I looked across at Lorcan but he kept his eyes averted, concentrating instead on the large slice of cake Calum had put before him.

‘’This is the chocolate cake. There’s three others to try yet, so don’t fill up on that one.’ He rapped Lorcan’s knuckles lightly with a spoon. ‘I’ve never seen such big cake samples. You’re lucky lovely Caitlin forgave you for breaking her heart.’

‘I didn’t break her heart,’ Lorcan said. ‘Besides, it was years ago.’

‘Is there anyone in the village you haven’t gone out with?’ I asked, eyeing him over the edge of my teacup. During our flower planning, Fiadh had told me her and Lorcan had also dated years ago.

He eyed me back before forking up the third choice of cake. His eyes widened. ‘That one,’ he said, swallowing the mouthful. ‘Try it.’ He loaded up a fork and passed it to me.

‘Nice change of subject.’

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m just helping you make decisions as instructed.’

‘Of course you are,’ I said, popping in the cake. ‘Oh my God!’ I exclaimed, my hand over my mouth to help cover my poor manners. ‘You’re right. That’s bloody delicious.’

‘Great minds think alike, then,’ Lorcan returned.

‘It would appear so.’

Calum watched us both for a moment, gave a grin and then dived in to try the cake of choice before Lorcan finished it all.

‘Do you want to see some of the previous weddings we’ve hosted?’ he asked as we sat reclining on the overstuffed furniture, letting our refreshments go down.

‘That would be great, thanks. Peyton and Patrick are going for a Winter’s Fairy Tale theme—’ Lorcan gave a snort and we both gave him a sharp look. I continued. ‘I can see this is going to be the perfect setting for it.’

‘It totally is. Look.’ He produced a beautiful leather-bound album. ‘I know lots of places do this on tablets but we like to stick to the old ways here when we can. There’s something lovely about being able to hand this to a bride and groom and watch them turn the pages. We do, of course, have the information digitally too for those who absolutely can’t cope with anything that doesn’t involve technology.’

‘I’ve never thought about it that way,’ I said, turning a page myself. ‘I can definitely see what you mean. Oh, this is just stunning!’

‘Isn’t it though?’ Calum said, laying a hand on my arm. ‘Honestly, the whole day was just a dream.’

‘That!’ I said, pointing at him. ‘That feeling is exactly what we want for Patrick and Peyton.’