Chapter 18
Mason stared at Noah, who no longer stood against the wall. He crouched down, his elbows on his knees, and his face in his hands. Mason put his hands on Noah’s shoulders, and Noah’s body trembled. Mason hesitated, then gently took Noah’s hands in his and moved them away from Noah’s face. Noah’s chin dropped down to his chest, his shoulders slouched. Mason moved his hand to Noah’s chin, wanting Noah to look at him. Noah opened his eyes. His blank stare greeted Mason.
“I’m sorry, Mason. I’m so sorry.” Noah choked out his words as his body shook.
“Fuck.” Mason took a deep breath. The need to comfort Noah overtook all others. Kneeling down next to him, Mason pulled Noah into his arms. “It’s okay. I’ve got you. You’re good now. Let’s go home.” Mason stood up, but Noah didn’t move.
