THE LAST HONEST MAN ONE PASS AWAY: A NEW SEASON BOOK TWO ©2020 MARY J. WILLIAMS Copyright © 2020 by Mary J. Williams. All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced in any format, by any means, electronic or otherwise, without prior consent from the Copyright owner and publisher of this book. First E-book Printing, 2020 ABOUT THE AUTHOR Writing isn’t easy. But I love every second. A blank screen isn’t the enemy. It is an opportunity to create new friends and take them on amazing adventures and life-changing journeys. I feel blessed to spend my days weaving tales that are unique—because I made them. Billionaires. Songwriters. Artists. Actors. Directors. Stuntmen. Football players. They fill the pages and become dear friends I hope you will want to revisit again and again. Thank you for jumping into my books and coming along for the journey. HOW TO GET IN TOUCH Please visit me at these sites, sign up for the Mary J. Williams newsletter, or leave a message. 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WILLIAMS Harper Falls If I Loved You If Tomorrow Never Comes If You Only Knew If I Had You (Christmas in Harper Falls) Hollywood Legends Dreaming with a Broken Heart Dreaming with My Eyes Wide Open Dreaming of Your Love Dreaming Again Dreaming of a White Christmas (Caleb and Callie’s story) One Pass Away After the Rain After All These Years After the Fire Hart of Rock and Roll Flowers on the Wall Flowers and Cages Flowers are Red Flowers for Zoe Flowers in Winter WITH ONE MORE LOOK AT YOU One Strike Away For a Little While For Another Day For All We Know For the First Time The Sisters Quartet One Way or Another Two of a Kind Three Wishes Four Simple Words Five More Minutes (The Sisters Quartet Christmas) Six Days (The Sisters Quartet Wedding) Rock & Roll Forever Almost Paradise Almost Blue Almost Everything Almost Home Almost Like Being in Love (A Rock & Roll Forever Christmas) One Pass Away—A New Season The Devil Wears Blue Jeans The Back-Up Plan The Last Honest Man The Heartbreak Kid AUDIOBOOKS ONE PASS AWAY SERIES After the Rain – click here After All These Years – click here After the Fire - click here HOLLYWOOD LEGENDS SERIES Dreaming with a Broken Heart – click here Dreaming with My Eyes Wide Open - click here Dreaming of Your Love - click here Dreaming Again - click here HARPER FALLS SERIES If I Loved You – click here If Tomorrow Never Comes – click here If You Only Knew – click here If I Had You – click here THE SISTERS QUARTET One Way or Another - click here Two of a Kind - click here Three Wishes - click here Four Simple Words - click here Five More Minutes - click here Six Days - click here THE HART OF ROCK AND ROLL Flowers on the Wall - click here Flowers and Cages - click here Flowers are Red - click here Flowers for Zoe - click here ROCK & ROLL FOREVER Almost Paradise - click here Almost Blue - click here Almost Everything - click here Almost Home - click here Almost Like Being in Love – click here TABLE OF CONTENTS ABOUT THE AUTHOR HOW TO GET IN TOUCH MORE BOOKS BY MARY J. WILLIAMS AUDIOBOOKS PROLOGUE CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO EPILOGUE ▲ ▼ ▲ ▼ ▲ PROLOGUE ▲ ▼ ▲ ▼ ▲ Seattle, Washington AN ELEGANTLY APPOINTED waiter poured a glass of vintage Bordeaux into a long-stemmed crystal glass. Hands covered with crisp white gloves, the man stepped back and waited with carefully contained anxiety as a beautiful woman took a sip of the rich, dark liquid. Flipping a column of glossy dark hair over one shoulder, she closed her eyes and let out a sigh of unabashed pleasure. A model by profession—with a deep-seated desire to be a movie star—what Sasha Lake lacked in acting talent she made up for in a heightened sense of the dramatic. Watching Sasha’s performance, Dylan Montgomery’s lips quirked into an amused smile. He nodded toward the waiter to leave the bottle before turning his attention back to his companion. “Good?” he asked as she set down her glass. “My favorite,” Sasha answered, licking a drop of wine from the corner of her crimson-colored lips. Her eyes met his, laughter sparkling from their dark depths. “You should have some.” As Dylan’s smile widened, he shook his head. While he enjoyed the taste of alcohol, like the head cheerleader of his high school football team who he crushed on for three solid years, his feelings were not reciprocated. Some things, he learned from bitter experience, were simply not meant to be. A lightweight where drinking was concerned, he could get a buzz simply sniffing the cork from a bottle of whiskey. One beer, while in the company of friends, was his limit. These days, he rarely consumed anything stronger than the herbal tea he had specially blended at a local store. “How long have we known each other?” Sasha inquired as she ran one fingertip along the edge of her glass. “Almost two years?” “Sounds right,” Dylan said with a shrug. If pushed, he might be able to pinpoint the exact date of their first meeting, though he saw no reason to bother. “Why do you ask?” “Just curious.” Sasha took in the elegantly appointed candlelit table. Her gaze flickered over the romantically shadowed room where they were the only occupants before settling on the bank of floor to ceiling windows. The moon glistened off the waters of nearby Puget Sound—truly a million-dollar view. “We don’t date,” Sasha pointed out as she lifted her glass. “We’re friendly, but neither of us would call the other a friend. To say we’re lovers seems too romantic a classification for what essentially is a booty call once every few months.” Raising an eyebrow, Dylan waited. Because their meetings were few and far between, he tended to forget Sasha’s penchant for using a dozen words when one or two would do just as well. Even the kindest of her many admirers would never call the woman’s vocabulary precise or succinct. “I enjoy our brief but eventful encounters,” Sasha continued, causing Dylan to suppress a sigh. “You’re handsome, you have a gorgeous body. Yum, yum.” Dylan appreciated the compliment but didn’t let Sasha’s words go to his
