For two people so much in love, the couple had seemed to have an odd tension between them when they’d arrived at the B&B with his parents in tow. They’d been tense and awkward toward each other when she’d shown them to their room for the weekend. She’d shuffled things around to give them the biggest honeymoon suite room. Lia should have been thrilled, but instead she’d just looked slightly terrified.

Maybe it was an in-law thing. Maybe Lia didn’t get along with them, or maybe the pressure of trying to impress them was making her extra controlling.

Either way, Sarah would be happy to see them all leave two days from now. Clearing her head and figuring out next steps for her future was going to require space and quiet.

“There you are,” Lia said, appearing in the dining room dressed in a slim-fitting suit, her hair pulled back in a tight bun. Sarah couldn’t even picture the carefree woman with flushed cheeks and messed-up hair enjoying an amusement park ride a week ago.

“Here I am,” Sarah said. Lia and Malcolm had gone into their room an hour ago. By now, she’d assumed they’d be naked and having perfect, successful-people sex. Apparently not.

“Everyone else will be arriving in the next few hours, and I want to go over any last-minute stuff,” Lia said, checking her to-do list on her phone.

Sarah suppressed a groan. Why, oh why couldn’t she be upstairs making Sarah jealous with sounds of lovemaking coming from the room? It would be easier to take than her micromanaging. “Just about everything is ready downstairs, and the guest rooms are good to go.” She’d finished putting the little boxes of expensive chocolates Lia had custom ordered for the reunion on the beds an hour ago.

“Well, I’m sure we’ve missed something.”

Translation: she was sure Sarah had missed something.

Well, news flash! Planning events wasn’t exactly Sarah’s forte.

“Okay, just give me a sec to put the ladder away and I’ll meet you in the den.” She took her time going out to the shed, going over all the details in her own mind. Everything was covered. Hopefully this tête-à-tête with Lia would be quick and put the woman’s mind at ease. She had her own life to sort out.

In the den, she found her pacing.

“Hey, relax, everything is going to be fine.” It was a family reunion, not a wedding or a funeral. If there was a mishap or two, it wasn’t the end of the world.