pointed to the love seat next to Mason’s crib. “Can I get you anything?” “No.” She plopped down, crossing her long, slender legs so I couldn’t get a peek at her panties. “Pilates?” “Huh?” “Your exercise routine. It includes Pilates and some yoga.” “How did you know that?” “It’s my business to know that.” I smirked. “Your legs are very toned. Your body has a long, lean build.” “You’re good.” You have no idea. “I wish I was that focused and could figure out what I wanted to do with my life.” She gazed out the patio doors, lost in thought for a few seconds. “Sorry.” She returned her attention to me. “You don’t like working for the charity?” “I’m just helping my mother while I figure myself out.” She rolled her eyes. “I graduated college almost three years ago and still can’t figure out what I want to do. I’ve tried several things but none of them seem to fit.” “What is your degree in?” “Ah...” She fidgeted with her bracelet. “Medicine.” “Like a doctor?” “That’s what I thought I wanted to do, but I didn’t go to medical school. It wasn’t for me.” “I get that.” Medical school was a huge commitment especially if a person really didn’t want to do it. “You have a degree in marketing.” She moved the focus away from her. “How did you know that?” “I read it online.” Her quiet giggle made me smile. “At least you put your education to good use.” My life was a friggin’ open book because of the internet. Every move I made the tabloids were right there documenting all of my mistakes when it came to my social life. Just wait until they got word of my newest, no, I refused to call Mason a mistake. His mother was a huge mistake, but not him. He was mine and as unprepared as I was, I was willing to accept him. I would never abandon him the way Aimee had. Every time I thought about how she turned and walked away, I wanted to punch a wall. “Opening my first gym was natural. I always liked to work out and I’m very into fitness. I had no idea that seven years later it would have turned into what it has.” “Good for you.” “I never expected to be juggling my life with a baby.” “I’ve been thinking about that.” “Is that why you stopped by?” He sat on the sofa across from her. “To get the story?” “His mom.” She bit her lip and I wondered how much she really wanted to know. “I don’t want to pry but what happened?” “She wasn’t my girlfriend or anything. It was just a few weeks of fun. I didn’t realize how young she was.” “Legal, I hope.” “Barely, but yeah. She told me she was twenty-two. I didn’t ask to see her license but that was a lie.” Jenna dropped her gaze to Mason. Was she disgusted? I’m kind of disgusted myself. I had seen nothing wrong with all of my bed hopping antics. I’d always practiced safe sex or at least I thought I had. I’m lucky I hadn’t created more offspring. I hoped I hadn’t. Don’t go there. “I met her at a lunch I attended after a round of golf. She was my waitress and we hit it off.” Hell, I took her home and fucked her until she couldn’t walk and then she kept coming back. Maybe I should skip that part of the story. “We were together just under three weeks. She was immature for me, and coming from me that says a lot.” “You seem so responsible. Look at your business.” “Running my business is easy. I like doing it. I also like partying and being social. When Aimee, Mason’s mother, started stalking me wanting to know where I was and who I was with, well, that became a problem for me. She was also very into my cash flow. I made the mistake of bailing her out of a jam with a late car payment and then she kept tapping me like an ATM. It wasn’t working for me.” “You broke up?” “I just told her I wasn’t feeling it and we left it like that. I ignored a few of her texts but in retrospect maybe I