Madison males.
A dapper salt-and-pepper Schnauzer jumped out of the open car door after him. The dog paused and looked up toward the balcony.
âHello, Winston,â Lillian called down. âYouâre as handsome as ever.â
Winston bounced a little in refined appreciation of what he obviously considered no more than his due. Then he trotted briskly up the steps and disappeared under the overhanging roof.
Rafe retrieved two grocery sacks from the interior of the car.
âAbout time you guys got home,â Hannah said to him. âWe were starting to wonder if the two of you had stopped off at the Total Eclipse for a beer and a fast game of pool.â
Rafe nudged the door of the Porsche closed and looked up. He gave Hannah and Lillian the patented Madison smile, all rakish charm and a promise of trouble to come.
âSorry weâre a little late,â he said. âRan into an old pal who just happened to show up in town late this afternoon. I invited him for dinner. Hope you donât mind.â
âWho is he?â Hannah asked curiously.
âJust some guy I know.â
Rafe turned to look back toward the far end of the drive. Lillian followed his gaze and saw a second set of headlights coming toward the inn.
A dark-green Jaguar glided down the drive and stopped next to the Porsche.
A sudden premonition sizzled through Lillian. She gripped the railing very tightly and leaned forward to get a better look.
âNo,â she muttered. âSurely he wouldnâtââ
Hannah glanced at her in surprise. âWhatâs wrong?â
Before Lillian could answer the Jagâs door opened. Gabe climbed out. His gaze went straight to the balcony.
âHello, Lillian,â he said much too easily. âI see you got invited to dinner, too. Isnât this an amazing coincidence?â
âThere are no coincidences,â Lillian said darkly.
âIâve heard that.â
She was intensely aware of Rafe and Hannah watching the little scene. They both looked amused and intrigued. âWhat are you doing here? And donât try to tell me that you just decided to take a mini-vacation this weekend.â
âOne thing you should know about me.â Gabe walked around the front of the Jag, making for the front steps.
âI never do anything on a whim. Youâre probably thinking of Rafe, here. Heâs been known to get a little wild and crazy at times.â
âHey, donât look at me,â Rafe said quickly. âIâm a married man now. Iâve settled down. I only get wild and crazy with Hannah.â He gazed up at the balcony. âIsnât that right, honey?â
âIf you know whatâs good for you, it is,â Hannah said. There was warmth and laughter in the words.
Gabe stopped at the foot of the steps and looked at Lillian. âYou didnât really believe that I was going to let you skip out on me, did you?â
She dug her fingers into the rail. âI offered to repay your money.â
âI donât want a refund. I want what I paid for.â
âI donât believe this,â Lillian said.
Rafe paused, one booted foot on the bottom step, and gave his brother an inquiring look. âWhatâs this all about? Sounds interesting.â
âShe owes me a date,â Gabe explained. âI paid for six. I only got five.â
âThat is not true,â Lillian said loudly.
âIt is true,â Gabe assured Rafe and Hannah. âIâve got a signed contract to prove it.â
Aware of Rafeâs and Hannahâs thinly veiled amusement, Lillian felt called upon to defend herself. âHe lied on the questionnaire.â
âYouâre just saying that to cover up the fact that you did such a lousy job of matching me. Bottom line here is that Iâve got another date coming.â
âLots of luck,â she shot back. âNobody gets any more dates from Private