Chapter 21

Mason and I decided to take the girls for ice cream. The ice cream truck was parked on the other side of the park. We packed up their toys and slowly made our way there. I can tell that Mason was reluctant for this day to end and I can't say that I blame him. I walked in between the girls holding their hands while walking alongside Mason. He kept tugging at his cap and looking around every so often.

"Are you a wanted convict?" I asked jokingly.

Mason looked at me and laughed lightly. "Well not exactly, not a convict but definitely wanted."

"Oh wow." I chuckled.

"I don't want to have a run in with any paparazzi." He said.

"Wait, you actually have those kinds of problems?" I asked.

I knew that they were in the public's eye but was it that bad that they have to hide from paparazzi? "For the most part people don't care, but I have no doubt that you and the girls will pique their interest the minute they find out. I'm only hoping to hold it off as long as I can."