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Well, that definitely had not gone the way he’d expected. Padric steered the speedboat he’d rented in Aurora Bay into the temporary guest tie-up spot. He’d taken the long way to Lost Harbor—flown into Anchorage, then hired a helicopter to take him to Aurora Bay, then rented the Jaunty for the cruise to Lost Harbor.
Dodging paparazzi could be a full-time job sometimes, but it was worth it. He hadn’t wanted to show up in Lost Harbor like an asshole with cameras trailing behind him. If they tracked him down, so be it, he’d deal with it then. But at least he had a head start.
As his boat nudged up against the float, he caught sight of someone running down the ramp. For a moment, he hoped it was Zoe, changing her mind about that cold shoulder she was giving him. He was here for her, after
