Page 5 of Love Me Ever After
“What?” I sat down and reached for my glass.
“Tasha has something to tell us,” said Sara.
I turned my gaze to Tasha, who looked as if she was ready to burst.
“Luke and I are moving in together!” she announced.
Given she’d been spending the majority of her time over at her boyfriend’s place recently, this didn’t come as a huge surprise to me. What worried me more was finding a new housemate or forking out the extra rent until we could. The three of us had always agreed that we wouldn’t move out unless there was a plan to have someone else move in straight away. Mixed emotions bubbled through me. Of course I was happy for Tasha, but the possibility of an additional financial burden niggled at me.
“That’s fantastic,” I said, lifting my glass up for her to clink with mine. “It’s all a bit sudden, isn’t it?”
“Not really.” She grinned.
“So how long have we got to find someone else?” I couldn’t help but ask.
Tasha and Sara exchanged a glance. “I’m moving out on Saturday.”
“Wait, what? That’s two days away! How the hell are we meant to find someone else that quickly? God, Tasha, you can really be selfish sometimes.” I banged my almost empty glass down onto the table with such force it was a wonder it didn’t shatter.
“But I have news too,” said Sara. “Which kind of lessens Tasha’s bombshell.”
I folded my arms across my chest. “Really? Isyourboyfriend moving in?”
“No, but we are going to have a new housemate who just happens to be able to move right in at the weekend,” she declared.
“Hey, we said we’d choose someone together to make sure they aren’t a complete weirdo.” Unease ate away at me. Both Sara and Tasha looked smug while I sat there full of concern. “Shit. There’s a new girl at the salon who’s also a supermodel,” I muttered, “and she’ll be parading around the house making us feel inadequate, not to mention bringing home a string of hot men who we’ll never be able to get near.” I slumped down into my chair. “Don’t do that to me, Sara.”
Sara wrinkled her nose. “It’s not that. But I know you’re not going to like it.” She gave Tasha a side eye.
I let out a hard breath. “Come on. Out with it. Who have you decided can live with us without needing my approval?” Convinced Tasha also knew who it was, I alternated my glare between them.
“Mason.”
Time stood still. I reached for my wineglass and gulped down the remainder, then refilled it downing half again.
There had to be someone else around here with that name. It couldn’t possibly be the same Mason. My Mason.
Could it?
Had Sara really done somethingso fucking stupidas to offer him the room in our house?
My hand shaking, I lowered the glass back down to the table before I dropped it. “Mason who?”
The look Sara and Tasha exchanged told me everything I needed to know.
It looked as if I was going to get my wish.
Mason and I would be moving in together after all.
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Mason
The burnin my shoulders intensified as I pulled the weights up, feeling like I deserved every single ounce of the pain. By the end of the day, I was sure I’d be in all sorts of agony after moving all my stuff into Ems and Sara’s place, after taking Tasha’s belongings to Luke’s flat.
The last two days had been crazy. I’d worked long hours, trying to tie up an extremely lucrative offer for a Technology VP which would net me a nice four figure commission. The acceptance was looming, with the candidate taking the weekend to think about things. I knew I’d have to check in with her a couple of times, just to make sure she didn’t disappear on me. There was no worse feeling than a candidate ghosting you after you’d managed to secure everything they wanted and more.
I puffed out my chest, trying to wrestle out a few more reps before finishing.
