Mason Thames

Mason and Ivy had been together for two years. Two Hollywood hopefuls with a relationship that was public but private enough that no one knew what they were doing routinely.

Inside Ivy's house, in her room, they were both. Mason sat on the carpet, legs crossed, with his chin held high for his girlfriend who, in front of him, was kneeling, sticking stickers on her face and neck for pure fun while they talked.