“Yes, the names of the people in the photograph you sent through.”

My eyes widened, and I ushered Grace over, putting him on speaker. “Who are they?”

“The woman, identified in the note as Jewel, was otherwise known as Pearl McIntyre. The man is Mr. Charles Smith, nicknamed Rocky because of his work in the mines. That’s all I’ve got at the moment, but I wanted to let you know as an early wedding gift.”

“Thanks, Jeff.”

“Now, go get married.”

Smiling, I ended the call.

“Pearl and Charles,” I mused. “They sound like a romance novel waiting to happen.”

Grace smirked. “I might have something in the works.”

“No! Really?” I wasn’t sure why that delighted me, but it did.

Grace put a finger to her lips. “I don’t like to talk about my books until the first draft is written. I’ll tell you then. But I have a lot of research to do first.”

The roar of a motor sounded nearby, and a four-wheel motorcycle came into view with another three trailing behind. Connor lifted the visor on his helmet and nodded for me to get on. Biting my lip, knowing that my designer dress was going to be absolutely trashed—but not really caring—I straddled the motorcycle and wrapped my arms around his waist. The bridesmaids climbed onto their rides, and we all headed for the trail up to Destiny Falls. Connor had been working all week to widen the trail enough for the four-wheelers to get through, and it took a surprisingly short amount of time for us to arrive in the clearing beside Destiny Falls waterfall.

Liam stood near the water, the falls forming a perfect backdrop behind him. He was smiling, his eyes crinkled at the corners, and looked mouthwatering in a black tuxedo. Asher stood beside him. Liam had asked Eugene and Blair to be the other groomsmen, so he hadn’t had to choose between his brothers. Blair’s smile stretched the full width of his face, and it made me happy to know he was on board with our wedding.

Connor helped me off the motorcycle, and Gray approached, looking dapper with only a slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. He looped his arm through mine and escorted me the short distance to Liam, then kissed me on the cheek as we separated.

“Be happy,” he murmured.

“I will.” I gave into impulse and hugged him. Outside of my family, he’d been the most important person in my life for years, and I was so glad we’d settled in the same beautiful country.