Chapter 27: Over Heating

It's a modest house from what I can see in the dark. I glance at the clock, noticing it's almost midnight. An everyday ranch style home sits in front of us. Nothing special from the outside, but the yard looks like it's well cared for, and there's two rocking chairs on the front porch. The neighborhood looks like any other middle-class American community would.

As I continue to take in my surroundings, Mason comes around to my side of the SUV, opening my door to help me out. Escorting me inside, he tells me to make myself at home while he goes to get our stuff from the car.

I've never understood what people really mean when they say make yourself at home, so I kick off my shoes and stand awkwardly in the foyer while waiting for his return.

The door opens and his smile warms me from head to toe. He has Mr. Kitty under one arm and our bags in the other.

"Baby, you look lost."

As I shrug my shoulders, he motions for me to follow him down the hall. In what appears to be a guest r