would never be caught dead in that outfit. For one thing, Mason had a good fifty extra pounds of muscle on Ryker, so he would look like a giant tool in that outfit and then, of course, he did not have the outlandish personality to pull something off with so much…pattern. No, he was known as the asshole badass of the team, so he had to keep with that image and, thanks to Brooke’s breakup, he was able to maintain said status.
Mason turned to Parker and lightly jabbed him in the arm. “You’ve been quiet. What’s going on, man?” If Mason didn’t know any better, he might think Parker was feeling sad that Lexi was getting married. They were best friends since freshman year in college and they tried once to make things romantic between them, but it never panned out. Mason was thinking maybe Parker wished it had.
“Nothing. Just thinking about the season.”
“Are you sure you’re not upset that Lexi is marrying Jake?
Parker shot Mason a death glare. “You know I don’t think about her like that, so please, God, do not go saying that around anyone, especially Jake. I don’t need him pummeling my ass.”
Mason held up his hands in defense. “Sorry, it’s just that you’re acting weird.”
Parker shrugged. “I’m trying to sound like a pussy, but the fact that Lexi is getting married this weekend, while I don’t even have one good prospect in my life, makes me a little…I don’t know…bummed I guess.”
Ryker, who was sitting in the front of the cab turned around and raised his eyebrows at Parker. “Dude, you are a pussy. You’re the starting shortstop for the Atlanta Braves right now and could have any woman you want. Find your balls and start living it up.”
They rode in silence the rest of the way to Jake’s house. Mason didn’t really know what to say to Parker; he wasn’t much of a touchy-feely type and he didn’t want to sound like an ass like Ryker, so he just kept his mouth shut.
When they got to the house, they were greeted by Lexi and her mom at the front door. Lexi had a robe on, her hair was half done and she had a scowl on her face. Looked like their boy didn’t handle his alcohol intake very well.
Mason went to go gather Lexi in a hug, but she held her hand at his chest. “Don’t even think about it. You are on Jake patrol. You made him like that, so you get to take care of him. Make sure he’s dressed and ready to go in half an hour. He better be sober enough to sit through dinner without falling asleep in the gazpacho.”
Mason looked toward Parker, “Brew some coffee, man. Ryker, come with me, we have to make sure he gets showered and shaved.”
“Not a problem, I’ve seen him naked too many times to count.”
Lexi shook her head and walked away, but not before she said, “It’s good to see you Mace. I’ve missed you.”
“Missed you too, hot stuff.”
Ryker and Mason went into the master bedroom and found Jake sprawled across the bed, face down the in sheets, shirtless, and with his pants halfway down his legs.
“Jesus,” Mason ran his hand over his face. “Start the shower. I’ll get him off the bed.”
After a lot of grumbling and Jake trying to kiss Mason, mistaking him for Lexi, they got him showered, pumped with coffee and halfway shaved. Ryker was helping him with the razor because they didn’t fully trust their friend yet. Mason took note of his surroundings and realized that his friend was living a really good life. His house was amazing, not too big, but big enough so they had room to grow. His soon-to-be wife was hot as hell and one of the sweetest girls he knew and the view out of the master bedroom was spectacular.
He was contemplating buying a place on the beach when the view from the master bedroom got a hundred times better. From where he was sitting, he could see a woman’s bare backside; she was wearing a silver thong bathing suit bottom that made her ass look like two perfectly round globes his hands itched to get in contact with.