Chloe hesitated, tapped her now-empty coffee cup. “That’s awfully considerate, but I don’t want to put anyone out, really.”
“Put anyone out?” Marge held her belly as the laugh escaped her lips. “Don’t be silly, dear. Have you seen their house? That thing is humungous. It once belonged to friends of ours—Stan and Katie—before they left us, gone on to a better life.”
“Oh, I’m truly sorry for your loss.”
Dan, who had been quiet up until now, snorted out a chuckle. “You think they’regone?” He paused, let out another chuckle.“No, sweetie. By gone, we mean those two decided they’d rather spend the next few years traveling the world. They picked up and set sail with Norwegian Cruise Lines, running Destiny’s Two, a coffee shop and bakery, on the ship.”
Hillary reached across the table, rubbed the back of Chloe’s hand, and added, “That’s why Dylan and Samantha took over the reins of this here coffee shop for their aunt and uncle.”
“That’s right.” Samantha smiled. “And instead of selling the house, they gave it to me and Liam as a wedding gift.”
Dylan returned to the table and plopped back down next to Chloe, who was staring down at her coffee cup, a wide smile plastered across her face. “We’ll go back home, pack up some clothing, stop at the store for a few groceries, then head to Sam and Liam’s.”
The Crew let out a sigh of relief and rose from their stools, making their way to the door to leave.
Liam and Samantha followed The Crew. “Excellent plan, brother-in-law. Sam and I will see you two there later.”
With a playful nudge, Dylan leaned in closer to Chloe and asked, “Does all that sound okay with you?” Then melted when her cheeks dimpled and the corners of her sapphire eyes crinkled…
“Dylan Hawke, it sounds like all sorts of wonderful.”
