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going to see that a lot,” he whispered.
“But we only just met,” she whispered back.
“Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t matter at all.” Oh what a smile he had.
Chapter Seven
“She’s staying at your house?”
Mason looked at Darius, Clint and Drake. Mason was supposed to go out for beer, pool, and pizza tonight and just told them why he had to bail. Apparently Drake was gossiping since everyone already knew about Sophia.
“Yes, she’s staying at my house and so is her little brother. Everything is on the up and up.” He scowled at Drake, who shrugged his shoulders and grinned. Instead of parting their ways as they left the building all three of them followed Mason to his truck. “You need to explain this to me, buddy,” Clint said.
“I can explain it to you—she’s beautiful,” Drake supplied.
“Mason has had plenty of beautiful women, and he’s never invited any of them to stay at his house,” Clint responded. Mason tried to ignore them as he threw his gear into the bed of his truck. They hung their arms over the side, and he realized he wasn’t going to get rid of them without an explanation.
“Sophia is different. Can we leave it at that?” he tried hopefully. Darius shook his head. “Fine, why don’t you guys come over tomorrow night and meet her and then you’ll understand.”
“You want us to meet her? This is just getting weirder and weirder,” Clint said.
“No it’s not. You really need to meet her, she’s something else,” Drake enthused. Then he looked over at Mason. “Wait a minute. Is this really for them to meet her, or is this just a way for you to get free labor to work on your dining room?” Drake asked.
“Billy needs some time with good male role models. I was really hoping you might get a chance to talk to him, Darius.”
“Is he having a hard time with his foster parents? We need to talk to DHCS. Is he here in San Diego County?” Mason watched as Darius pulled out his cell phone. Darius grew up in the SD foster system, which is specifically why he wanted Billy to meet him. But of course Darius, being Darius, would be ready to make calls and take names if he thought a child was in trouble.
“Whoa there buddy. According to what Sophia has told me, the Bards are good people.” Mason knew he’d better rein in his friend.
“Then why does he keep running away?” Darius demanded. Mason rubbed his hand through his hair.
“Look, it’s part of why I want you to come over tomorrow. And so you can meet her and I don’t have to put up with twenty questions. Seriously Darius, if I thought the foster parents were a problem don’t you think I would have stepped in?”
“Well yeah,” the man admitted.
“Okay. You guys go have a great time with your beer and pool I’m going home. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He waved, grateful to have such loyal friends.
Mason headed back to his house. He was thankful Margie managed to talk Sophia into not going to work for the next three days. She was still in a lot of pain. Margie made it seem like it was to spend time with Billy, but it was just as much to let Sophia rest.
As he drove home with the windows rolled down, he once again reveled in the perfect Southern California weather. When he got to his house he smelled something heavenly. Dammit.
“Hello,” he called out loudly, not wanting to startle either Anderson.
“We’re in the kitchen.”Like he couldn’t figure that out.
There were two pies resting on a rack, and Billy was taking out a baking sheet of chocolate chip cookies from the oven. He was covered in flour and was smiling from ear-to-ear. Maybe Sophia hadn’t overdone it, maybe she had Billy do all of the heavy lifting. He turned and saw her big grin as well. His heart melted.
“Mason, you’re here just in time to taste test.” He went over to the fridge and got out the milk, snagged three glasses and poured them each a glass.
“Do I get to taste test the pies too?” He did a double
“But we only just met,” she whispered back.
“Doesn’t matter. Doesn’t matter at all.” Oh what a smile he had.
Chapter Seven
“She’s staying at your house?”
Mason looked at Darius, Clint and Drake. Mason was supposed to go out for beer, pool, and pizza tonight and just told them why he had to bail. Apparently Drake was gossiping since everyone already knew about Sophia.
“Yes, she’s staying at my house and so is her little brother. Everything is on the up and up.” He scowled at Drake, who shrugged his shoulders and grinned. Instead of parting their ways as they left the building all three of them followed Mason to his truck. “You need to explain this to me, buddy,” Clint said.
“I can explain it to you—she’s beautiful,” Drake supplied.
“Mason has had plenty of beautiful women, and he’s never invited any of them to stay at his house,” Clint responded. Mason tried to ignore them as he threw his gear into the bed of his truck. They hung their arms over the side, and he realized he wasn’t going to get rid of them without an explanation.
“Sophia is different. Can we leave it at that?” he tried hopefully. Darius shook his head. “Fine, why don’t you guys come over tomorrow night and meet her and then you’ll understand.”
“You want us to meet her? This is just getting weirder and weirder,” Clint said.
“No it’s not. You really need to meet her, she’s something else,” Drake enthused. Then he looked over at Mason. “Wait a minute. Is this really for them to meet her, or is this just a way for you to get free labor to work on your dining room?” Drake asked.
“Billy needs some time with good male role models. I was really hoping you might get a chance to talk to him, Darius.”
“Is he having a hard time with his foster parents? We need to talk to DHCS. Is he here in San Diego County?” Mason watched as Darius pulled out his cell phone. Darius grew up in the SD foster system, which is specifically why he wanted Billy to meet him. But of course Darius, being Darius, would be ready to make calls and take names if he thought a child was in trouble.
“Whoa there buddy. According to what Sophia has told me, the Bards are good people.” Mason knew he’d better rein in his friend.
“Then why does he keep running away?” Darius demanded. Mason rubbed his hand through his hair.
“Look, it’s part of why I want you to come over tomorrow. And so you can meet her and I don’t have to put up with twenty questions. Seriously Darius, if I thought the foster parents were a problem don’t you think I would have stepped in?”
“Well yeah,” the man admitted.
“Okay. You guys go have a great time with your beer and pool I’m going home. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He waved, grateful to have such loyal friends.
Mason headed back to his house. He was thankful Margie managed to talk Sophia into not going to work for the next three days. She was still in a lot of pain. Margie made it seem like it was to spend time with Billy, but it was just as much to let Sophia rest.
As he drove home with the windows rolled down, he once again reveled in the perfect Southern California weather. When he got to his house he smelled something heavenly. Dammit.
“Hello,” he called out loudly, not wanting to startle either Anderson.
“We’re in the kitchen.”Like he couldn’t figure that out.
There were two pies resting on a rack, and Billy was taking out a baking sheet of chocolate chip cookies from the oven. He was covered in flour and was smiling from ear-to-ear. Maybe Sophia hadn’t overdone it, maybe she had Billy do all of the heavy lifting. He turned and saw her big grin as well. His heart melted.
“Mason, you’re here just in time to taste test.” He went over to the fridge and got out the milk, snagged three glasses and poured them each a glass.
“Do I get to taste test the pies too?” He did a double
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