Mason Davis was perfect. I’d spent my entire life loving him. And I knew with one hundred percent certainty that he loved me back. From the time we were kids growing up, my parents had loved him. When we’d started dating in high school they were ecstatic. Every time we would break up and get back together in college they would breathe a sigh of relief. In their eyes he was the one I would end up with. Sometimes I thought they just might be right.

He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. We were celebrating Mason passing the bar exam with our friends. Lexi had flown in from where she was doing her superstar residency program. Stephen and Violet weren’t filming anything at the moment, so both of them were able to be there. Aaron, Violet’s annoying husband was there, drunk off his ass and being obnoxious like normal. Taylor was here too. She was leaving for Morocco in the morning, but tonight she was all mine.

Not to mention, all of Mason’s siblings were here. Kaleb was home on leave. Aubrey was living in our guest room, so we knew exactly where she was, but she wasn’t off with friends. She’d opted to grace us with her presence tonight. This was the first time in a few years that we were all actually in the same place at the same time. Normally we were missing one or two of us, but tonight we were all celebrating together.

“Congratulations, councilor,” I whispered as I pulled his arms tighter around me.

“Thank you ma’am.” God, I loved his drawl. He had a southern accent that could drop panties in two seconds. Thankfully, mine were the only ones that would be dropping tonight.

I kissed Mason’s cheek and rested my forehead against where I’d kissed. “Are you having fun?”

He smiled. “I am. It’s nice to have everyone here for a change.”

“Um hm.”

“Will you two get a room already,” Lexi said grinning. ”You two are worse than anyone I know. When are you going to get married anyway?”

I tensed. Mason and I had deliberately been avoiding this conversation. Our parents asked us weekly when they would get grandchildren, nevermind the fact that I was only twenty-five and had just graduated from law school. The ink on our diplomas wasn’t even dry and they already wanted us to start popping out babies.

Mason laughed. “Just because you treat prego women all the time doesn’t mean we need to have any. We’re on our own time table here, Alexis.”

She laughed. “At least your answer never changes, Mase. So when do you start at your dad’s firm?”

He rubbed my arm gently, allowing me to relax against him. “Next week. He’s already got me a corner office picked out.” He groaned. “I’m dreading it already.”

Kaleb, Mason’s brother, handed him a beer and sat down on the couch across from us. “Better you than me. I’d kill Dad by the end of day one. Are you guys settled into the house now?”

I nodded. “Finally. Momma came over and helped me finish painting the last room yesterday, but not before suggesting we paint it a pretty yellow, so we can use it for the nursery. The woman is trying to kill me.”

“What color did you go with?” Lexi asked, hiding her grin behind her drink.

“Beige,” I deadpanned.

Kaleb started laughing. Mason even chuckled behind me.

“Guess there’s no question there.” She giggled. I could just see your momma now, Emmy darlin’, you need to get ready for this baby that’s not coming for two to three more years. Pick a gender neutral color because that’s what all the PC people are doing now. Who cares what will be in style then. I want you to be prepared for the future now.”

I snorted a laugh because it sounded exactly like my momma. Mason dug his face into my neck, trying to muffle his laugh.

“So are you guys thinking of getting married anytime soon?” Lexi asked.

I glanced back at Mason. He grinned at me and shrugged. “Maybe. We’ll see what happens. I’m pretty happy right now. Emmy’s starting at the recording studio next week, writing contracts and all that jazz. I can already see the writing on the wall, her and Luke are going to spend every spare second they can recording. My dad is all excited for me to start.” He took a deep breath. “I feel like we’re finally settling in for the first time in a while.” He squeezed me once before letting go. “I’m going to go get another beer. Does anyone want anything?”

Everyone said no, and I watched him walk to the kitchen. Lexi winked at me as I leaned forward. “Go get a second alone with him. I know you guys have been entertaining for days.”

I tried to hold back my smile, but I couldn’t. I wanted that second alone with Mason. He moved through our kitchen with ease, like we’d been living there for years, not weeks. Mason smiled when I wrapped my arms around him from behind.

“Have I told you how amazing you are for putting up with all our friends and family this week?” he asked.

“Every day.”

He turned so his arms wrapped around me and he could hug me closer. “Did Lexi’s questions freak you out?”

I lifted an eyebrow. “Me? You’re Mr. Anti Marriage.”

“Maybe not anymore.”

My mouth dropped open in shock. “Mase, we always said we would wait until—”

“I know what we said, but maybe we should talk about it sooner.” He smirked. “Would it be the worst thing in the world being married to me?”

I fought back a smile. “I don’t know. You do have a tendency to leave open cabinets. You know how much it drives me nuts. I’m not sure I could live with it forever.”

He tickled my side and kissed me when I started to fight to get away. “I love you, Emmy.”

“I love you too, Mase. We can talk about it once everything settles down. Okay?”

He nodded. “I’m okay with that plan.”