Emery:Like that, did you?
Mason:Fuck yeah. Showed off your rack quite nicely.
Emery:**Shakes head** I didn’t know you were so crude.
Mason:Only for you.
Emery:Charmer.
January 18
Mason:How was your day?
Emery:Great, actually. I finally got up the nerve to talk to my business partners about expanding into events. They are completely supportive. It will be a huge task, but if all goes well, I think we could be successful.
Mason:That’s awesome. I’m proud of you.
Emery:Thank you for encouraging me to speak up.
Mason:That was all you.
Emery:So, how was your day?
Mason:Lacking…
Emery:Lacking what?
Mason:You.
Emery:Charmer.
Mason:Only for you, baby doll.
January 20
Emery:What’s your favorite meal?
Mason:Can you keep a secret?
Emery:**Crosses heart**
Mason:It used to be my mom’s pot roast, but my sister-in-law’s mom makes the best tamales I’ve ever had. They’re so good I dream about them.
Emery:**Rubs hands together**
Emery:Thanks for the blackmail info.
Mason:That’s cold.
Emery:**Laughing Emoji**
Emery:I promise, mum’s the word.
Mason:What about you?
Emery:Hands down cinnamon rolls for breakfast.
Mason:I bet you’d taste delicious and sweet for breakfast.