Ashes Outcome ✔️

Chapter 9: The Babylonia

Scarlett

I pick my ringing phone from my bedside table.

I'm back at my penthouse, Mason is busy with the Mafia so I decided to come back. I haven't seen him for a week, we talk through the phone and I know he came here sleep two nights ago, but I was already asleep and he left too early.

I don't even check the ID before accepting the call.

"Yes?"

"Scar, today clubbing?" Wes voice says through the other line and I sigh running a hand through my face to wake up. "I guess so. Rachel is coming too?"

"Yeah. Bring Mason."

"He's with a lot of work but I'll ask him." I mumble, my eyes closed, heavy with sleep.

"Nice. Meet us at the usual club at eleven."

"Ok. Bye." I hung up and open my messages, squinting my eyes at the clarity of the screen as it opens directly on Mason and I conversation.

Scarlett:
You busy tonight?

Mason:
Perhaps. Why?

Scarlett:
Wes called me to go to a club tonight, thought you could come.

Mason:
I'll see what I can do kitten. Which one is it?

Scarlett:
The Babylonia.

A few minutes pass where I let my eyes close until my phone vibrates on my hand.

Why do I feel so tired even if I slept more than ten hours? I'm such a lazy ass.

Mason:
Ok. I'll meet you at your house then?

Scarlett:
Sure. 10 pm.

Mason:
Ok. I love you.

Scarlett:
I know ;)

I bet he snorted and rolled his beautiful eyes at my answer.

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As I'm finishing dressing the pink silk dress that goes until my mid thighs, I hear the front door open.

Mason.

I gave him my spare keys.

I go to my closet and grab my white mid Jordan 1. I've said more than once that heels kill feet, and to dance, heels may lead to death.

I'm being dramatic but it's a good excuse.

I tie my hair in a half up half down ponytail, leaving two strands at the front, it's simple but it's just to leave a little the same basic straight hairstyle.

My make up is nothing excessive though. Just a dark pink lipstick and a light brown eyeliner with mascara.

"Kitt-damn." Mason voice makes me turn around, I was finishing to pass my lipstick. His eyes roam my body up and down, so I twirl for him a grin on my lips.

"Yep, definitely going for a round before leaving." he mumbles, approaching me and I laugh putting my hands on his chest.

If he comes any closer I know I won't resist.

"We can't, we're already late."

"That never stopped us before, sexy."

"I know, but I said I would be there at eleven. Save you're boner for after." I pat his chest before stepping to the side and leaving the bedroom with a groaning Mason behind me.