Chapter 33
Noah peered out of the truck window, concern holding his focus. Dinner had been great, but Mason had seemed distracted and abnormally quiet. It wasn’t as if they’d sat around dealing with an uncomfortable silence, because Noah had kept the conversation going, telling Mason more about his new job and the different men he’d met. And Mason had contributed as an active participant in the discussion, too, asking questions and making comments. But something about the quiet moments, and the way Mason’s lips had drawn and his gaze had seemed to go unfocused, had Noah worried.
Noah had tried to ask Mason about work, what he planned to do, a few times during dinner, but every time Noah had spoken, Mason had come up with a new question to ask, keeping the focus on Noah. Noah had so much
