Andrea followed Ben down the road to the club. They parked and he led the way into the restaurant/bar area. They sat outside on the patio because it was gorgeous out. When their waitress came, Andrea ordered a margarita and Ben got a draft beer. “What are you in the mood for?” Ben asked. “They have great nachos and club sandwiches here.”

“Both sound good.” They decided to share a platter of nachos and a turkey club sandwich. It was plenty of food. While they ate, they chatted about the people they both knew.

“Mia and Izzy are great neighbors. I had a crush on Mia when we first met, but I don’t think she ever saw me that way. She’d also met Sam and they really hit it off.”

“Are you dating anyone now?” Andrea asked. She was curious if he’d mention Paula.

“I just ended a relationship before I came back here for the season. I’m dating here and there, but nothing serious. What about you?”

“I was engaged until about a year ago. I’d dated Steve for six years and we got engaged because we were tired of people asking about it. It was the logical next step, but I don’t think either of us really wanted to do it. He’s a great guy. But we probably should have ended it way sooner. Sometimes it’s just easier to coast along than to deal with a breakup.”

Ben nodded. “I can see that. How far did you get with wedding planning?”

“Not far at all. I realized when I started making lists of everything I needed to do that I just wasn’t excited about any of it. I see brides here all the time who are obsessed with every last detail of their weddings. And I just wasn’t feeling it. I dreaded having to do it, to be honest. That’s when I realized it would be a mistake to go on. I talked to Steve and he was surprised at first, but mostly relieved.”

“Good you realized it before it was too late,” Ben said.

“I know. Funny thing is Steve got married last month. He met someone a few months after we broke up and they got engaged six months later.”

Ben grinned at that. “I think when you know, you know.”

Andrea laughed. “Right. It shouldn’t take six years to figure it out.”

They chatted easily as they finished their drinks. Ben was funny and had her laughing with some of his stories. He was an adventurer and loved to travel and to sail.

“Last year, I rode on a friend’s boat for the Figawi race. That was a blast. Have you ever done that?”

“Yes, once. Steve’s boss raced in the Figawi every year and the first year we were dating, we both got to go. It was really something. Did you do it again this year?”