Chapter 24 Gianna

• My heart was racing so fast I thought I would have a heart attack the moment Mason began asking about my accent. Yes, I knew it stood out compared to the locals in this area. It identified that I was not from around here so easily, but then so did many of the girls. But, I did not want to be asked about it. Least of all, by a complete stranger.
• And when Mason continued to probe, I panicked even further. I know I made it worse by blurting out all the things I did. I made it so obvious I had things to hide, and that was likely the worst thing I could have done. He was watching me with curiosity now, even more than before. Like a fucking freak show…
• “Gianna, I was making conversation is all.” He told me calmly, not giving a thing away, which only made my anxiety worse. Maybe I had jumped to conclusions automatically thinking he may be linked to Dalton, but I was on edge right now with all of that going on behind the scenes, and it had been the first thought that had entered my mind the moment he asked me where I was from. Why did he need to know that when he was simply coming in to watch me dance? Or even if he was coming in because he was lonely and wanted company?