Mason’s POV

I swallowed hard, trying to keep my cool. “Nadia, nothing happened. I was trying to help her.”

“Help her?” She let out a bitter laugh, shaking her head in disbelief. “By putting your hands on her? That’s your idea of helping?”

I clenched my jaw, the frustration starting to bubble up. “I wasn’t—dammit, Nadia, I wasn’t touching her like that. She’s messed up. She thinks every guy wants something ...