Mason Wolfe (Wolfe Brothers #3) - Sandi Lynn Page 0,21

me my beer.

“How was your day?” I asked as he sat down next to me and put his feet up on the coffee table.

“It was good. I just got back from my mother’s house. She told us why she broke up with Tommy.”

“Good. Hopefully after letting it all out to you boys, she’ll start to feel better.”

“He asked her to marry him.”

“What?” I cocked my head. “She broke up with him because he wants to marry her?”

“Yep. She never got over my father leaving. It’s always been one short term guy after the other over the years. It’s what we expected from her. It’s just how it’s always been. And I think my mom thought the same. But each time we saw them together, we knew he was something special to her, and she did too. But we talked some sense into her, and she called him. He was on his way over when we left.”

“You know, I’ve never seen brothers as close as the three of you are. You’re all very protective of one another and of your mother and I think it’s amazing. Now hopefully, I won’t be seeing your mom in my ER anymore.”

“Hopefully not.” He held up his beer bottle and I tipped mine to his.

“I envy your family.”

“Believe me, we have plenty of issues. It’s not always perfect.”

“Can I ask you a personal question. If I’m overstepping, just tell me.”

“What do you want to ask me?”

“I know you’re a captain and you make decent money—”

“But how would I have afforded this place on my own?” He smirked.

“Yes.” I pointed at him.

“After we were born, my grandparents, who were extremely wealthy, set up trust funds and made investments in our name. I’m pretty much set for life. The money I make from the fire department is spending money.” He winked.

“Ah, how nice.”

“And you?” His brow arched. “I know you’ll make good money in time, but you just finished your residency.”

“I don’t have any student loans and I lived at home. So, I really don’t have any debt except a couple of credit cards. Don’t get me wrong. I really didn’t want to pay this much for rent, but it felt like home and it was convenient.”

“Does it still feel like home?” he asked as our eyes locked onto each other’s.

“Yeah. It does.” A soft smile crossed my lips.

I swallowed hard as I stared into his mesmerizing eyes. I was horny and he was here, sitting right next to me looking sexy as fuck, like he always did.

“I’m going to head to bed,” I said as I got up from the couch and set my empty beer bottle on the counter.

“Me too. I have to be at the station early tomorrow morning. I’m starting a thirty-six-hour shift, so I won’t be home.”

“Okay. Maybe I’ll see you at the hospital.”

“Yeah. Maybe. Goodnight, Sara. I hope you sleep well,” he said as he headed towards his room.

“Goodnight, Mason.”

For one split second, I contemplated smashing my mouth against his. But the fleeting thought left as quickly as it came. Sex can do either one of two things: it can strengthen a relationship, or it can ruin one. We hadn’t lived together very long, and we were just starting a friendship. But damn if I didn’t get turned on every time he looked at me.

I hadn’t seen or talked to Mason in three days. As much as I craved and loved living alone, I missed his company. Even if it was little bits and pieces at a time. I had just ended my shift at the hospital, and by time I got home it was seven p.m. When I walked through the door, I saw Nathan and Mason sitting at the table drinking beer and eating pizza.

“Hey.” I smiled as I walked in and set my purse down.

“Hey, Sara,” both of them spoke at the same time.

“There’s plenty of pizza here if you’re hungry,” Mason said.

“Thanks. I’m starving.”

I opened the refrigerator, grabbed a beer and took it over to the table.

“I got a text from your mom today. She asked me if I worked tomorrow and when I told her it was my day off, she invited me to your family dinner.”

“Really?” Mason asked.

“Wow,” Nathan spoke as he took a bite of his pizza. “She must consider you a part of the family now. The more the merrier.” He grinned.

“Are you going?” Mason asked.

“You better come. Nobody turns down an invite from Caitlin Wolfe,” Nathan said. “Trust me, you don’t want