That caught me off guard.
Probably because it sounded honest.
He realized it immediately too.
I watched the wall go back up in real time.
Interesting.
“You always answer serious questions by accident?” I asked quietly.
His eyes met mine.
“Did that sound serious?”
“A little.”
For a second neither of us said anything.
The noise around us blurred slightly.
Mason looked tired again suddenly.
Not physically.
Something underneath it.
Then some blonde girl stumbled into the kitchen yelling his name.
“There you are!”
Her arms wrapped around his neck before he could react.
My stomach dropped instantly.
Ridiculous reaction.
Actually embarrassing.
The girl kissed his cheek sloppily. “You left me downstairs.”
Mason gently caught her wrists. “You were dancing on a table.”
“As I should.”
She finally noticed me standing there.
Then smiled knowingly.
Oh my god.
“I interrupted,” she said immediately.
“You really didn’t,” I answered too fast.
Mason looked at me sharply.
The girl laughed once like she understood something I didn’t want examined too closely.
