Mason (Carter Brothers #2) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,60

a room full of family?’ before he got them all out.’’

Bursting into a fit of laughter, I have to shove my face into his chest to try to muffle the sound. A few seconds later Mason is following, his chest shaking with laughter which only makes me laugh harder.

Back downstairs chaos awaits us. We’ve not been gone long and all hell has broken loose.

“I saw you eyeing my man up,’’ Joan yells, shoving my Nan with her index finger.

“Oh please, I was not eyeing him up. Why would I with a room full of hot, young testosterone,’’ my Nan snaps back and I groan, leaning back into Mason’s hard, warm chest staring at what can only be called ‘a cluster-fuck’.

“Like you stand a chance you hu-‘’

“That’s enough now ladies, let’s enjoy the party and not fight over worthless men,’’ Charlie, our friend from school speaks up from the sofa.

When had she arrived? Charlie used to be Kayla’s only other friend, the girl Davis raped, and when Charlie returned the last term of school after being away, her, Harlow and I began to hang out. How it happened is anyone’s guess.

“Charlie sweetie, she keeps eyeing my man. If it’s not my man then it’s one of his boys,’’ Joan tells her, her eyes wide flickering between Mark and Nan. “Did you just wink at her?’’ she snaps at Mark, stomping over to him.

“What? No! Of course not,’’ Mark defends heatedly.

“You were,’’ Nan grins sending him a wink.

He groans sitting in the chair before giving a helpless look to anyone in the room who was brave enough to make eye contact with him.

“You’re such a coward, what, you can’t handle me in the bedroom anymore, so you need someone tamer?’’ Joan shouts, and everyone shuts up looking horrified at what they’re hearing.

“Honey, this isn’t the time or the place to talk about this, so can we all calm down?’’ Mark tries again.

“So you’re not looking at her?’’

“I only have eyes for you...’’ he says sweetly.

“Ewe, I don’t want eyes, I don’t need eyes. Why would you only have eyes for me? Have you forgotten that I love just getting a good ole fashioned box of chocolates and a bunch of flowers?’’

“Romance is dead,’’ Nan remarks.

“You’d think they’d use their initiative. In our day we never had Doodle, we only had our brains, but even with that they still don’t get it,’’ Joan remarks.

“It’s Google honey,’’ Nan smiles. “I disagree. Google is like a woman honey, we have all the answers.’’

“You saying I’m thick?’’ Joan asks warily and I mentally slap myself for not warning anyone about my Nan beforehand.

“I feel like dancing, who wants to dance?’’ Charlie yells fist pumping the air, interrupting what I’m sure would be another Nan fight.

“Ohhhh, I love a good dance,’’ Nan replies at the same time as Joan replies. “Let’s shake what our mama’s gave us.’’

When she starts twirling her ass into a seductive hip curl, which I thought would be impossible given her age, but no, Joan has it covered perfectly.

“Anyone else wish her mother taught her the whole ‘shake what ya momma gave ya’ bullshit expires at the age of thirty?’’ Myles whispers and Max grunts in agreement.

“Oh, oh, I know, Charlie you can teach us how to twirl,’’ Nan claps excitedly.

“Who gave them the loopy juice?’’ I whisper to Mason, ignoring Myles’s comment, otherwise I’d laugh and draw attention to myself.

“Fuck knows,’’ he chuckles. “But I’m going to need to bleach my eyes out after this.’’

“You and me both. You and me both,’’ I tell him, frowning at Charlie when she starts twirling.

“That’s not twirling,’’ Nan scolds. “That girl doesn’t do it like that. You know the one... she humps a wrecking ball.’’

“Oh, you mean twerking?’’ Charlie asks grinning.

“That’s what I said,’’ Nan waves her off making me giggle.

“I’m never going to un-see this. I’m never going to be able to look at either of them in the eye again. What happened to Grandma’s staying at home, watching black and white movies whilst knitting and making us tea and biscuits?’’ Max whines covering his face. “No, now we have to suffer with... with... I don’t even know what to call this,’’ he cries.

“I hear you, brother.’’ Mason winces when Joan bends over, following Charlie’s instructions and starts shaking her ass.

“Hey Denny, can I talk to you for a moment?’’ my dad asks looking pale, making sure to avoid looking in Nan’s direction, which makes me smile. When he looks up, he notices Mason,