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“I’m just saying, there are others who could be happy with a good job, a nice company and a terrific boss.”
“Company?Boss?”Mason trembled slightly.“I have a hard time even thinking on those terms.”
“Better start.”Sharon patted Mason on the knee.“I gotta get up or I’ll fall asleep sitting here.”She groaned as she stood.“I should probably get Ellen home.Gerald is going to be fit to be tied as it is.”
“Where is he?”Mason held out his hand so Sharon could help him stand.
“He and Ellen had a bit of a tiff this morning.Ellen threatened him with going out with LD One if he didn’t stop harassing her.She said she didn’t want to see or hear him until she got home.”
Mason had to laugh.“I bet that went over like a lead balloon.”
“Oh yeah.”
Chapter Fifty-Five
Mason took one last look in the mirror.“I have no idea why I’m so nervous,” he said to his own image.“It’s not like it’s a date or anything.”
There was a knock on the back door, the one that led into the basement apartment.When Mason opened it, he sucked in a big breath of air.He’s beautifulhe thought to himself.
Nicky was dressed casually in jeans, a sweater that matched his blue eyes, an insulated vest and black boots.His eyes seemed even bluer with his dark wavy hair, and slight olive complexion.Mason could see both Nick and Patty in him.He had Nick’s dark hair and skin, but he had Patty’s eyes, nose and mouth, which was downright kissable.
“Uh, hi,” Nicky said.“May I come in?”
Mason had to shake himself to break the spell Nicky had cast over him.“Oh, yeah.Sorry.I was off in another world.Come on in.”
Nicky looked around.“Wow.Mom said it was impressive, but I didn’t expect this.”He ran he hand along the black granite countertop of the kitchen.
“Let me give you the grand tour.”
Mason showed him the paneled room, explaining how Paul and Mitch had gotten it for him.He pointed out the light in the center of the room and explained how Mark Hempstead gave it to him to match the room.When they got upstairs, Nicky seemed blown away.
“And all the furniture is original to the house?”Nicky asked.
“Yep.Ellen had collected all of it.Well, almost all of it.There were a few pieces that she didn’t have, but yeah, I’d say ninety-nine percent of it is right here.”
“That’s...just unheard of,” Nicky marveled.He ran his hand over the door frame of the front parlor double door.He looked up at the crown moldings, the stairs and then the floors.“It would take a fortune nowadays to build something like this.”
