I shouldn't have been surprised, I guess, to catch the handsome young Patterson sneaking over the side of David Campbell's boat, considering the embrace I'd caught Luke and Keira in the day of the yacht club party. Though the audacity of the kid to be stealing time with his girlfriend under her father's nose like that? Yeah, either he was a thrill seeker with a death wish or just had a cast-iron pair born of being a Patterson who got away with everything. Not that I cared, though I couldn't stop the grin that crossed my face as the erstwhile young Romeo landed softly on the dock only to turn, shock registering, to find me standing there watching his exit.
"Nice night," I said. "How's Keira?"