Her face puckered in doubt.

“Really.” He made a show of standing up and slowly backing away from the computer.

Gloating, Vijay met Luke’s eyes and silently mouthed, “I told you so.”

Pen huffed and slid into the chair, picking up where he’d left off entering responses. Her fingers attacked the keyboard with rapid, angry clicks. “You should have seen some of the dirty looks I got last night when I told people we’d be keeping their phones for the week,” Penelope pouted. “Technology ruins everything.”

“Says the person currently entering data into a computer,” Vijay teased.

Only Jay would risk taunting Pen when she was in one of her moods.

“Shut it,” Penelope sniffed. “I could figure out the schedules by hand if I wanted.”

“You could,” Luke agreed. “But without my program, it would take you most of the week.”

“Your brother’s right.” Jay dropped back into his chair and rolled closer to Penelope. “By the time you had all of this organized, it would be time for everyone to pack their bags and go home.”

“I know he’s right,” Penelope grumbled, handing Jay a sheet and moving on to the next. “That doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

Luke grinned, heart aching with bittersweet tenderness for his sister. Maybe it was because of all the years she’d spent hooked up to machines as a kid, gadgets and gizmos monitoring her every breath, heartbeat, and a host of other bodily functions, but she’d never been a fan of tech stuff. “While you’re at it, can you make sure to match up my schedule with the reviewer’s friend?”

“Your plan to get in her good graces is going that well, then?” Penelope asked, flipping through the files. “Did you two enjoy yourselves on the trail?”

“Why?” Luke asked, suddenly nervous. “Did someone say something?”

“Say something about what?” His sister swiveled on her chair to look at him. “What happened?”

“Why do you think something happened?” Luke hedged. Nobody could have seen him with Julia in the woods. They’d been completely alone … at least he’d thought so. The fact that he was worried he’d been seen concerned him on several levels. He was supposed to be doing a job and had crossed a line. Luke wasn’t sure whether the fact that he’d completely forgotten there’d been any lines in the first place was a point in his favor or a strike against him.

“I didn’t think something happened until you started acting like something did.” Penelope scowled.

Despite the storm clouds gathering in his sister’s gray eyes, Luke relaxed a fraction. She didn’t know about the kiss. He mentally scrambled for an escape route. “I know something that didn’t happen…” he improvised.

“And what’s that?” She cocked her head at him.

“Zach didn’t show up for the tour today.”