“No time for one of those either?”
“Yeah, something like that. Well, thanks for letting me say hello to your dog. She’s really sweet. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you around.”
“How long are you staying?”
“The whole summer.” Mason went to the stairs and descended. “Thanks again, John. It was nice meeting you.”
“You, too.”
John watched as Mason headed over to the path that would take him down a short hill that eventually led to Embarcadero Street. Mason was too beautiful for his own good. And definitely too beautiful for John’s.
He turned back to Mandy, who looked at him expectantly. “Ready for dinner, huh? Okay. It’s probably time to start mine anyway.”
John headed back into the house, dismissing the good-looking renter from his thoughts. He had to think about his novel and how to stage a murder. Definitely time to think about that and not hot young hunks.
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