Greg overheard that as he was clearing the tables he’d served before hers.
He could go anywhere.
Somehow he knew that now. He hadn’t until this moment, but he did now. Sure, these were Eagle Cove locals, but just because they were coastal didn’t say what most people thought it did. A couple decades back, all of these little communities were busted flat logging or fishing towns—and some still were. But others, like Eagle Cove, were now tourist retreats and retirement communities. He was constantly astonished at what the people here had done before coming to live here.
And now he was the one astonishing Jessica Baxter and he liked the way that felt on several fronts.
As guests finished the crispy-herbed halibut, he replaced it with a coconut gelato palate cleanser served in tall martini
