Noah wound his way through Mason’s neighborhood. He wasn’t running. Well running, yes, but not in the sense of trying to get away. Although, the reason he ran alone was because he wanted some time away from Mason to straighten things out in his head. Not only about the night before. Although, those thoughts took up a big part of it. His other concerns had to do with what happened the night at the bar. How out of control Mason acted.
Whatever set him off had to do with both Mason’s sister and work, but with what Mason had said to Noah, too many holes remained to put the two together. Palpable anger had radiated off Mason the other night. Now Noah’s concern lay with how easily Mason had gotten over the whole thing the next morning. Those feelings weren’t something Mason could’ve just turned
