Fallen Crest Forever (Fallen Crest High #7)

“Okay. Sounds like a plan.”


Mason’s arm came down around my shoulders. “Matteo, are you coming over right now?”

“Yes. If that’s okay?”

Grace and Courtney took off for their vehicles, their heads bent together. It was obvious the topic of conversation. Grace kept looking back at Matteo, and he seemed receptive.

He turned toward Taylor once the two girls got into a car.

“Can I give you a ride to your man?” he asked. “I have questions to ask. You have answers to give.”

“Really? Do I?” Her eyes rounded. “I’m just kidding. I’ll take the ride, but I’m not divulging any secrets Grace might’ve confided in me.” She looked over to me. “See you guys there?”

I nodded, but once Mason and I were in his Escalade, he said, “No, she won’t.”

“What do you mean?”

He started the Escalade and pulled out of the parking lot. “I’m going to be selfish. I want alone time with you. Being in our bedroom when the house is full doesn’t cut it for me sometimes.”

I leaned back in my seat, grinning at him.

That sounded more than all right to me.





I wondered where Mason was going to take me. I assumed a hotel. We’d get a suite, have some hot and rough sex . . . when he pulled up to a construction site and hopped out to open a gate, it was the last place I expected to be.

Well, to be honest, I wasn’t sure where we were.

He got back in and pulled the Escalade inside before parking and closing the gate behind us again.

I started to get out, but he waved me back. “I gotta drive a little bit still.”

There were buildings and walls all over the place, along with construction trucks and machines.

“What is this place?” I asked, as he went down a small trail.

“You remember hearing about that old amusement park Logan took Taylor to last year?”

I nodded. “This is it?”

“This is it while it’s being torn down and turned into a big resort kind of thing. James bought it, and I came across some of the plans they have for it this summer. I did a little more digging and found out some of what’s already done.” He grinned. “I swiped the access code, and I know they’re not building tonight or tomorrow. They have those days off for some reason, so it’s ours.”

“Oh.” I laid my hand on his arm. “You’re so sweet. A construction site. It’s where every girl dreams of being ravished.”

His grin only deepened. “Joke will be on you when you see where I’m taking you.”

I laughed, leaning my head against the headrest again. “I was teasing, but I do mean it. I appreciate the gesture for some time alone.”

“I’m going to miss Logan when he goes to law school, and I know Nate will be moving out eventually, but we do have a full house.”

I agreed. It seemed to be getting fuller every year.

“We’re here,” he announced.

Mason parked outside of a large building. As I got out and he took my hand, I tried to guess what we were stepping into, but nothing could’ve prepared me.

“Mason!”

It wasn’t just a pool; it was one of those you find at water parks. There were slides and a kiddie pool. There was a large butterfly statue in the middle of one section, off to the side, and it looked like a real oasis. The wings were made of material that shimmered all different colors. Just watching it a moment, it was blue, green, orange, and a stunning teal color. The whole place looked almost like a fairytale.

Palm trees overshadowed the edges of the pool. Foliage hung from the tops.

It all looked so real.

A bar was at the far end, with stools to sit on in the water.

“It’s useable too.” I could smell the chlorine in the air, feel the humidity from the room, and a second later Mason switched the lights on.

He came up behind me and kissed my cheek. “They’ve been using it for office pool parties and some other events. I think they’ve rented it out a couple times. This is the next big deal in Cain. I thought my dad was going to sell it again, but he got approached by some guys, and changed his mind. It’s smart, if you think about all the sports the university has. That’s a lot of cash flow. James is going to capitalize on that.”

I turned back to him, feeling one of his hands fall to my hip. “And does James know we’re using it?”

Mason shrugged. “I know it’s empty tonight. That’s all that matters.” Then his grin darkened, and before I could register what was going on, I was in the air. I shrieked, and the sounds echoed off the walls. Then I was in the water.

It felt warm and refreshing all at once, and just like that, my inner kid surged out. I kicked off the bottom and broke the surface just in time to see Mason pull his shirt off. His sweatpants were on the floor too, along with his shoes and socks. Then he launched himself over me, sinking into a cannonball so I was splashed all over again.

I waited, my heart picking up pace, but he didn’t come back up. Instead, two hands grabbed my waist and pulled me down.

“Ah!” I yelled when I popped back up, but by then he was at the far end of the pool.

His eyes danced. “Come and get me, Strattan.”

The challenge was on.

I climbed up, pulled off soaking clothes until I was in my bra and underwear, then dove in and was at his side within moments. He dropped below the surface, watching me under the water. I tried to grab him, but he caught my hands and found my waist. He lifted me in the air again, tossing me once more.

I got in a few good dunks when I surprised him, but Mason was strong and quick. I was dunked more often than he was until we’d been swimming for an hour, and our touches started to linger. The grins and laughter turned more serious, more lust-filled, and it wasn’t long before I was pressed against the edge of the pool.

Mason trapped me, his arms on either side and his legs underneath me. I wasn’t even going to attempt to get away. This was exactly where I wanted to be, and I sat down, straddling him instead. I had my hands on the pool’s edge behind me, but I pushed myself forward so my breasts touched him.

He groaned, his eyes almost black with desire. “You’re killing me, Sam.” He nuzzled my neck, just under my jaw and murmured, “They could have cameras.”

“Then turn the lights off,” I whispered, searching for his mouth.

I found it. His lips claimed mine, and a tingle went through me.

I was beginning to ache for him, feeling throbbing between my legs, and I just wanted to feel him. Only him. The rational side of me was turning off quickly. I let go of the edge and wound my arms around him.

“Mason.” I kissed him, feeling his tongue sweep inside.

He groaned, pulling back. “You sure?”

“God, yes.”

He pulled himself up and went over to the panel. A second later, the pool was plunged into darkness, and not long after that I felt his hands on me again. He pulled me into a darker corner of the pool, underneath the butterfly statue, and then his lips found mine.