Ambrosia (3 page)

MASON

Before following Scarlett to my room, I grabbed my cell off the bar and tapped out a quick text to my boys instructing them not to mention our upcoming move in front of Scarlett. I wasn’t sure when the right time to tell her was, but I wasn’t ready yet. I didn’t want her pulling away from me before she had a chance to see how good we could be together. Then maybe, just maybe, she would want to come with me. I wasn’t going to ask her; I couldn’t ask her to make that decision so soon after returning, but if she asked to come with me, I’d be ecstatic.

I’d still need to handle the Bentley situation, but she could either understand it and accept Angel or take a fucking hike. Our hookups were meaningless
fucks,
she filled a void that no longer needed to be filled. Her only job now was to manage
Jobu’s
Rum. God, I was so glad she was back in Austin. How awful would it have been if she’d been at the bar when Scarlett came back? I cringed just thinking about it. I had six weeks to address that situation before she was due to come back in town.

“
Mase
? Are you coming?” Scarlett’s sweet voice called out.
Mase
… I loved
hearing that come
out of her mouth.

“Yeah, just a second. I was putting some of the food away,” I answered. I opened and closed the refrigerator door to make it sound like I had been doing what I said and then went to join her in my bed. I needed to remind her as many times as possible why we needed to be together.

SCARLETT

After Mason had showered and changed, he took me to my place to grab some clothes and toiletries. I needed to check in with my new roommate, Tessa, anyway. I hadn’t said much to her the day before when I had arrived late in the evening. I had basically put my stuff up in my room, showered, gotten dressed, and left for the night. I wasn’t sure how this whole stranger roommate thing worked. Were we supposed to tell each other when we were going to be there or not?
Evie
and I had known each other’s’ whereabouts every moment of every day, but that was different.

Tessa came out of her room when she heard us come into the apartment. The sight of Mason scared her a bit at first; she jumped back a foot when she saw him. I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. I don’t think she was expecting a six-foot-something, tattooed and pierced,
hottie
to be standing in the living room.

“Hey Tessa,” I greeted her warmly.

“
Hiya
, Scarlett,” she said to me, but her eyes were locked on Mason. I couldn’t blame her. His presence demanded the attention of any female that shared a room with him. Once you got past his massive size and the ink that covered his arms and neck, you saw just how gorgeous his face was and God help anyone that got lost in those eyes

“This is Mason. He’s my, uh…” I looked up at him, wondering what I was supposed to refer to him as. Thankfully he saved the pending awkward silence.

“I’m Mason, Scarlett’s boyfriend. It’s nice to meet you, Tessa,” he said as he reached his hand out to shake hers. Her pale face turned a bright shade of pink as she shook his hand.

“Likewise,” she squeaked. Then, turning to me, she said, “Hey, I’m going to stay with a friend tonight so don’t wait up, okay?”

Before I had a chance to respond, Mason answered her, “Yeah, no problem. Actually, Scarlett is
gonna
stay at my apartment until Monday. Classes start Tuesday, right?” He looked over at me for confirmation. I nodded to answer the question, but was still in shock over his announcement. It wasn’t that I minded staying with him, but he hadn’t even asked me if I was okay with it.

Sensing my mild irritation with him, he walked up behind me and slipped his arms around my waist. He leaned down to kiss my neck, “We’ve got lost time to make up for. Don’t we, Angel?” It was my turn to blush and instead of embarrassing myself by trying to talk, I just nodded again. Feeling his body up against mine, even fully clothed, caused me to tingle all over and lose my train of thought.

“Come on; let’s get your bag together. Marcus is going to kick my ass if I’m much later, especially after I bailed on him last night.” His voice pulled me back to reality, and I looked up at Tessa who was still just standing and staring at us.

“Okay, I’ll be fast,” I said as I spun around and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. I turned to Tessa, “I guess I’ll be back on Monday. We can go over our schedules then and go grocery shopping if you want.”

