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“Grandma Jenny mentioned something about you and Luke being a couple,” he said. “As for me, I was just making conversation.”

“Really?” she replied doubtfully, then added, “It was a long time ago, Seth. Believe me, I didn’t come back to town with ulterior motives where Luke’s concerned.”

“Glad to hear it,” he said solemnly.

“I meant what I said, though. I do hope we can all be friends again. Seaview Key is a small town. I certainly don’t want things to be awkward for any of us.”

Since that decision certainly wasn’t up to him, Seth changed the subject. “You mentioned your name is Miller now. You’re married?”

“Divorced, actually. For about a year now, so well past the stage of crying myself to sleep.”

He was startled by her candor. “But earlier I got the sense that you were running away from the past.”

The baby whimpered in her arms. She instinctively rocked A.J. until he fell back to sleep, then met Seth’s gaze. “I prefer to think that I’m running toward something,” she countered. “Without boring you with the details, my marriage changed me. I came back here to see if there was any of the old me left.” She gave him a wry look. “It’s ironic, really, since I couldn’t wait to get away from Seaview Key and the old me and become a totally new person.”

“That didn’t turn out as well as you’d expected?”

“In many ways it did,” she contradicted. “In others, not so much.”

Just then Lesley Ann rushed over to the table with a glass of iced tea and a large soda for Seth.

“Sorry about the wait,” she apologized to Abby. “We had a tiny crisis in the kitchen.” She grinned at Seth. “I saw you come in and brought your usual. You work fast. How do you know Abby already? I know for a fact she just got back to town.”

He winked at Abby. “We met on the beach this morning. I was trespassing.”

“But I imagine you sweet-talked her into not calling the cops,” Lesley Ann said. She grinned at Abby. “Watch him. He’s a very smooth talker.”

Abby laughed. “I’ve already figured out that much.”

“So, two fish sandwiches?” Lesley Ann asked.

“Sure,” Seth said, then met Abby’s gaze. “If you don’t mind the company.”

“I’d love it,” Abby said.

“And I’ll take A.J. now, so you can relax,” Lesley Ann said, sweeping the baby into her arms. “Back in a flash with your food.”

“Did she always have that kind of energy?” Seth asked when she was gone.

“Head cheerleader, student council president and homecoming queen,” Abby said. “Lesley Ann was always a dynamo. Of course, I would have predicted she’d take on running the entire state of Florida, not become a mother of four.”

Seth laughed. “Who knows? Maybe one of these days she’ll do both. How about you? What did you do after you left Seaview Key?”

“College, then marriage,” she said. “I had a business in a small town outside of Pensacola.”

“What kind of business?”

“A restaurant,” she said, “which is why I know just how talented Lesley Ann and her father are. A lot of the things that made my restaurant successful I learned from watching them. It takes more than good food to become an indispensable part of the community the way this place is.”

“Do you still have the restaurant?”

She shook her head. “I sold it a few months ago, right after the divorce.”

“Wow! That’s a lot of life changes all at once.”

She shrugged. “It was time. I needed a clean break. What about you, though? Seaview Key must be quite a change from being on the front lines in Iraq.”

“And then Afghanistan,” he said. “It’s a welcome change. Just what I needed. I imagine Luke would tell you the same thing.”

“Is this permanent or just a stopover?” she asked.

Seth had asked himself the same thing. When he’d first arrived in Seaview Key and Luke had offered him the opportunity, he’d seen it as a transition to something else. Lately, though, he realized the community and the people were growing on him. He liked the pace of life here. The only thing missing was someone with whom he could share his life.

He’d been telling himself he was in no hurry, that he could wait for the right relationship to come along, but every time he was with Luke and Hannah he felt envy stirring. Trips to the mainland, hanging out in bars, hooking up on occasion, it wasn’t the answer, not for the short term and certainly not for finding the kind of woman he wanted forever.

He met Abby’s interested gaze. “I’m not sure,” he said honestly. “I’ve fallen in love with Seaview Key, but I don’t know if that’s enough.”

“Are you feeling restless already?” she asked.

He thought he read worry in her eyes. Since he doubted it was meant for him, he asked. “You worried it won’t be enough for you?”

“It wasn’t before,” she said.

“But you’re not the same person you were back then,” he reminded her. “That is what you said. You want different things now.”

“That’s what brought me back here,” she agreed. “I guess we’ll see if I’ve gotten it right.”

“Isn’t that life?” he asked. “Taking it day by day, seeing how things go? Last I heard planning only gives God a good laugh.”

Lesley Ann set their sandwiches and fries on the table just then. Abby’s eyes widened.

“Now this is exactly the way I remember it,” she said before taking a bite, then sighing. “Heavenly.”

Watching her, Seth covered a sigh. Despite all the potential complications Abby represented, he couldn’t help thinking that heavenly just about nailed it. For the first time since he’d arrived in Seaview Key, he thought he might have found more than a job to keep him here.

3

Even after the lunch crowd at The Fish Tale had drifted away and Seth had left for an appointment, Abby stayed where she was, sipping iced tea and thinking about the way Seth had reacted to the prospect of her being back in Hannah and Luke’s lives. There’d been a hint of worry there, no question about it. How was she supposed to prove that the last thing she wanted was to cause trouble for them?

Even as she pondered that, Jack Ferguson slid into the booth opposite her.

“What happened to the girl I remember coming in here in pigtails with her mama and daddy?” he asked, a grin spreading across his weather-beaten face. “It’s been way too long, Abby. You’re all grown up.”

Abby laughed. “That’s what happens when more than twenty years go by. And believe me, the pigtails are in the distant past, thank goodness.”

He shook his head. “Hard to believe it’s been that long, even though I have Lesley Ann and her passel of youngsters to prove that time has marched on.”

“She seems happy,” Abby said.