Matt peered over at the bar and noticed that the guys who’d been bothering Hank were gone. He was almost disappointed, since he was enjoying her company. He learned that she was an avid football fan and wasn’t kidding about her disdain for Nebraska, even though the Cornhusker–Sooner rivalry had died down in recent years. He also learned that she’d dropped out of community college, but planned to go back. That she was a hairstylist. That she loved dogs. He avoided telling her why he was there. It was all mindless small talk, precisely what he needed.

“They’re gone,” Matt said, directing his gaze to the bar.

She looked over her shoulder, and let out an exaggerated sigh of relief.

“Want me to walk you out to get a cab in case they’re still hanging around outside?”

“I have a rental car. But if you wouldn’t mind walking with me…?”

It was dark outside, late. The men were nowhere to be seen, which was a good thing. Matt could hold his own, but there were two of them and they looked like they’d been in their share of fights. And after he’d lost control on that frat boy, he’d pledged to stop with the fisticuffs.

A dog ran up to them. It was Smiley from earlier.

“Speaking of stalkers, this guy’s been following me since I got here.”

Hank crouched down and cupped Smiley’s face in her hand. “Oh my god. He’s so cute. Look at this face!”

The dog followed them down the main drag. Hank said, “He’s so friendly. I heard that you’ve got to be careful. There’re packs of wild dogs around here that are dangerous.” She looked at Smiley again. “But not this sweet boy.”

“You staying nearby?” Matt asked.

“No, we’re right on the beach. They wanted to be adventurous and explore the bars here in town. How about you?”

“I actually need to find a place. I was supposed to be in for just the day, but got delayed.”

“You came all the way here with nowhere to stay?” She seemed amused by that.

“Long story.”

“I’ll bet.”

“I’ll find somewhere.”

She gave him a sideways look like she knew better during the busy season. She stopped at a beat-up Toyota parked haphazardly on a side street.

“It was great to meet you,” Matt said. “Have a great time at the wedding.”

“You obviously haven’t seen the bridesmaid dresses.” She paused as if she were pondering something. “Hey, I won’t be surprised if our hotel has an opening. My brother booked a block of rooms and a couple people canceled last minute. I can drive you.”

“I don’t want to put you out.”