They took another shot in silence, then Rosa re-poured.
“OK, gringo,” Rosa grinned as she lifted her glass. “At least you don’t stink like worm vomit anymore.”
“Oh I’m sorry.” Mason returned it. “Did I get a little dirty saving everyone you know?”
They both sipped their drinks this time, and Mason again wondered exactly what the hell he was doing. But then again, the world was harsh and brutal, and being with this woman made it slightly better. That’s all he really knew.
Some of Rosa’s long, dark hair was hanging in her face, and Mason felt compelled to reach across the table and tuck it behind her ear. God, it was so smooth and silky and thick. Her eyes were dark pools drawing him in, her lips…
"You’re so beautiful."
Rosa smiled. "You're not so bad yourself."
"If this is still a honeypot, it's working."
She laughed, then he closed the gap and kissed her. She closed her eyes and kissed him back, deepening it until she was breathing into him. Before he knew what was happening she’d stood and moved into his lap, wrapping her arms around him as her tongue pushed against his lips.
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“That was so…wait, what?” Rosa’s voice sounded almost…offended?
Mason blinked and tried to understand, seeing her eyes slightly glazed.
“The system gave me a title, and experience for that?”
Mason couldn’t help it. He was too tired and satisfied to hold back. He laughed out loud and thought back to Haley and their first encounter a couple months before.
“First Class?” he said with a grin. “What does it actually give you, anyway?”
“Oh my God,” Rosa said, face softening a little. “I’m not even the first civilian to get that with you?”
Mason laughed again then pulled Rosa up to his lap, running his thumb around her lips. “Don’t worry about that. Let’s move to the bedroom. I can show you how to do a few other things…”
Rosa’s face instantly went back to lust.
She looked so unbelievably hot…so dark and sultry and eager despite her inexperience. He just wanted to spend the whole night with her, but he was so damn tired…
And now that his mind worked at least a little, he wasn’t sure how Rebecca would react to yet another girl. Could it be just for a night? Is that was Rosa was thinking? Or did she want…more?
These definitely seemed like things they should discuss. Except Rosa was still wiggling against him, and he was struggling to remember the meaning of words.
“I feel like the ground is shaking,” he said, wondering exactly what stage of lust that was.
Rosa blinked and opened her eyes, looking a little confused. “I feel it too.”
Mason’s paranoia woke him up at that. He stopped and focused his senses, growing increasingly concerned as he felt something wrong with the ground.
Then the floorboards near the door ripped apart, spraying dirt and chunks of wood as something purple ripped its way into the house. Rosa screamed.