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think it went?” Mason whispered, never taking his eyes away from them. “I was expecting a lot more comments and questions from the pack.”
“I know, but the important ones were brought up, so we’ll see what happens. Once everyone gets home and has a chance to ponder over everything, there may be more,” Daniel added, letting out a deep breath.
“I wondered if perhaps they didn’t want to look as though they didn’t have faith in you. They may not want to say something they think will publicly embarrass you.” I noticed a few people approaching us. “See, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what happened. You both might be here for a while.”
Leaning in to kiss Mason on the cheek, I patted the side of Daniel’s arm. “Don’t let them keep him up too late, okay?”
“Sure, Momma Darcy.” Daniel grinned, raising his hand in a salute.
“You heading out?” Mason asked, pulling me in close. He traced the side of my face with his finger, twirling a strand of hair as I placed my hand on his chest. I loved being able to feel the strength of his heartbeat under my touch.
“Yeah, I’ll leave you two to business. I’ll go socialize a little and then go to bed.” I lifted onto my tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips, feathering twice. “You were good tonight. I love you.”
A soft chuckle was all the warning I received as Mason’s arms wrapped around me, causing me to press up against him. His mouth descended to mine, and he gave me a proper goodbye kiss—one that was answered with wolf whistles and a smattering of applause from those nearby. He wore a triumphant smile when we finally broke apart, and tipping his head back, laughed.
Leaving him, I wandered through the crowds, thanking people and discretely checking in with them to see how they were. I’d almost made it back into the house when I heard my name being called. It was tempting to keep walking, to pretend I hadn’t heard the feminine voice, but after sharing how I’d try to get to know Amber better, I couldn’t be seen ignoring her. Schooling my expression, I turned to greet her.
“Did you really mean what you said earlier? About being willing to get to know me?”
“I did,” I replied. It’s also a good chance to keep an eye on you , I thought as well.
“Okay then, I was just wondering if we could do something tomorrow,” Amber asked, an overly perky tone to her voice. I looked closely, trying to gauge her intent.
“What did you have in mind?” I could feel the stares of others as our conversation started drawing attention.
“I don’t know. Maybe go shopping in town? We could go into Woodside Hollow, and I thought it might give us a chance to talk,” She looked at me earnestly, “I feel like I have a lot to make up for, and this is a good step toward showing my support of you both. Despite everything, I do want Mason to be happy. From what I’ve seen so far, he is.”
Suspicion warred inside me, telling me to laugh at her attempts to win me over. But I didn’t, honoring my decision to befriend her and see what I could uncover.
“Sure, if it means that much to you, we can go to town. Sounds like … fun,” I plastered a smile on my face.
We made arrangements for the next day, and I escaped into the house. I didn’t encounter anyone as I arrived inside my room, and leaning back against the closed door, I let out a huge sigh and groaned.
A day of shopping with Amber—heaven help me.
Chapter Eight
“So where did you want to go first?” I asked, pressing the remote to lock the car before pocketing my keys. I stepped onto the sidewalk and looked up and down the street.
Woodside Hollow had a lot of cute boutiques that brought in a constant stream of tourists, but the area was pretty quiet right now with only a trickle of early shoppers. Hopefully it meant this trip wouldn’t take long, and we’d be able head back. The drive here had been awkward at first—both of us offering the customary inquiries into
“I know, but the important ones were brought up, so we’ll see what happens. Once everyone gets home and has a chance to ponder over everything, there may be more,” Daniel added, letting out a deep breath.
“I wondered if perhaps they didn’t want to look as though they didn’t have faith in you. They may not want to say something they think will publicly embarrass you.” I noticed a few people approaching us. “See, I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s what happened. You both might be here for a while.”
Leaning in to kiss Mason on the cheek, I patted the side of Daniel’s arm. “Don’t let them keep him up too late, okay?”
“Sure, Momma Darcy.” Daniel grinned, raising his hand in a salute.
“You heading out?” Mason asked, pulling me in close. He traced the side of my face with his finger, twirling a strand of hair as I placed my hand on his chest. I loved being able to feel the strength of his heartbeat under my touch.
“Yeah, I’ll leave you two to business. I’ll go socialize a little and then go to bed.” I lifted onto my tiptoes and placed a kiss on his lips, feathering twice. “You were good tonight. I love you.”
A soft chuckle was all the warning I received as Mason’s arms wrapped around me, causing me to press up against him. His mouth descended to mine, and he gave me a proper goodbye kiss—one that was answered with wolf whistles and a smattering of applause from those nearby. He wore a triumphant smile when we finally broke apart, and tipping his head back, laughed.
Leaving him, I wandered through the crowds, thanking people and discretely checking in with them to see how they were. I’d almost made it back into the house when I heard my name being called. It was tempting to keep walking, to pretend I hadn’t heard the feminine voice, but after sharing how I’d try to get to know Amber better, I couldn’t be seen ignoring her. Schooling my expression, I turned to greet her.
“Did you really mean what you said earlier? About being willing to get to know me?”
“I did,” I replied. It’s also a good chance to keep an eye on you , I thought as well.
“Okay then, I was just wondering if we could do something tomorrow,” Amber asked, an overly perky tone to her voice. I looked closely, trying to gauge her intent.
“What did you have in mind?” I could feel the stares of others as our conversation started drawing attention.
“I don’t know. Maybe go shopping in town? We could go into Woodside Hollow, and I thought it might give us a chance to talk,” She looked at me earnestly, “I feel like I have a lot to make up for, and this is a good step toward showing my support of you both. Despite everything, I do want Mason to be happy. From what I’ve seen so far, he is.”
Suspicion warred inside me, telling me to laugh at her attempts to win me over. But I didn’t, honoring my decision to befriend her and see what I could uncover.
“Sure, if it means that much to you, we can go to town. Sounds like … fun,” I plastered a smile on my face.
We made arrangements for the next day, and I escaped into the house. I didn’t encounter anyone as I arrived inside my room, and leaning back against the closed door, I let out a huge sigh and groaned.
A day of shopping with Amber—heaven help me.
Chapter Eight
“So where did you want to go first?” I asked, pressing the remote to lock the car before pocketing my keys. I stepped onto the sidewalk and looked up and down the street.
Woodside Hollow had a lot of cute boutiques that brought in a constant stream of tourists, but the area was pretty quiet right now with only a trickle of early shoppers. Hopefully it meant this trip wouldn’t take long, and we’d be able head back. The drive here had been awkward at first—both of us offering the customary inquiries into
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