Chapter Thirteen

Just then, May stirred. She yawned and stretched. "How long was I asleep?" She asked, looking around.

She wiped at her eyes and she stared at Andrew as if shocked to see him there. To see herself on his chest. She jumped up as if she was burnt. "Oh my God sorry!" She nervously looked between her brother and Andrew as if asking the both of them what the reason was to have let her get so comfortable.

"It's okay May. You got here emotional and from what Mason here has told you have every right to be emotional."

May looked at Mason who was looking everywhere but her. "Mase?" May asked, gently. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah yeah." Mason said, fidgeting. "Don't worry about it."

"No. I know you Mason." May said, putting her hand on his arm. "You wouldn't have told him everything unless you were really worried. What's wrong?"

Mason looked at her. "It's nothing." He said, lamely.

"Mason." May said, her tone firm. "You can tell me."

"Of course I'm worried May! That man is back in our lives now. Si