‘Oh, a long time ago now.’ I decided against revealing too much of my past. Even if Mason had any interest in stories of the nights I’d spent here, and the men I’d gone home with, I didn’t feel comfortable repeating any of them in front of my son. ‘But I can tell you this was always the place to be seen.’

‘Cool.’ Mason’s gaze slithered back down to my legs again, settling somewhere around the hemline of my dress. Despite myself, I couldn’t help looking at him as I might any man who’d shown signs of interest in me. Just past his twentieth birthday, he’d filled out in the...