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Mason gestures at Dylan’s belly "When are you due?"

"A h I’m so sick with this one"

"This one? Don’t tellto be a hts up Her hands form to her belly "Oh, my God You just became my second favorite male"

Joey whips his head to the left, his eyes ith alarh into ab fest I’m in no way a part of Three pairs of eyes train on uess I’ll just go get to work, since there’s apparently no need foraround up here"

Mason’s ret my half-serious remark as his noticeable remorse tenses up his features

God, why do I even care? And a awith me?

He takes a few steps in my direction I halt at the corner of the display case

Dylan pushes against Joey’s shoulder, urging hi in the back"

"You never need my help," he snaps, then smiles back at her before the two of the Mason and I alone

Irestless and too hot to drink such a warives me a lazy smile as he slowly advances "Little devil You ran off"

My feet shift underneaththe back of his throat Sweet and warue

I force aped open for?

Barrier I need a barrier

"Can I help you with so behind the display case I set lass "Your stalker level is quickly rising, you know First the coffee shop, now you’re co to my place of business Should I alert the authorities yet?"

Mason cocks his head with a curious smirk, then moves to stand directly across from me "Wait until I find out where you live"

"What?"

He chuckles "Relax, gorgeous I’ll keep it professional, yeah? No house calls until you invite me"

"Mm" I cross my ar"

He s of his coffee His eyes never leave ry little fiend, I grab a bakery box and open the display case My hand closes around a pastry