Summer’s POV
Something fluttered unexpectedly inside my chest.
Before I could stop myself, I asked,
“Can we… see him?”
Mason let out a short laugh.
“Not tonight.”
I frowned slightly.
“He locked himself in his office nearly an hour ago.”
“Work?”
Mason nodded.
“Big project.”
“He specifically told everyone not to disturb him unless the building was literally on fire.”
I smiled despite myself.
“That serious?”
“You have no idea.”
He rubbed the back of his neck.
“And trust me…”
“Nobody here is interested in testing his patience.”
“He means what he says.”
“I wouldn’t interrupt him if I valued my life.”
I laughed softly.
“I understand.”
He smiled.
“Maybe another time.”
Maybe another time.
The words echoed quietly inside me.
Or maybe…
There wouldn’t be another time.
Mayb
