CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
MASON
Being this close to Sophie is dangerous as f**k. I know it, but now that she’s here, in my house, drinking my coffee and sitting on my couch, I don’t want her to leave. There’s been a huge shift in our friendship over the past year when she first started dating Weston, and this is another one—one I’m growing really damn fond of.
Even though we don’t really do anything when we hang out, I look forward to it every day when I wake up. Even given the shitstorm that is now my life, Sophie is safe, and that bastard will never hurt her again.
The fact that I’m not working pisses me off, but I know the reasons behind it, so even though I worked my ass off to get where I am, I can’t fight it. That promotion to be a forensic investigator, even though it’s a rookie position