“Sounds good. See you both later,” she replied before disappearing back into her room.

I decided to take a nap when we got to the warehouse while Mason did whatever it was he did to help Marcus. He woke me up a little after eight o’clock when he brought in a pizza and sat it on the table.

“Hey there, sleepyhead. I brought you something to eat,” he said as he sat down on the bed next to me, kissing my forehead.

“
Mmmm
… it smells good. But I’m too comfortable. I don’t want to get out of bed,” I murmured.

“No problem.” He got up, grabbed the pizza box, and brought it back to the bed, where he sat it down next to me. “Now, eat up and get dressed. I’ll be waiting for you out there.” One last kiss and he was out the door.

An hour later I was fed, showered, and changed into a pink sundress and flip flops, always my shoe of choice. As I made my way down the back hallway from the mini-apartment to the bar, I recognized the voice coming from the other side of the door as Noah’s. Noah meant Mina and Max! I couldn’t wait to see all of my old friends. I stopped to say hello to Marcus as I walked by the office. I was beginning to think that he lived in that chair He gave me a friendly smile and waved hello as he continued his phone conversation. He was starting to warm up a bit.

I opened the door to the main bar area
,
and I was stunned to see how many people were there. Holy shit, the place was packed. My eyes followed my ears and they landed on Noah standing center stage, grasping the microphone, singing directly at Mina who was sitting by herself at 32 Leaves’ usual table. I then looked over to find Max and smiled at the sight of his messy brown hair and youthful face. Memories of him and
Evie
passed through my head, but instead of getting sad, my smile grew. Every moment
Evie
spent with Max she was happy
,
and I knew he was too. I looked over to where Mason should be sitting, but found him walking towards me with a huge grin across his face. He looked his usual yummy self, wearing a green and white t-shirt, faded blue jeans, and white Chucks.

“You look beautiful, Angel,” he said as he leaned down and sweetly kissed my lips. “Come on, let’s get you a drink.”

He grabbed my hand and led me through the crowd to his table. As we weaved in and out of the people, I couldn't help but feel the stares of the other girls in the room. I’m sure they were wondering what in the hell made me so special that he would choose to be with me… hell, I was wondering the same thing!

We reached the group of tables and several familiar faces greeted me with a smile. Cruz, Mason’s long time best friend, hopped off his bar stool and pulled me into a big bear hug.

“I’m so glad you’re back, Scarlett,” he said as he released me from his grasp. “You have no idea how much of a whiny bitch Rat has been the past eight months. We were about to kick him out of the band.”

“Fuck you man,” Mason retorted with a scowl on his face. “I started the damn band.”

The rest of the table laughed at the exchange between the two, but I hated knowing that I had caused him pain and unhappiness. I stood on my tippy toes and kissed the crease between his eyes, forcing him to relax. He pulled me to his body, and I reveled in his masculine scent.

“Scarlett
MacGregor
, get your ass over here right now,” a female voice called out behind me. I spun out of Mason’s arms to investigate who was talking to me and saw Mina standing several feet away with her arms stretched out towards me.

“Mina! Oh my God, it’s so good to see you!” I exclaimed as I walked towards her. We hugged and jumped up and down in delight like giddy school girls.

“I’m so glad you’re back. I‘ve missed you so much. You better not ever leave again. I have so much to tell you. Are you back at Rice? Where are you living?” Her sentences all ran together.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her enthusiasm. It was as wild and spunky as the unruly blonde curls that framed her face. “Slow down sweetie. Your questions are going to give me whiplash,” I joked.

She looked up at Mason who had walked over to us. He slid his arm around my waist and leaned down to kiss my cheek. “Hi Mina,” he greeted her with one of his panty-dropping smiles. “We’re up after 32 Leaves, Angel, so I’m
gonna
go set up with the guys. Why don’t you go over to Mina’s table with her so you don’t have to sit here alone? I’ll meet you back here when we finish up.”

