“Patrick pointed something out to me earlier. It’s a bit windier this way, and the ravine’s steeper, but the bridge would be no wider, and the trail’s mostly already here. We could start on the bridge this weekend and have most of it done by Sunday.”

“Don’t you think we should wait? Till it’s official?”

Gabe had pulled out his phone. Olivia assumed he was checking a text before he passed it her way, but she realized that he had an e-doc pulled up—one that looked very official and had a series of signatures, including his and Yun’s.

She gasped. “It’s final? Oh my gosh, when did it happen?”

“Around eleven o’clock this morning.” He grinned, happiness radiating off him. “I’d have called, but I wanted to tell you in person.”

Olivia threw her arms around him. “Gabe, I’m so happy for you!”

“Thanks. I’m happy for us. Good things are coming for you too. Trust me. I can feel it.”

“You know what? I believe you. I feel it too.” She pressed her lips against his for a congratulatory kiss. “How’s Yun? Ecstatic?”

“You could say that. She spent her lunch break drawing up plans. I think I told you, the jewelry store owner’s son just moved back home. We agreed that he could be the general contractor on the remodeling. It was the one thing that finally tipped that cranky old man’s scale.”

“The one who was away at the Peace Corps?”

“Yeah, him.”

“Do you think that could be weird, having the previous owner’s son doing the remodeling?”

“Maybe, but he’s a legit contractor and from the pictures we saw, a talented one at that. Besides, with the money we’ve saved on the contract, it’s a win-win. I’m guessing there’s more to the whole thing than I know, but the old man really wanted his son to stay in St. Louis for a while. And honestly, I’m not going to have to manage much on the construction end of things. Yun lives for project management. As you may have guessed.”

Olivia laughed and hugged him again. “In a few months, you’re going to be working right next door to this place. It’s practically too good to be true.”

“I hear you.” He pulled her in for a hug, one hand closing over her back pocket. “Hey, I think you’re getting a call.”