My Name is NOT Cupcake

"I'm going to go check on dad," Nolan said, grabbing a few extra things before he left. I was alone with Mason. I knew Nolan set this up on purpose. Mason took me into the kitchen and sat me down on a chair at the bar in the middle of the kitchen.

"Are you hungry? I made you a plate," Mason said, settling a plate in front of me. I stopped him as I ran my thumbs over his cheeks.

"Stay still... I need to try something," I said gently. Hesitantly, I leaned forward until my lips were touching his in a kiss. It was warm and gentle, but it wasn't like it used to be. It wasn't Elias' heart-pounding, toe-curdling kiss. It was soft and comfortable, but it wasn't exhilarating. There were no sparks, no breathlessness, no tingles. It was just a kiss...

Lips against lips.

I pulled away disappointed. My cheeks were wet with fresh tears.

"Why couldn't you be my mate?" I asked hoarsely with teary eyes. Mason sighed.

lines. He was saying the same thing. "I'm so sorry," he whispered as he

head and

by my tears. "I don't care if you're my mate or not. I will always be there for you. I love you and I'll always have your back no matter what, okay?" he said.

I said with a hiccup. Mason only nodded

in acceptance. He was agreeing with me and I knew

tell him when we go to get the first sonogram," I said softly. Mason kissed my head gently before I got off the chair with Mason's help and went to look for my phone. I found it under my pillow. I sat on my bed

on the second

I

called," he said in relief. I smiled slightly before I chewed on