, as if we'd known each other for years instead of mere hours. He had a way of making ev
a masquerade before?" I ask
esturing toward the room where nearly everyone had abandoned the theme. "Th
et," I countered, unab
by pillar. "Fair point. But let's be honest,
ead. "If anything, my mom's bee
to get you married," he teased
he was an underwear model, explaining that the mask was partly to avoid unwa
id dryly. "You're pract
zed. "And you're practica
e there, you learn things you're not supposed to," he
w, intrigued. "Oh,
oward a man with slicked-back hair and a sharp navy sui
d, startled, fo
creet," Nick said matter-of-factly. "People talk. Plus, he's
ld," I said, s
e tinged with amusement. "See her?" He pointed
her story
s to raise funds for underprivileged kids, but most of it ends up
"That's... actually impr
ight? And then t
t-and-pepper hair who looked like
trading?"
"He's practically untouchable, t
names, faces, and their sordid little secrets. It was equal parts ente
about the people he knew. His sharp observations were both entertain
om appeared, her face lig
ce tinged with mock exasperation. "
gesturing toward Nick. "T
charm dialed up to eleven.
is hand. "The pleasure is mine, you
onight," Nick r
," Mom said with a teasing smile. "I'm t
ight had been a rare opportunity for her to let lo
led with Mom's infectious chatter
from the States in December," she said, he
esire had been a name I'd heard a lot gro
vening. Her happiness radiated through the car, her voice anima
entarily lifted. I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen her so alive. Tonigh
mom, how much I'd missed being able to spend time like this with her. Work didn't leave much room for p
help but think about Nick. A
ne buzzed with a message
ck hope you g
the simple sweetness of his text. For someone who claime
's earlier words about not overthinking every
ad a lovely time toda
came almost
time with you today. Would you mind going out
to say yes immediately, but another part reminded me of my packed schedule
ly, I
t I'll have to chec
Just let me know
ion replayed in my head as I got ready for bed. As I lay under the covers, a small gri
er trip. She was heading to a convention on Monday, and I helped her gather her
of the waiting areas, sipping coffee a
gain so soon," she said, a
"I know work keeps you busy, just like mine
ftening. "All I want is
replied, pullin
longer before pulling back. "Take care of your
I said with a
ght. On the drive back home, I felt a pang of sadness but pushed it aside. I knew her job demanded
-
ing for the week ahead. I sent an email to the contractor, outlining the project deadlines
Samira, my
amily. I don't want them anyw
reply ca
make sure they're remove
family's underhanded tactics had caused me enough headaches, and I w
drifted back to Nick. His easy smile, his witty banter, and the way he made me feel
s of the house settle around me, a small smile