She felt her phone buzz with a text and eyed the message. It was from a real estate agent friend of hers, whom she’d contacted several months back for advice on selling the property. Alaina had suggested Piper give the house and cottages a light makeover for curb appeal, and in the meantime, Alaina would hunt down some potential buyers. Seemed she’d found a possible buyer, who’d be in town in two weeks.

Piper slid her phone away. Two weeks . . . perfect timing. She’d talk to her siblings about selling, something she hadn’t found time to do yet, and they’d continue to get the place ready, together. Then Gavin and Winnie would go back to their lives, and she’d be on the way to hers.

“So?” Jenna asked.

“So . . . what?”

“You still haven’t told me what’s happening between you and Hot Guy. You’ve ignored all my questions.”

“And you think now, heading to the scene of a major accident, is a good time?”

Jenna took a sharp left turn that had Piper practically kissing her window. “Hey!”

“Start talking.”

“I texted you the other day that everything’s fine, I’ve just been busy.”

“Yeah, and that’s not suspicious at all . . .” Jenna took another hard turn and Piper braced herself.

“You do know that you can’t afford another driving warning, right?”

“My driving’s perfect,” Jenna said. “Back up to what happened on the night of the storm last week. You’ve been cagey about that ever since. Ryland said he saw you and Hot Guy talking at the back door for a bit. Did he follow you home?”

“He has a name. It’s Cam. And what does my ex care who I was talking to?”

“Back up,” Jenna said. “Repeat that.”

“What does Ryland care who I—”

“Not that,” Jenna said. “The other thing.”

Piper blinked. “Are you hungover again?”

“I’m referring to the fact that you’re on a first-name basis with . . . Cam.” She waggled her eyebrows.

“He’s Emmitt’s son.”

Jenna looked confused. “Emmitt . . .”

“My neighbor. The guy who runs the marina.”

Jenna’s smile faded. “Rowan’s brother?”

“Yes. He’s a Coast Guard Reservist and with the DEA, though he’s on temporary leave from that at the moment.”

“Okay, let me see if I’ve got this straight. You’re boning a sexy DEA slash military hottie, who happens to be the marina owner’s son . . .”

“Oh my God, you’re a child.”

“Just tell me you got some,” Jenna said. “Wait, never mind. If you had, you’d be smiling.”

Jenna was her best friend, but how Piper felt about Cam was complicated. But he’d definitely made her smile . . .

“What aren’t you telling me? Wait a second, are you suddenly smiling into the window?”

“You can’t possibly see that.”

“Maybe not, but I can hear it.”