Chapter 17
The boardwalk was booming with people, but nothing compared to the party inside of Vinny’s Lobster Shack. The restaurant was tiny, barely accommodating more than fifteen people at a time, but tonight it was busting at the seams. Limoncello flowed like water instead of the chilled after dinner drink like it was intended.
Aubrey didn’t mind. For the first time since she’d been back in Willow Cove, she wasn’t thinking or worrying about the past or the future. She was living in the right now, enjoying the people, the smell of salt in the air and the fact that Marco was never too far away from her.
Martha danced in the middle of the small space, her lime green tunic flowing with each move. Her bangles jingled above the music every time she grabbed someone who was walking by to joi
