Free Hard To Love by Sabrina Ross Page A

cute, and I could wear my new redand-black skyscraper heels with it, and wear them in a little before
the masquerade next weekend. After my shower, I dried my hair,
left it curly and clipped up the sides. Then I applied a dark, smoky
look to my eyes, a touch of lengthening mascara to bring out my
eyes and a hint of rouge gloss before getting in my dress. Once my
ensemble was complete, I grabbed my purse and left.
    When I arrived at the club, Gravity, I parked my car a block
away because valet was out of my price range. I made my way to
the club, avoiding a few creepy stares along the way. What put a
damper on my night was the bouncer. He kept telling me to get in
line. Cassie was not answering her phone either.
    As I dialed her again, I tried to talk the bouncer into letting me
in. “Look, my best friend is Cassie Harper. I’m supposed to meet
her here tonight. Her boyfriend is Charlie, the owner.” I
emphasized owner .
    “
Your name is not on the list, so back it up, lady. You think I
haven’t heard that excuse before?” He chuckled and crossed his
arms, ignoring me again. I cursed under my breath and turned
around to find Mason Foster walking towards me. I made a last
attempt to reach Cassie before deciding to leave, and unfortunately
she didn’t answer. Mason strolled towards me, with two
voluptuous women on each arm. He grinned at me when he noticed
I was standing there.
    “Ugh, creep
,” I muttered, stepping out of his way. Then I
realized he was my ticket in. “Mason.” I reached out to grab his
arm. He let the woman walk ahead of him before actually turning
around to face me.
    “Yes
?” He smirked. As hard as it was, I refrained from rolling
my eyes at him.
“Can you get me in?” I pressed my hands together, begging. “I
have been trying to reach Cassie, but she isn’t picking—”
He interjected, “not my problem.” He craned his neck looking
back at the girls he arrived with.
I continued to beg. “Mason, come on, please.” My shoulders
slumped. It took all my willpower to not smack that smirk off his
face. Then he had the gall to point to his cheek as if I should give
him a kiss. My head jerked back and I crossed my arms, glaring at
him. “Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want me to slap you in front of
everyone?”
He leaned in close and whispered, “I guess you’re not that
desperate to get in here, are you?” His grin disappeared. “Offer
expires in three…two—” With all my energy and strength I held
back the anger and slowly leaned in to kiss his cheek. Then at the
last second he turned his head and our lips connected. I gasped
and backed up.
“Jerk,” I said under my breath, feeling ashamed, our eyes still
locked. He smirked and licked his bottom lip seductively, biting
down as he continued to stare me down. I was startled by the voice
that came up behind me.
“Still trying to pay for affection, Mason,” said a man in a black
suit, as he approached us.
My eyes blinked. Then I watched as he handed the bouncer
money, then glanced over at Mason. The first thing I noticed was
his amazing blue eyes. I couldn’t believe the genetics in this town.
Did anyone in this town have any other colour eyes, other than
blue?
“Nick.” Mason spun around on his heel. This Nick guy glanced
over Mason’s shoulder at me. “Alone again?” He sneered.
“She’s with me,” Nick told the bouncer, then held out his hand.
Nervously, I walked around Mason and took Nick’s hand. He
smirked and wagged his brow at Mason, then opened the door for
me. The two bimbos waiting for Mason stood there watching. I
couldn’t help but giggle to myself. As soon as we were through
the doors, Nick walked ahead of me. I tried to keep his pace.
“I don’t understand why you would degrade yourself like that.”
He looked down at me, frowning.
“Excuse me!” I gulped, feeling stupid. We walked down the
stairs to the main floor he caught the attention of George, the
bartender.
“Mason