“Apologies for calling so late,” Mason said.
“Oh I don’t mind, really,” Rachel said. Her voice over the phone was low and inviting. “Do you want to come over? My flight back to New York isn’t until noon tomorrow.”
“I’m afraid I can’t.” He took a deep breath. This part was always difficult for him. “I’m seeing someone, Rachel. I’m sorry.”
“Oh.” There was an uncomfortable silence. “I didn’t know.”
“It was all very recent.”
“Is this because I was with Jamie last night?”
“What? Oh right, he mentioned that. Of course not—”
“It was nothing, I swear. That b***h Inara bailed on us with some actor from that cable show, and Brit left to do coke in the bathroom but she never came back.” She sniffed. “I was all alone in that big club, so Jamie came over.”
“It’s nothing you did, Rachel. I just
