“Did you get your suit altered for prom?”

“Yeah, we did.” Ellie pulled out her phone and showed Mason the picture of her in the suit they took a few days ago. “I think it looks good.”

“Damn, Eleanor,” Mason dramatically teased, “you lookhot.And so grown up.” She dabbed at her eye, pretending to wipe a tear. “My baby is all grown up.”

“Okay,Mama,” Ellie snatched her phone back from her, “stop it. Do you like the suit?”

“I love the suit.”

“I’m gonna wear it to your wedding.”

“Hell yeah, you are.”

“Which is when by the way?”

Mason and Chase had been together for two years and kept talking about getting married and starting a family. However, they hadn’t set a date yet. It was an ongoing joke between their families.

“You are still getting married, right?”

“Yes, I’m still getting married.”

“When?”

“You’re nosy.”

“So are you,” Ellie smirked, making Mason roll her eyes. “You know I won’t tell anyone.”

“Mhmm.” Mason leaned back in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest. “You are Vera Mackenzie’s little spy. We all know how you work.”

“Not true. I didn’t tell her I caught Brayden and Bridget in his room with the door closed a couple of weeks ago.”

Mason’s eyes grew wide as she slammed her hands on the table. “You didwhat?”

Ellie waved her off with a laugh. “Eh, they still had all their clothes on. It was fine.”

“Lord, you children will be the death of me.” The host dropped off their drinks and Mason picked up her latte. She took a sip, then shook her head. “Okay, back to the prom so I don’t have to think of my baby brother having sex.”

“I don’t think they’re having sex. He hasn’t told me, at least.”

“And what about you?” Mason’s tone was suddenly more serious as she lowered her voice. “You’d tell me when it happens for you, right?”

“I’ll call you during the cigarette,” she teased, which made Mason laugh.

“God, I love you.”

“I know.”

They chatted more about their family and how work was going for Mason. She ran her own business, Mason’s Mission, which raised and trained dogs to be service dogs. When the food came, the subject shifted back to the prom.

“So, who are you going to prom with?”

“Just some friends from theater.”

“Dylan going?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, Chase wanted me to ask if you knew who Trevor Mariano was?”