Rachel climbed down from the Mercedes Benz. She took her bag and slung it over her shoulder. Her eyebrows were furrowed as if she was angry.
Mason walked over from the side and wrapped his arm around her waist. He lean in and asked in a low and soft voice. "Baby, what's wrong with that face of yours? Are you mad that I didn't allow you to work? I just don't want you to leave my side. I want you by my side always and also, i don't want you to overwork yourself"
He lowered his head and placed his lips on her neck, gently placing soft kisses on her neck.
Rachel's body shook and she pulled away from his embrace. She turned to look at his face.
"Mason, promise me that you won't stop me from working. I really want to work"
Mason sighed heavily. "Okay, I won't stop you anymore, but when I see that you are not doing well, I will make you stop" he said in a serious, but calm voice.
