Mason saw, A New Guy, a blossoming romance.
Brett saw every potential Boyfriend as a threat.
Mason thought he'd go to Sinema again. The Dream Guy was out there. He'd take risks to find him.
He saw a Guy staring. Moments later, Mason was alone with him. His eyes met his. This tall stranger was stroking his face...
That is until his Were-Bodyguard ruined it. Throwing the stranger meters away, he grabbed Mason's arm, directing him out of the club.
"You're making this a Habit now?" Mason asked.
"Not all Habits are negative" Brett smirked.
