It takes Cecilia a minute to place where she recognizes him from, and then he smiles at her and everything clicks into place.

"Gabe, right?" she asks, as she returns the smile, like she doesn't already know. He's a few years older than her and they hadn't known each other that well, back when she was still coming home every chance she got, but Siren Cove was a small enough town then that everyone more or less knew everyone else; she'd had the worst crush on him, the summer she was sixteen, Fabrice had teased her about it constantly. "Gabe Monroe? I don't think I've seen you in years."