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Pretend Riley Hart 14160K 2023-09-02

CHAPTER ONE

The bar was dead

Granted, it was only noon and Mason just opened the doors, but usually he had a sers and fries before they went back to work Or there were the ones who had beer for their liquid , and Mason hadn’t yet heard a peep

Not that he was coht had been hell, and the sandpaper in his eyes was rough as shit It was past tiot another body in here He had a cook/dishwasher in back, but he kept it to a bare minimum on the bar When he could, he worked by hi down tables that he’d just cleaned the night before, Mason tossed the towel onto the bar and then uitar that he’d left there, sat on a stool and then plucked a few keys

He only played around with the da He used to want to take lessons, but when he worked full-time for his family restaurants, he hadn’t had the ti to teach hiht thud came from the direction of the door, as if it stuck, and then the faet that fixed Just another thing to add to his growing to-do list

A list he actually loved, because he loved his bar Creekside was the first thing Mason bought for himself The first place that was his and his alone--not soers still s as a uy before He definitely wasn’t a Blackcreek local Mason hadn’t been here too long hi in and out was noruy just didn’t have the look of a local

His hair was a dark blond, the top parted to hang partly off one side of his forehead That wasn’t what caught Mason’s eye, though; it was his jawline Strong, like it was cut out of stone It was probably the sexiest jawline he’d ever seen

It was an early June day, yet he wore a pair of black slacks and a button-up shirt--short sleeves, so it fit the weather It just wasn’t what most of his customers wore His bar as more of a blue collar establish, cutfor aruy had

He was slightly shorter than Mason himself, with a clean-shaven face and bitter eyes Huh This

"She needs to be tuned She’s not really far off, but I can hear it in the notes" He nodded toward Mason as he"Oh yeah?"

"Yep Your sound is a little flat Check your finger positioning on the fretboard"

Mason cocked his left brow "Anything else?"