mason normandin ( werewolf ) . (biggestbaddest) wrote in light_of_may, |
It had been difficult for Mason to once again open himself up to the sort of relationship he now had with Kiley. After losing his first mate he had been devastated, and even now he was terrified of losing someone else he cared about as much as he did Kiley, as much as he had Donna. Here he was though, taking that step, taking that risk, and doing his very best not to look back. He certainly didn't regret his choice to initiate a relationship with Kiley, not in the least, but he couldn't deny the fear he felt at the very thought of losing her.
Mason didn't doubt they had at least been in the same room as one another before now, even if it was some unnecessarily large and garish ballroom, or function hall, where people were much more concerned with appearances and reputations than whatever charity they were supposed to be supporting at the time. "Even hospital coffee?" he asked her, a little sceptically, his brows lifting just a fraction.