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Ty was excitedly telling Faye about his earlier conversation with Kyle, “He even promised that I could take his boat out after he’s taught me how to sail!”

“That’s great Ty.” The musician was playing his last set and the bar was down to about half full. Her family was long gone, and this was the first chance they’d had to catch up since they’d opened.

“And Griffin is going to teach me how to golf.”

Faye bit back a grin and it was hard not to tease him about his previous scorn for golfing. It put a smile in her heart.

“Jesse was invited too. Right Jess?”

“Yep.”

“He said he’d take him up on it. At the Yacht Club’s golf course.”

“Will wonders never cease,” Faye said, raising her eyebrows.

Addison passed by on her way to the back room and Ty hurried after her. Faye turned as the front door opened and pressed a hand to her throat. Dang it! Just when she thought the evening was just short of perfection, Dave waltzed in like he owned the place. What an awful man, and now that she knew what he did for a living she was even more uncomfortable serving him. He checked out their new mascot, sasquatch, then sidled up to the bar.

Faye casually walked over to Jess and said, “Don’t look now but Dave, our favorite customer just came in.”

Jesse’s brows drew together. “Do you want me to kick him out?”

“No, but will you serve him?”

“Yeah. Are you sure you want to do that?”

“Yes. I don’t want to cause a scene. And he did apologize. My biggest concern is his history with Ty and the company I’m sure he keeps.”

“Yeah that’s why I think he should go somewhere else to drink.” Throwing his bar towel across his shoulder he went to take the man’s order.

Jesse poured from the tap into a frosty mug and glared as he slid it across the bar.

“Keep the change.”

Without a word Jess stuck the change into the tip jar and turned his back on the unwelcome patron. Jesse went to the back kitchen to ask Faye something as Tyler came out lugging a couple cases of beer. He set them in front of the coolers to refill. He grabbed a tub intending to clear some tables, but as he was walking toward the deck, a loud gravelly voice said, “Well, well, if it isn’t the mule, Tyler.”

Tyler whirled around and his eyes flashed with rage when he saw the old man sitting at the end of the bar. He slammed the tub down on the first table he passed and stomped over to him. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Just a paying customer. I caught the photograph of your smiling mug in the tourist rag, thought I’d come see for myself.”

“Get out.”

“Oh so now you’re the boss? I thought that pretty little blonde was the owner.”

“Don’t even talk about her! Get the fuck out now!”

“You’ve got balls, I’ll give ya that. But aren’t ya forgettin something? Like about five grand, as I recall.”

“Your reward is that I didn’t rat you out...should have though.”

The man chuckled mirthlessly, “Regrets already and so young. Tsk tsk.”

Addison took that moment to approach Ty, she touched his arm about to ask a question, he shook her hand off and snapped, “Go, get out of here.”

Her eyes widened with hurt, but she pivoted and walked away.

“She’s a real beauty.”

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