Mason grinned and let the two sisters chat. He went out to the garage to help Jace carry in the plethora of flowers and gifts that had been sent to the hospital for Carley. Her room there looked incredible with all the flowers. All the nurses commented on the beauty of her room, and she gave a couple of her favorite nurses the flowers they commented on. She was generous, as well as all the other things he loved about her.
He stopped quickly as that thought ran through his head, and Jace looked up at him. "You, okay?"
"Yeah."
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
Jace stared at him a moment then pulled another floral arrangement from the back end of the SUV. "Jace, when did you know you were in love with Margo?"
Jace chuckled. "Ahh. I see." He handed Mason the flowers in his hand. "I don't recall a day. I only knew one day I didn't want to live without her."
Mason nodded and carried the flowers into the house. Jace was close behind him. They made several trips back and forth. The house resembled a funeral home, and he didn't care for it. It would be up to Carley to decide what to do with all of the flowers, as many were beginning to wilt anyway.
Margo bustled into the kitchen. "Are you men ready to eat? Carley thinks she's ready for some soup."
Jace patted his stomach. "I can eat. I love your soup, so count me in." He kissed her lips, and she giggled.
It was nice watching them together and Mason realized he wanted that too. He'd never had those thoughts before. He'd never met anyone he wanted to spend every day with.
He went to the living room and helped Carley up from the sofa. She'd learned how to use her legs, but having his arm to steady her was a bonus. He was also happy to oblige.
"Thank you," she said.
He grinned. "Any time."
She chuckled as they moved into the dining room. "It's beautiful," Carley said to Margo.
"Thanks, honey."
Margo acted like it was nothing, but she'd been here most of yesterday and all morning, cooking, cleaning, and prepping for Carley's homecoming.
Margo carried the pot of soup to the table and set it in the middle. "I can dish if you'll hand me your bowl."
Carley held her bowl up. "Smells delicious."
Margo's smile was huge. They looked similar in so many ways and their smiles were one of them. When they genuinely smiled, and it reached their eyes, their resemblance was clearest. He and Jace were fortunate men. They'd found beautiful, fun, smart and self-sufficient women.
They ate their soup in silence. Margo had made fresh bread and an apple pie for dessert. He was genuinely stuffed.
His phone rang and he pushed his chair away from the table. "I'm sorry. excuse me."
He moved into the living room as he answered. "Hi, Mitch."
"Hi, Mason. I heard Carley went home today."
"Yes, we got back here about an hour ago."
"Nice. She'll heal faster there than anywhere."
"I think so too. What's up?"
"I just wanted to let you know that Ethan updated me about Layton Terry and Dustin Carter."
"Okay."
Jace entered the living room and watched him. "Hang on, Mitch."