down right terrible. Yet however convinced she may have been as Mason’s eyes scanned her body she did not see the disgust she expected but instead she saw the same expression that she had seen in the forest.
“You can’t keep secret’s around me,” Mason said seriously and he stalked towards her now. Lily stilled for a second and she was unsure of whether to stay or to walk towards the approaching Mason; with no easy decision she decided instead to run.
Sending Mason a teasing look she ran as fast as she could past him and towards the house. She looked back as she reached the door to see his more than stunned expression and then he was gaining on her and quickly. With a scream that held no fear she pulled open the door and bolted up the stairs towards her new room. Again without thinking she flew through the door and head first into the pile of jumbled boxes that lay just behind it.
“Now that is something I never thought I would see,” Mason said as he walked through the door. Dazed Lily looked up at the fuzzy image of him and once again he did