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I walked into the house I had lived in for the past year and sighed. I honestly thought I'd never come back.

"Hey, sweet cheeks!" Mason called and walked past me on his way to the kitchen. He slapped my ass and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "Life on the road didn't suit you, huh?" He said and I followed him into the kitchen with a slight limp to my step.

"I couldn't see it working out," I said sarcastically and sat on the kitchen table. "How's life?"

"I've spent every minute since you decided to be a little pest and do a runner hearing about you. I'm sick of your name," Mason said searched through the cupboards that were most likely empty. I was the one who did the shopping.

I laughed. "You missed me though."

"I finally got a decent nights sleep," Mason said and closed the cupboard when his search for food failed. He scratched his light brown stubble and looked at me. "It's been nice sleeping without hearing you and Blake going at-"

I coughed and raised eyebrows at Mason. He smirk