Alex Martinez. So he was at least a co-owner of the business… Jenny registered a pang of disappointment at losing the anonymity she’d shared with him and then just as quickly chastised herself for caring. She couldn’t deny he looked really good in a slightly rumpled white shirt that was rolled up over his tanned forearms along with olive green cargo shorts. His dark hair shone in the late-day sunshine, but his eyes bore signs of disquiet, which had her wondering if something was wrong. Of course, she instantly hated herself for caring.

Linc stood to shake hands with the brothers. “Do you know Jenny?” he asked, gesturing to her.

Jenny wanted to curl up in a ball and dive under the table. But she calmly met the intense gaze Alex directed her way and even managed to shake his hand when he said, “Can’t say I’ve had the pleasure.”

She wanted to smack him when he gave her hand an extra squeeze, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

“My brother, Paul.”

“Hey, Jenny.” Paul leaned across Alex to shake her hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“Same to you.” He was every bit as handsome as his brother but seemed to lack Alex’s rough edges.

“We need some beverages,” Alex said. “Another round for the table?”

“I won’t say no to that,” Mac said. “We’ve got a tab going. Buy yourself one on us.”

“Thanks.”

Was it her imagination, or was he staring right at her, and why did Linc choose that moment to put his arm around her? Alex directed his dark-eyed gaze at the hand that cupped her shoulder before continuing on to the bar, waving hello to Evan and Owen as he went by the stage.

Her gaze riveted to him, she watched his every move as he approached the bar and exchanged greetings with the bartender, a young blonde who lit up at the sight of him and seemed to know him well. Of course she did. Jenny would bet most of the young, single women on the island had made his acquaintance. A guy like him probably got around.

“How’s your mom doing, Paul?” Maddie asked with a kind, concerned smile.

“Good days, bad days. Mostly bad days. Today was brutal, which is why we’re out drinking.”

“I’m so sorry,” Maddie said. “If there’s ever anything I can do to help, I hope you won’t hesitate to call.”

“I appreciate that. Everyone has been so great. We just had a promising interview with a potential nurse who we’re hoping to hire to help us out.”

“I so hope that works out for you,” Grace said. “I don’t know how the two of you have managed this long without professional help.”

“Thanks to the generosity of many, many friends and Dr. David, who has been a rock.”