and Justin had to fly back to San Francisco for a few days." Lizzie paused. "Did you take Dante on the boat?"
"I did. He got along really well with everyone."
"Why wouldn't he? He's a nice guy."
"He is a good guy," she agreed.
"And you two are…"
"Having fun and not over-analyzing."
"Sounds good. Too bad his brother showed up, huh? The look on your faces… I know that's not what you planned for the evening."
She flushed at the knowing gleam in Lizzie's eyes. "It definitely was not, but I'm glad his brother came to see him. He could probably use some family support."
"How's everything else going with you? Is your mom still seeing Mr. Langley?"
"Yes," she said with a sigh. "They were planning to spend the day together and God knows what they're doing now."
Lizzie laughed. "I can't imagine my parents dating anyone."
"You're lucky that they're still happily married to each other."
"Thirty-eight years and going strong."
"That's amazing."
"It is. I hope Justin and I go the distance. Of course, we have to get married first."
"Have you set a date yet—one that will stick? First, it was going to be this summer, then you were talking about fall…"
"Now, maybe spring," Lizzie said with a helpless shrug. "We want to do it when Justin has time to relax, and I can be away from the inn. We want to take a long honeymoon. Anyway, we'll see what happens. We're not in a hurry. But I will let you know as soon as I know. I'll want you to make my dress."
"You might want to wait and see how happy Hannah is before you decide that."
"Why? What are you talking about? I already saw Hannah's dress, and it's beautiful."
"It's not quite right, and I'm running out of time to fix it. I should probably be doing that now."
"It's Saturday night. You can take a break and tackle it in the morning."
"I know."
"By the way, getting back to Mr. Langley," Lizzie began. "He had a visitor today. She got really agitated when I said he wasn't here."
She sat up straighter. "Did she have red hair?"
Lizzie looked at her in surprise. "She did. Why? Do you know her?"
"No, but Dante told me that Mark had an argument with a red-haired woman a few days ago. He was curious about it, and so am I. Did she give you her name?"
"No. She asked for his room number. I didn't give it to her. I said I'd leave him a message, and she thought about that. Then she said she'd like to write him a note, so I gave her paper and a pen, and she went into the living room and took about fifteen minutes to write her message."
"Do you know what it said?"
"No. I wouldn't read his private message. I put it in an envelope and slid it under his door." Lizzie paused. "But the woman did say something odd to me."
"What was that?"
"She said Mark seems like a nice guy, but people should be careful around him."
"That doesn't sound good."
Lizzie shrugged. "Maybe she's a jilted lover."
"Maybe." She didn't like that this woman was hanging around and trying to talk to Mark. She didn't like the warning she'd left, either. She needed to speak to her mother, but she had to do it when her mom wasn't with Mark. Hopefully, she'd be able to get her alone later tonight or tomorrow morning.
"I thought you were lonely, bored, and depressed," Micah said as he sipped his beer. "I was wrong. Let's talk about Keira."
Dante set his beer down, thinking it was ironic that they were talking about Keira at Micky's Bar and Grill, where it all started. "Keira is…amazing."
Micah raised a brow. "Amazing, huh? That's an impressive adjective for you."
"She's an impressive woman."
"Is it true then? She broke up you and Nikki?"
"No. Nikki and I were done a long time ago. I just didn't have the energy to break up with her until she showed up here in town and manipulated the press and reminded me exactly who she was."
"She was hot."
"She was a lot of other things, too. Actually, that's not true. She was basically one-dimensional. It was all about being a celebrity, an influencer. Everything was a photo opportunity. She was never really with me, even when she was with me. She just wanted me in her pictures."
"I'm sure it was more than that."
"It wasn't. What I can't stand is how she spun our breakup into some kind of crazy betrayal. She even pretended that Keira was her