Chapter 16
When he reached the beach house he spotted Mason sitting in a lawn chair on the deck staring out to sea. “Hey.”
Mason turned his head and smiled. “Hey yourself. I was just thinking about you.”
“I wondered if you wanted to take a walk down there to one of the restaurants on the water and have dinner with me.”
“Are you done with your writing?”
“Yes. Did you talk to your agent?”
Mason nodded. “Sure. She’s a pain, but she means well.”
“So, will you come with me?”
He jumped up from the chair. “Hell, yeah. Let me just get prettied up.”
John grinned and followed him through the open sliding glass door. “You look pretty enough to me.”
“Well, thanks, but I’m going to change and comb my hair. I’ll be down in a minute.” Mason ran up the stairs to the master bedroom.