Page 65 of Please Save Me

“Yeah, a nap would probably help me,” I admitted.

“Ooh, can I come with you?” Mason called.

I didn’t realize she’d been listening to us, but I’d never say no to cuddling with Mason. But I wasn’t the only person who wanted Mason's attention.

“Princess, I was getting ready to do some work. Why don’t you use my bed? I miss having you upstairs,” Sebastian explained.

Mason studied him like he had just asked her to stick her finger in an outlet.

“Because I want to take a nap with Cameron?”

Her response was almost automatic, and despite the fact Mason didn’t say anything wrong, Sebastian looked like she punched him. Normally, I’d of found that funny… but right now, it was a little sad.

His smile faltered for just a moment before he plastered on a big, fake grin.

“That’s fine… I’ll probably go to the gym instead,” he relented.

“But what about work?”

His smile stayed as he shrugged. I still didn’t like Sebastian, but it was hard seeing his heart so obviously break, even if it was just a little.

I waited for Sebastian to leave before I joined Mason. It was weird. As much as I loved rubbing Mason’s love for me in his face, today, I couldn’t do it. So, with Sebastian at the gym and Mason in my bed, it felt like I could finally relax.

Except, I was pretty sure zero part of Mason wanted to sleep. Instead, she used my arm as a pillow as she looked through her phone.

“What about Rosemary Adelaide?” she asked.

I closed my eyes, hoping that would tell her I wanted to sleep and we could pick out a middle name later.

“Too long.”

“Rosemary June?”

I scrunched my nose. “Too close to Juniper, and she’s the last kid that needs to be given a complex.”

Recently she’s started telling usI’m right and you’re wrongwhen we correct her. I couldn’t imagine how she’d behave if she thought we named the baby after her.

Mason softly traced absentminded patterns on my skin, causing goosebumps to erupt in their wake.

“What about Rosemary Anne?”

I cracked an eye just to stare at her. “Did you actually want a nap, or did you just wanna bug me?”

Because if it was the latter, she could have stayed upstairs with Seb.

“Ididwant a nap… but not having her name picked out is really bothering me.” She sighed.

That was understandable, but that also caused a question to sprout in my mind. I opened my other eye and slid my gaze to her.

“Why didn’t you tell Sebastian we changed baby girl's name?” It shouldn’t matter to me that she hid this, he wasn’tmyproblem.

I told myself that this was because I was just curious. That my worries were founded in Mason being scared of him rather than the fact that her hiding this would absolutely break Sebastian.

She focused on her stomach, gently rubbing the curve as she thought.

“You probably think I don’t love him, right?” she mumbled.

Honestly, until recently, I would have preferred if she didn’t. “Not at all.”

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