“None of your business,” Gabriel grumbled. His love life—or lack of one—had been an ongoing conversation since he’d broken up with his ex a couple of years ago. Sure, he’d been brokenhearted and had buried himself in his job to cover the hurt. Though he wasn’t consumed by the pain anymore, he hadn’t changed his work habits. He found the long hours kept his mind off his nearly nonexistent social life. He dated sporadically and rarely asked a woman out more than once.

“Now that we agree Gabriel doesn’t have a love life,” Brent said, “do you know anything about the neighbor Drea mentioned?”

“Nothing other than she’s supposed to be a nice lady who does this dinner thing a couple of times a month with a small group of friends. Drea said she can throw down in the kitchen. This morning when I went out to the car, I found a note from her inviting me to a welcome dinner tonight. Nana’s invited, too.” Gabriel considered himself a foodie of sorts and enjoyed great food. He’d go once to check it out and hoped his sister was right.

Darius made a face. “Nana’s going, too? So, basically, that means she’s probably old enough to be your mother or grandmother. I don’t know any women our age who’d be cooking like that for people on a regular basis.”

“I guess I’ll find out tonight and let you know.”

Glenn glanced at his watch. “We’d better get on the road. I checked the traffic and it’s a little slow, and I want to get to the airport in plenty of time. I’m eager to get back home to my beautiful wife.” He and his wife had been married for only two years and were still in the honeymoon phase.

“What time does the flight leave?”

“Five. It’s going to be a long night because we don’t get in until early tomorrow morning.”

“I hear you.” Firefly Lake was about half an hour from Napa Valley, and the closest major airport was in Oakland. The flight wouldn’t leave for another four hours, but depending on the traffic, it could take two or three hours to get there. “I appreciate you guys making the trip to help me out.” He’d hired a moving company to transport a few larger items like his bed, his favorite recliner, large flat-screen TV, and his gym equipment. The guys had helped him out by renting an SUV, and between that and his Acura SUV, they’d managed to transport the rest of the things he would need for the duration of his stay. He followed his friends to the living room where they’d left their bags, then out to the car.

Brent clapped Gabriel on the shoulder. “That’s what friends do. I hope you enjoy small-town living.”