I glanced over at the table and saw that the only people left were people who I didn’t know. “That’s a great idea. Mina and I have tons to talk about. Plus, I want to catch up with Max and Noah too.”

He kissed me deeply before walking off to join his band mates, and I turned back to Mina. “Well, I guess that’s one question I don’t need to ask,” she waggled her eyebrows suggestively at me.

“Oh, stop! You’re a nut!” I rolled my eyes teasingly at her.

We made our way across the room to where she was sitting. As we walked by, she looked up at Noah who was still singing on stage. He lifted his eyebrows at her in recognition and then did the same to me when he saw me following her. I waved and looked over at Max, hoping he was paying attention, but his eyes were closed, deep into the song he was playing.

After getting comfortable on the bar stools, if that was even possible, and ordering our drinks, Mina wasted no time in breaking her good news. She raised her left hand in front of my face and wiggled her fingers so that the marquis cut rock on her ring finger glimmered at me.

“Get out! Are you serious?” I screamed. “When did he propose?”

She tucked a corkscrew curl that kept falling in front of her eyes back behind her ear and told me the entire story of Noah getting down on one knee the previous New Year’s Eve. She said after
Evie
had died, he realized that we really weren’t promised another day, so he didn’t want to waste any time being apart. They had gotten a place together in the summer and the wedding was going to be in the middle of December, during winter break.

“What about Max? Who is he living with now if you and Noah have your own apartment?” I asked.

She looked down and I could see the sadness in her eyes. “Max isn’t doing too great,” she admitted. “He got his own place; he said he really didn’t want to live with anyone else. We are all still really worried about him. It’s getting better, but he still refuses to even talk to another girl. It’s like he feels he’s cheating on
Evie
if he does.”

Hearing that made me sad too. I completely understood how he felt. I had been leery to get a new roommate because I was worried that I would be replacing
Evie
too. I was still so scared about forgetting her.

“Maybe I need to talk to him… not here or anything, but maybe we can grab a coffee and help each other somehow,” I thought aloud.

“That would be great Scarlett. I know you are probably the only person in the world that can even begin to understand what he is going through. It’s so easy for all of us to tell him he needs to get on with his life, but he really thought she was the one,
ya
know?”

I nodded. I knew all too well what it was like to find out the person you thought was your soul mate, wasn’t ever going to be there for you again. It felt like this gaping hole in your heart had been torn open, and no matter how hard you or the other person tried, nothing could ever completely fill it.

My facial expression must’ve matched the gloomy thoughts crossing my mind because Mina tried to quickly change the subject. “So, you’re back at Rice with me, right? Where are you living? Why didn’t you call me?”

“I’m in the same apartments I was last year, just a different building. I have a new roommate, her name is Tessa, and she seems to be pretty cool. I really haven’t said more than five words in passing to her, so I’m not sure. It’s all kind of weird…”

Just as I was about to finish the thought about her not being
Evie
, large hands wrapped around and covered my eyes from behind.

“Guess who?” Max’s deep voice said jokingly. I jumped off the bar stool and flung myself in his arms. He held me tightly, oh so tightly, as if we were trying to communicate all of our hurt and suffering through the embrace.

“It’s so good to see you Scarlett,” he said as we pulled away from each other. “I’m so glad that you’re back.”

“Me too,” I answered honestly. “I’ve really missed you guys.”

Seeing Max for the first time in so long did, of course, remind me of
Evie
, but in all of the good ways. He hopped up on the stool next to where I had been sitting and patted the empty one for me to join him.

After congratulating Noah on his upcoming vows and saying hello to the rest of the band, Max and I enjoyed casual conversation until Mason and the rest of
Jobu’s
Rum took the stage. Seeing him stand up there, in all of his rocker glory, reminded me of exactly who I had spent the last twenty four hours with. My boyfriend was a local rock god, and a mighty fine one at that. For the first time in nearly a year, I felt happy.