Mason's POV

"Why are you only showing up now, you big oaf!" Layla’s bony fist slams repeatedly into my bare arm. Her blows barely register against my skin, but her words cut sharper. "And why are you naked?! Is this what my granddaughter and great-grandson are being exposed to right now?"

"I don’t think she minds," I mutter under my breath, smirking as her face twists with righteous fury.

"Oh, you—!" Her voice quivers with rage as she swings at me ...