Tiffany smiled sweetly. “He’ll do it if I ask him to.”

Maddie let out a low whistle that inspired cat calling among the other women.

Tiffany’s smile only widened. “What can I say? I’ve got the power.”

“And she knows how to use it,” Maddie added.

“You said it, sis.”

“What about your brother, Laura?” Sydney said. “He’s not seeing anyone, is he?”

Laura chewed on the end of her pen. “No, but I’m not sure he wants to. I’ll feel that situation out myself. Let’s put him in the maybe column.”

“We’re all relieved that you’re not planning to feel up your own brother,” Janey said.

“Har-har,” Laura replied. “Speaking of brothers, how about yours?”

“Which one?”

“The single one.”

“Adam? Hmm.” Janey seemed to think it over while Abby held back the urge to tell them he wasn’t available. He was hers.

The instant she had the thought, she wanted to hit rewind and un-have it. He wasn’t hers. They were hanging out, having fun. It would be foolish of her to put her eggs in his basket when things were so unsettled for both of them. He lived and worked in New York. While his business might be lost to him, all his contacts were there. Even though she knew his departure was probably inevitable, the thought of him leaving filled her with irrational sadness.

Laura looked directly at Abby. “I heard Adam might be seeing someone.”

Abby squirmed as all eyes landed on her.

Janey’s mouth dropped open. “Shut. The. Front. Door. You and Adam?”

“Maybe. A little.”

“Oh my God! You said I might know the guy you’ve been seeing, but you never said it was my brother!”

“I’m sorry.” The other women were hanging on her every word. “We’ve spent some time together. It’s no big deal, so don’t make it into one.”

“So you’d be okay if we fixed him up with Jenny then, right?” Laura asked with a conniving smile.

“Well, um…”

“Don’t answer that, Abby,” Jenny said. “He’s all yours.”

“He’s not mine. I never said he was.”

“Mac said he’s going back to the city,” Maddie said. “Something to do with his business.”

Maddie’s words struck Abby like a punch to the belly. She’d been living a fantasy with him, picturing a life on the island with her running the shop and him working as the island’s resident computer guru, solving everyone’s problems. All along he’d been planning to go back to the city, while she’d been putting down new roots that she couldn’t pull up a third time. Not even for him.