Lucy pov
It's been a week since Mason started observing and we've actually become friends.
He's funny and a lot like my female friends from high school. We joke about anything and talk about James and my relationship.
Now in the worker's break room, we sit laughing about old men and wigs.
"...and she smacked it off. He looked so shook." I breathe out, my stomach hurting from laughing so much.
Mason shakes in laughter next to me, bending over, with tears filling his eyes.
As our laughter dies down, Mason takes a deep breath.
"So, how are you and James? He isn't around anymore like when I first came." He asks.
James, at first, when Mason and I hung out, would be attached to my hip, the whole time. I told him a couple of nights ago to calm down a bit and let me have my time with my fr
