I looked up at Mason from where I was curled into his side on the lounge on the back patio and smiled. “I’m so shocked he’s hungry only an hour after he had a snack.”

“It’s probably a world record for how long he’s gone without food,” Mason said.

Justin rolled his eyes. “I’m growing, you guys.”

I pushed off Mason’s chest, even though it was the last thing I wanted to do. “How about veggies and hummus, and cheese and crackers?”

Justin scrunched up his nose. “How about pizza?”

“Yeah!” Lyla said, bounding up the patio steps. “I want pizza.”

I glanced back at Mason. “I blame you for this. Your pizza addiction has stretched far and wide.”

He shrugged. “There are worse things.”

“How about pizza and salad?”

Justin gave me a very serious look. “I will suffer through whatever salad you bring home if it means I can get some Hawaiian goodness.”

I couldn’t hold in my laughter. “Fair enough. I’ll go pick it up, so we don’t have to wait forever.” The only downside of Mason living so far from town was that those deliveries were rarely hot when they arrived.

“I can go,” Mason offered.

“No, I’ll do it.” I didn’t want to chance Mason running into his sister when she was still pissed off. “If I call it in now, it’ll be ready by the time I get there.”

He leaned forward and gave me a long, slow kiss. “Drive carefully.”

I couldn’t answer. Mason’s kisses stole my breath and made me stupid. He wasn’t shying away from physical affection. The lingering touches and toe-curling brushes of his mouth were driving me crazy. Every night he held me as we fell asleep, but not once had he pushed for more. I was both grateful and about ready to rip his clothes off.

Justin made a gagging noise. “Enough with the lovey-dovey stuff. I need pizza.”

Mason chuckled. “Just wait until you meet someone you like one day.”

“No way. Never gonna happen.”

I pressed my lips into a firm line to keep from grinning. It would be fun watching Justin get his first crush, go on his first date, maybe get married. A blow of grief hit me, so intense it nearly brought me to my knees. Chelsea would never get to see any of that. Those special moments in her son’s life.

Mason squeezed my arm. “You okay?”

I forced a smile. “Of course. I’ll be back in a few.”