Chapter 259

She seethed silently as they took the elevator to the top floor. She kept her lips firmly shut as they walked up the stairs to the landing outside their apartment doors. She didn’t say a word as she unlocked her door and crossed the threshold. When he followed her inside, she turned on him. “What the ever-loving hell was that?” she spat at him as he closed the door to her apartment and placed her bags on the floor. “I saw you, Lisa,” he said, his voice just as angry as her own. “I saw him put his hands on you, I saw him make you laugh, I saw him look at you and I wanted to tear him limb from limb.” Lisa was speechless at the venom in his voice and the anguish on his face. “It was nothing, it was innocent—” Mason stepped into her personal space, his blue eyes like glaciers. “He had his hands on you—” “Helping me to my feet,” she said, forcing down the tiny fission of fear she felt at his fury, “checking that I was unhurt.” He didn’t step back, but his posture changed, became less angry