"Maybe you'll be next, Lizzie."

She uttered a short, doubtful laugh. "I don't think so. I'm already in a very demanding relationship with a hundred-year-old inn. And, yes, it does keep me warm at night and make me happy."

Chelsea gave her a mischievous smile. "It doesn't do everything you need."

She grinned. "It does enough."

"Seriously, Lizzie, you need to get out and date, kiss someone."

She flushed at that comment.

Chelsea's gaze narrowed. "Wait a second. I've seen this look before. You have kissed someone. Who?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"You have to tell me. I'm your sister. We share everything."

"You didn't tell me when you first kissed Brodie," she pointed out.

"Well, I told you pretty soon after the first time. Come on. Who was it?"

"It was an impulsive, spur-of-the-moment thing."

"With…" Chelsea's gaze grew speculative. "Wait a second. I think I can guess. It was Justin Blackwood. You two walked home together after Adam's party. Did you kiss him then?"

"We might have had a kiss at the lake," she conceded.

"The lake? You took a detour on the way back to the inn."

"Justin hadn't really seen it yet."

"Sounds like he was looking at you and not the lake," Chelsea teased. "How was it?"

"Really great," she admitted. "Probably because the kiss made me feel reckless and sexy, and I haven't been either of those things in a while."

"Well, good for you. What happened after that?"

"Nothing. We walked back to the inn and decided we would not kiss again."

"That's disappointing."

"It's not, Chelsea," she said. "Justin is a guest. He's leaving on Sunday. Starting something with him would be stupid."

"Or fun."

"Now you sound like Justin. And believe me, I'm tempted. I'm just afraid I'll like him too much. I'm not very good at casual. I know that about myself."

Chelsea nodded. "Then you're being smart. You should trust yourself. Don't listen to me. What do I know? I've made a lot of mistakes in my life."

"But you're on the right track now. You have a great guy in Brodie. And you have your music back."

"It's sometimes difficult to believe now that I gave it up for as long as I did. I was really in a bad place." Chelsea paused. "But you were there for me, and you were very patient."

"You're my big sister. And you've always been there for me, too."

"Maybe not so much the last two years."

She waved off her apology. "We're not keeping score. Sometimes you're up and I'm down and vice versa. It all evens out."