Master of his heart

Chapter 336

They had been holed up in this rural escape for three days already, and everyone had figured Tiffanie, with her high–maintenance ways, wouldn’t last an hour, let alone plant her roots. Yet, here she was, having chased Mason all the way from Beaconsfield, and now seemingly refusing

to leave.

It was back in Mason’s senior year of high school when he followed a band of college students to teach in the countryside that he stumbled upon this place. The stark poverty had struck them all dumb; kids were studying on desks made of piled stones, trudging miles through the mountains to school in the dead of winter while their hair was dusted with frost.

Once they returned home, they all continued to donate to this place over the years. Those who earned a bit more gave a bit more, and those with less gave what they could.

Now, there was a school and a road in the area.

Mason stayed in a wooden cabin prepared by the locals, with Tiffanie’s room right next door.

too anxious to fall asleep, tossing and turning until the wee hours, she might

as he walked in, Tiffanie followed suit, smoothly shutting the door behind her and wrapping her arms around his

Check out this face, this figure, this family background. Tell me, which guy wouldn’t be dazzled by

heat up to an almost unbearable degree. Part of him was embarrassed, the other

were shy in the pursuit of a man, he’d definitely never be mine. Don’t you get it? I’m all about taking the initiative.”

casually lying on his bed, felt his ears burn hot with embarrassment. He’d met plenty of bold women, and many who’d wanted a

cup of water, only to be

flying out of Mason’s mouth as he coughed and spluttered. His cheeks blazed red, feeling like his insides were about to roast him

raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “What,

cough.” Mason kept his head down, coughing, refusing to look at her.