her eyes and looked at him. “And thank You for bringing Brody and his dad home to Kiptohanock.”
“Amen,” Jax whispered.
She cleared her throat. “Amen, Brody. Now you can eat.”
Brody’s eyes flew open. “Ay-ay-men...”
They laughed.
Keeping an eye on Brody’s attempt to lance the lasagna and access his mouth, Jax sat across from Darcy. “The confident Jaxon Pruitt you remember didn’t quite make it back from an Afghan province.”
She handed him a plate of lasagna. “What about the commendations under fire? Jax the Invincible.”
“Not so invincible.” He paused, fork midway to his mouth. “You kept track of me?”
She stabbed the lasagna on her plate. “Not so hard with the Kiptohanock grapevine at work. You know how it is in a small town.”
“Home sweet home,” he grunted. “Where you may not know what you’re doing, but you can rest assured everyone else does.”
“Ain’t that the truth.” She rolled her eyes. “But in your case, you’ve always succeeded at everything you attempted.”
“In hindsight, too easily. Without having to try too hard.” He bent over the plate. “And when it really matters, like now...”
She laid down her fork. “You are a naturally gifted athlete. Easy on the eyes. And despite the laid-back demeanor, intelligent. You’ll be an old hand at running the kayaking business before you know it.”
His head came up. “You think I’m good-looking?”
Darcy’s mouth opened and closed like a fish on a hook. “That’s what you got out of everything I said? Good-looking cannot be a news flash to you.”
He cocked his head. “The news flash is that you think so, too.”
“All the Pruitt men are good-looking.” She gave him a sideways glance. “Though your baby brother, Charlie, is widely considered the most handsome of the bunch. Not you.”
He placed his hand over his chest. “Zing—straight through the heart.” He laughed. “I missed you, Darcy.”
She could always be counted on to give him a healthy dose of humility. Whether he wanted her to or not.
“Did you? I couldn’t tell.”
Brody reached for his cup, and she jumped up—as did Jax—a second too late to prevent a milk mishap.
Jax righted the overturned cup. “I’m sorry about what happened this afternoon. You’re right. I need to learn the business before I make changes.”
She used her napkin to mop up the spill. “I should’ve given your ideas a chance. Maybe next week—things are slow until summer cranks up—we could revisit your idea. It’s your business. You’re the boss.”
“Next week? Does that mean you’d be willing to teach me what you know?”
“Providing we can come to acceptable terms.”
Darcy took life on her terms. One of the things he’d most liked about her when they were children. Because truth be told, he was the same way. Frenemies or not, they’d always understood each other.
At least until that last summer before he shipped out to Basic. Things had gotten confusing between them.
He pushed back his shoulders. “Okay, hit me.”
“Don’t tempt me.” She ran her finger around the rim of her glass. “When will you learn not to say things you don’t mean?”
He laughed. In the old days, she’d always managed to make him laugh. Most of all, at himself. “I meant hit me with your terms.”
She leaned forward, elbows on the table. “I’ll teach you what I know about the business, but after Labor Day I’m leaving the Shore to run Shirley’s operation in the Keys. You’ll have three months to get up to speed, but after that you’re on your own.”
Just when he returned, she was leaving? The sunshine girl headed to the Sunshine State. But she’d offered him an olive branch. A truce in their long-running battle of hostility.
“You were gone a long time.” She settled into her chair. “Why didn’t you ever come back?”
“I was nineteen the first time I deployed, Darcy.” He took a deep breath. “Somewhere along the way, I got lost.”
“Lost how?”
His shoulders rose and fell. “Let’s just say I’ve been as far from Kiptohanock as you can find yourself and still be on the same planet.” He looked away. “These last few days since leaving Salt Lake City, I’ve asked myself if it was possible to fit into small town life again. But for Brody’s sake...”
She placed her palms flat on either side of her plate. “It’s because of Brody that I know you’re going to make this work, Jax.”
He frowned. “You’ve got more faith in me than I do in myself right now.”
“You are the king of don’t quit, Jaxon Pruitt.” She smirked. “Obnoxiously so. You’ll rise to the occasion. You always do.”
“Somewhere in there I think there was a compliment.” He ran his fingers through the short ends of his hair. “A very hidden compliment.”
Darcy tilted her head. “And here’s something else I’ve learned about small towns like Kiptohanock.”
He took a swig of sweet tea, as much as anything to give his hands something to do. “What’s that?”
“Sometimes small towns are so out in the middle of nowhere that you have to get lost to find them.”
He gnawed at his lower lip. “You’re saying even lost, I’m right where I should be?”
“Small town life lesson.” She gave him a lopsided smile. “I won’t charge you for that one. But I’ll expect to receive my paycheck as usual at the end of the month.”
“Duly noted.” He rested against the chair. “I never realized until I left how much I’d miss this place.”
“For born heres—” she placed her hand over her heart “—it becomes a part of us.”
“I took being within sight and sound of the water for granted. It’s who we are in the deep places. Over there I lost the best part of myself.” He fiddled with his silverware. “But if you don’t mind me asking—”
“Like that’s ever stopped you before.”
“Why are you leaving, Darcy?”
“The longer I’ve stayed—maybe I’ve overstayed—the more lost I feel.” She averted her eyes. “Perhaps it’s time for me to see if there’s
