" You just spent a whole lot of money and wasted even more of your time so I could turn you down in front of an entire town’s worth of people,” she said, giving him a sideways glance as she pulled out of the rear lot and swung the truck down the narrow back road toward the harbor down below. “So, what have you got to smile about?”
He settled back in his seat and put the old felt hat he’d taken off when he’d entered the bar back on his head, and let his smile slide into the grin he realized he’d been holding back. “It’s good to see you again, Starfish.”
She scowled at that, as he’d known she would, but she didn’t call him on it. No point in it, really. As well as he knew her, she knew him equally so.
“I can’t believe you did this,” she said a moment later, and he noted that along with her irritation, she was gripping the steering wheel as if her life depended on it.
That shouldn’t have reassured him, but it did. “Which part?” he asked with a chuckle.
She gaped at him, then turned her attention back to the road. “All of the parts. "

― Donna Kauffman , Starfish Moon (Brides of Blueberry Cove, #3)