21
CAMDEN
While Brooklyn was in the shower, Mason joined me in the kitchen for a beer. “I swear I don’t know what I’m seeing,” he started. “It’s almost as if you like it here.”
“I do. It’s different being here, where no one knows who you are. Well, at least I thought no one knew who I was.”
Mason took a swig of his beer and nodded. “Brooklyn’s a good girl though. I hope you know what you’re doing. She’s not one of those women you can f**k and send on her way. I grew up with her.”
“I don’t want her to move on. She’s the only one I can talk to.”
He drank the rest of his beer and set the bottle down. “Everyone back home asks about you. They’re worried.”
I scoffed and averted my gaze. “Like who? Gabby and Pax? They’re the only ones who actually give a s**t about me.”
“Your brother gave
