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“Well, I’d advise you not to wait too long. One of these days, I’ll be swept off my feet. It could even be as soon as tonight. And when that happens… Let’s just say I won’t be able to turn back time for you. You’ll have to find a way to deal with your regrets then.”

It takes all the willpower I can muster not to laugh. “Good for you, Zeke. I hope this girl you’re meeting tonight is the one for you.”

“Thanks, I hope so too. My mother can’t wait to get her wedding dress out of storage to give it to her future daughter-in-law.”

Maggie’s eyebrows shoot up. “You’re not going to let her pick out her own wedding dress?”

He shrugs her question away. “Why would she want another dress? Reusing my mom’s is both economical and saves her time. It’s a win-win if you ask me.”

“I’ve got to agree, it’s a no-brainer. If it were me—”

“It could be you,” Zeke answers, hope filling his features. He whips out his phone and asks, “Shall I call my mother and ask her to drive to the storage unit?”

I throw Maggie a please-help-me-get-out-of-this-pickle look. Thankfully, she kicks into best-friend-rescue-mode right away. “That won’t be necessary, Zeke.”

“Why not?”

“First of all, it’s a bit rude since you’re here on a date with someone else. Imagine how she’ll feel if she finds out you promised another girl that wedding dress?”

He scratches his chin. “I’m sure she’d understand.”

“Yeah, take it from me, she won’t. Second, Elle’s no longer available. Sorry.”

His face falls. “Are you sure?”

I nod.

“Who’s the lucky guy then? I haven’t seen you with anyone and I’m a guy who pays close attention.”

Ew, what does that mean? That he’s been spying on me?

He nods slowly, as if a light bulb goes off in his mind. “Wait, I did see you the other day, with Maggie’s brother. You were walking along the beach together. I remember because it was the middle of the night and I wondered why you two were up.”

“That’s impossible,” I say. “I sleep at night.”

“I’m pretty sure it was you.”

I laugh nervously and try to telepathically signal Zeke to shut up and get away, but fail miserably. As I’ve never had any psychic experiences before, that doesn’t surprise me one bit, but still. It would be nice if this was the moment I discover I have paranormal powers. I sure could use them to my advantage right now.

Maggie snorts. “Elle and Colton? I mean, sure, you might have seen them once, but only because the three of us live together, and certainly not in the middle of the night. Trust me, I’d know if someone left the house at night. I have extraordinary hearing.”

“Oh,” he says, wholly unconvinced. “Well, I’d better go before Melissa arrives.”

Thank goodness. Crisis averted. Maybe I have some psychic powers after all.

As he walks to his table to wait for his date, I grin at Maggie. “You could always go out with Zeke if you’re still looking for a lover. You wouldn’t even have to shop for a wedding dress. Think of all the money you’d save.”

She laughs. “I’m not that desperate. No offense.”

“None taken.”

She folds her hands and gives me a dreamy look. “I’ve missed this. You and me, talking and laughing. I’m so glad Paul ditched you.”

“What?” I throw a piece of bread at her. It lands on the ground right next to her chair.

She reaches down to pick it up and puts it back on the table. “You know what I mean. If he hadn’t kicked you out, you wouldn’t be here right now.”

“I guess you’re right. There’s a silver lining to everything. I’ve come to realize that I never would’ve been happy with Paul. Not as happy as—”