Daphne

"Mason, I'm fine. We have to go back to work," I pleaded. We had stayed home from work for three days and it was time to go back. Zolar Inc needed its CEO and I was fine. Mason just didn't agree.

"No, you should stay home and rest more," he argued.

"Mason."

"I know, I know. I'm just worried about you," he admitted.

He looked so torn. Between his business and me and as much as it warmed my heart that he wanted to take care of me, it was time to go back and Mason knew that.

"You said security was increased and I'm pretty sure no one is capable of scaling a glass building to the top floor."

"Ok. You're right. We'll go, but if you start feeling bad we come home."

"Ok," I agreed. As long as he let us go back.

I was already dressed and ready so I waited for Mason in the kitchen. He didn't take long and soon enough we were in the car.

"It'll be ok," I reassured Mason. His jaw clenched and his hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard his fingers were white.

"Mason."

I reached for Mason's hand and put it on my thigh where it always went on drives. I traced my usual patterns on his hand and by the time we got to work, he was much more calm.

We walked hand in hand to the elevators. I gave Mason a peck on the cheek because I could see him getting tense again. It seemed to work well enough and when we got to our floor, he let go of my hand and let me go to my office.

Let. It was weird how a word could mean one thing to me and then a have a completely new one. When Patrick let me do something it was controlling. But when Mason let me, it was out of love. It was caring.

An intern had been answering emails and phone calls while I was gone and as I scrolled through my emails, it looks like he didn't do too bad. I still had some things to catch up on though so I got straight to work.

I rolled my eyes at Mason's text. It had been all of ten minutes and he was already checking up on me. Such a mother hen.

My heart swelled at Mason's texts. I didn't know this is how love could be. I can physically feel my love for Mason and everyday it just grows more and more.

The phone chose that moment to ring which snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Zolar Inc. How can I help you?"

"Hey little flower," Blake Chandler's creepy voice came through, "I need to meet with your boy toy."

"If you're talking about Mason then I'm afraid I have to say no."

"You can't say no. You're nothing."

"Mr. Chandler, if you call here again we will put a restraining order on you."

I hung up the phone, proud of myself and marched into Mason's office.

"Are you ok?" he asked with a worried expression.

"I'm more than ok," I told him. "Blake Chandler just called."

"What?"

Now he just looked straight up confused.

"He called and was being a sexist jerk and then asked for a meeting with you so I told him if he called again we'd place a restraining order."

Mason's jaw dropped and I was very proud of myself until Mason didn't say anything. Oh my God. I just threatened a CEO. What did I do?

Mason came up to me and spun me around.

"That's my girl," he said and we both broke down laughing.

"Is this going to cause trouble for you?" I asked Mason. "I wasn't thinking when I said it."

"He won't say anything. It would just reveal what a pig he is. And I wouldn't care anyways. I'm proud of you."

"Me too," I said and pulled Mason down for a kiss.

Mason wrapped his arms around my waist and I linked my hands around his neck.

Mason let me choose the pace of this kiss and I wanted more. I was feeling confident today.

Mason nipped my bottom lip and I opened up, to give him easier access. We kissed until we ran out of breath and physically had to pull apart.

"Wow," I panted out.

"Yeah."

Mason kissed me this time and it was gentle and sweet, much different from the last one. This kiss made me feel safe and cared for.

"I love you so much Mason. You're my everything."

"And you're mine. I love you Daph."