Chapter 71 Gala

• The weekend creeped up on us. The week went fairly quickly. We spent most of the week at home. And Mason made it his mission to have me bake almost every possible dessert I know how to make. Because once he ate my homemade cookies and brownies. It was over. He said he was addicted and said he needs to know how every dessert I can make taste so he can make note of which ones his favorite.
• As of so far number one is cookies. Followed by bread pudding and then brownies and banana pudding. He even requested freshly baked cookies everyday. I thought he was kidding. But everyday he asks for some and I never mind. I keep a bit of cookie dough ready to bake him at least a sheet of six. Between the two of us and Dom. Six never seems to be enough.
• I leave him and Dom to their freshly baked cookies and their conversation that I hadn’t paid one second of attention too as I head into the closet and look over all the new dresses Mason bought me. My hand trails over them. I’ve never had so many gowns. Or any this nice. I sift through them deciding on which one will be tonight’s choice. To be honest the one that I truly got Masons jaw to drop was the deep red lace dress I had found. The top corset hugged me nicely. But personally I loved the lace sleeves that feel loosely. I love how most of the dress is a thin lace you can see through other then where there’s a line red slip to hide all the parts no one needs to see other than Mason.