Page 45 of Can't Fight the Moonlight

"All right," she said, now even more curious as to what was going on between Justin and his parents, but Marie didn't seem inclined to say more.

"So, what do you think of my grandson?" Marie asked.

"He's great, very accomplished and driven."

"He is definitely driven. He never takes a vacation. It took a lot of persuasion to get him up here. I worry about him, because he needs to have some balance in his life, some fun."

"Well, this is the place for that," she said lightly.

"I think so, too," Marie said, as Justin and Benjamin returned with the drinks.

"What do you think, Grandma?" Justin asked, as he handed her a margarita.

"That Whisper Lake is the perfect place for you to have some fun for a change."

A grin spread across Justin's face as he glanced over at her. "Agreed. I've been thinking about what to do that might be fun. Any ideas, Lizzie?"

She could see the teasing gleam in his gaze. "Lots of ideas, starting with tonight's cocktail party. There will be more than a few single women attending. Maybe I can introduce you to some of them."

"That would be good," Marie interjected. "When's the last time you had a date, Justin?"

Now Justin was the one on the hot seat, and Lizzie loved it.

"That, Grandma, is none of your business," he returned.

"I don't want you to end up alone. Time goes faster than you think."

"I'm not worried about it."

"I know you're not; I am," Marie said. "I want you to experience all life has to offer and that includes marriage and children."

"Let's talk about your marriage," Justin said, changing the subject. "Are you changing any of your vows this time around? Will you mix things up since the first time you said I do?"

"We are going to make it more personal," Marie said, giving her husband a tender look. "Ben and I have been through so much together. We know a lot more than we did back then. We were a couple of crazy kids when we first tied the knot."

"Now we're still crazy, but not kids," Benjamin said with a laugh, as he put his arm around Marie's shoulders and gave her a squeeze.

"We're young at heart," Marie put in. "And we have lots of plans for this week, Justin."

"I'm sure you do," Justin said. "What's on the schedule?"

Marie glanced at her. "Were you able to set up tomorrow?"

"I was," she said, thinking Justin was not going to like the schedule at all. "You will set sail at nine a.m. on the Harbor Rose. Mike Olenski is the captain. He'll take all three of you out on the lake for an hour. I'll have snacks packed for the sail, but you can get a full breakfast when you return."

"Hold on—we're going sailing?" Justin quizzed.

"Yes, and after our sail and breakfast, we're going antiquing," Marie said with a happy smile.

"I can skip that part, right?" Justin asked.

"If I can't, you can't," his grandfather told him.

"It will be fun," Marie said. "Anyway, that's enough for you to know now."

"I do have to get some work done as well," Justin warned. "I want to spend time with you both, but I also have a company to run."

"And you have people who work for you. You promised me a no work week."

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