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wasn’t a big city compared to Jacksonville, the nearest big city, and there weren’t many places open this early in the sleepy beach town. Next month would be a different story, when the tourist season picked up.
    “I love it here.” A faint smile touched her lips as she slid out of the seat.
    He inhaled the salty air as they headed up the planked walkway toward the restaurant. When he left here, he’d miss the small town atmosphere, but there wasn’t much room for growth, unlike Savannah which was booming. Even though Savannah wasn’t his birthplace, it reminded him of New Orleans. The cemeteries, the architecture and the southern culture. It was just a lot cleaner and there was less crime. Something he’d adjusted to very quickly.
    Next to him, Izzy’s stomach growled. She met his gaze and a delicious blush spread across her sharp cheekbones. She crinkled her nose in embarrassment and he wanted to do nothing more than lean over and kiss the adorable sprinkling of freckles across her nose.
    “Looks like we got here right in time.” He held open the door for her. The place was already filling up, but there were still a few empty booths.
    The hostess sat them in a booth next to one of the open windows overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. The sparkling water was crystal clear and tranquil. Izzy didn’t take much time to start questioning him. “So, why are you leaving?”
    “My brother’s security company is taking off and he needs me.” It was a lie, but he swallowed the guilt back down. He hadn’t been exactly truthful since they’d met so lying should be easier. Why did it get harder and harder the more he was around her? He needed to turn the focus back on her so she’d stop asking him personal questions.
    They both paused as the server took their drink order. “Why are you living here if your family is in Savannah?” he asked as soon as they were alone.
    Shrugging, she glanced down at her open menu. “For the same reason you are I suppose.”
    That was doubtful.
    “The grits here are to die for,” she said, effectively changing the subject.
    Okay, she didn’t want to talk about her family. He could appreciate that. It also let him off the hook. If she didn’t want to get too personal, she’d steer clear of questioning him.
    “Hey Adam, fancy seeing you here.” A female voice he vaguely recognized caused him to look over Izzy’s shoulder at the approaching woman.
    Izzy shifted in her seat. When she turned back around to face him, her eyes were narrowed slightly.
    The tanned, petite woman had short bleach-blond hair and wore a midriff halter-top over her bikini. She was cute, but her beach shorts were a little too snug around her waist. She placed a haughty hand on her hip. “You never called me last night when you got off work,” she pouted.
    Ahh, he must have served her last night. Half a dozen women—all of whom looked pretty much the same as far as clothing and hair went—had given him their phone numbers the night before. After work, all those scraps of paper had been trashed. If he’d known any better, he’d have gotten a job bartending a decade ago when he was randy enough to be interested.
    Now his tastes were a lot more discerning. Actually his current taste in the opposite sex seemed to consist of one woman in particular. The one woman he couldn’t have. The universe had a screwed up sense of humor. Before he could respond, Izzy did it for him.
    “That’s because he was with me.” Her silky smooth voice had an icy edge to it.
    The sharp bite to her words surprised him. She was always so easygoing.
    The other woman jerked in surprise, as if seeing Izzy for the first time, though Adam knew the blonde was perfectly aware of Izzy’s presence. The woman had a certain amount of nerve to saunter up to their table when it was obvious he was with someone else.
    After mumbling a quick goodbye, she hurried out the door.
    “Friend of yours?” Avoiding his gaze, Izzy stirred creamer into