Chapter 117

When he came back and sat down, he spotted Mason’s empty dish sitting on the table. Noah immediately called the waitress over, asking her for the check. Mason had a strange expression on his face but didn’t say anything, allowing Noah to release some of his tension. He had money out of his pocket before the waitress even made it over to their table. With the bill paid, both men stood up and walked out.

Mason started the truck. The cab remained quiet until Mason pulled out of the parking lot. “Think we should just hang around the house today, if that’s okay with you. I’m still tired. Not really up to going out.”

Noah took a breath. He needed to get over himself, and talk to Mason. With them home, instead of spending the day out and dreading the talk, the conversation would come sooner rather than later. And that was something Noah would just have to deal with. “Okay.”

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