Page 49 of Can't Fight the Moonlight

"Who are Hunter and Cassidy?"

"Hunter is Lizzie's cousin and Cassidy is his wife. They run a summer camp. They're really great people. Hunter used to be a firefighter and Cassidy is a landscape designer. They decided to start over with a new venture here at the lake."

"I heard about the camp from Zach last night," he said.

"Right. Zach was the architect." She drew in a breath and let it out. "Sometimes I meddle too much, Justin."

He smiled. "You don't seem to be alone in that, Keira. Lizzie is also a meddler."

Her face brightened. "That's true. Maybe she will understand." Keira finished her drink, then said, "I need another one of these. I think Victor watered them down. Do you want one?"

"No, I'm good."

As Keira left, he saw Lizzie come onto the patio. She had a smile on her face, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. As her gaze caught his, he gave her a nod. She tipped her head but then moved across the patio to talk to some of her other guests.

"Hello, Justin," Adam said, drawing his attention.

"Adam, I didn't see you come in."

"I just got here. I see your grandparents made it," Adam said, tipping his head in their direction.

"You also know my grandparents?"

"I met them the last time they were here," Adam said. “Ben must have talked to me for over an hour, but he's an interesting guy. He had a lot of stories from teaching overseas."

"That sounds like my grandfather. If you ask him one question, you'll be talking to him for a long time."

"Your job sounds interesting, too. We didn't get much of a chance to speak last night. I've had some experience with law enforcement robots, and I'm more than a little impressed with the future possibilities. I can't even imagine what will be coming next."

"The technology is constantly advancing," he said. "What we thought was impossible two years ago is now actually happening. Who knows where we'll be five years from now?"

"You're on the cutting edge."

"We are. It's an exciting time." He paused. "Your job must also be challenging. Did you always want to be a cop?"

"I did. The dream came early."

"Sounds like that is common in your family."

Adam grinned. "You're right. Lizzie wanted to run an inn since she was a little girl. We always had to play hotel with her. It was annoying. And Chelsea was singing her heart out before she was five. My brother Grayson wanted to be a doctor early on, too. Nathan was the only one who didn't have a grand plan. He still doesn't."

"What does he do now?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure. He's had a lot of different jobs, mostly in sales. He's our wanderer. Do you have any siblings?"

"No," he said shortly, not wanting to talk about Sean. "It must have been loud in your house growing up with so many kids around."

"I didn't know any different, but it was fun. There was always someone around if you were looking for something to do. Lizzie was game for anything. She was the baby of the family, and she hated to be left out, so if there was an invite, her answer was yes."

"That doesn't surprise me."

"What doesn't surprise you?" Lizzie asked, as she caught the tail end of their conversation.

"That you've always been up for anything."

"I do have a terrible fear of missing out," she admitted. Turning to her brother, she said, "Thanks for coming. And for bringing wine. Victor said you dropped off a case at the bar. You didn't have to do that, but I appreciate it."

"No problem. I was down at the Carmichael Winery last weekend and thought you might be able to use some bottles."

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