“I had never thought of serving blueberry shortcake this way,” Suzie mutters, her gaze fixed on the image. “It doesn’t even look like cake. You’re very talented.” To my surprise, Vienna impressed Suzie in no time.

“Thank you so much.” Vienna picks up her phone from the table and then types something. A smile curls her lips. When she looks up, our eyes meet. “It’s Zane. He’s waiting for me outside. I told him I’ll be out in a few minutes.” She grins.

“Why is he waiting outside? Zane is more than welcome at the inn.”

“I just told him that. He’s been sitting in his car for the last thirty minutes.”

My heart clenches watching the pride and giddiness on Vienna’s face as she packs her stuff. “Now I feel bad,” I mutter.

“Don’t.” She chuckles. “Zane hates bothering others. A bit like Lukas. Though I think very few people have the courage to put others’ lives before their own.” She squeezes my hand and gives me a smile.

We both walk out of the main entrance and spot Zane leaning against his car, talking to someone.

“Who is that?” Vienna whispers.

“That’s Gavin King. He’s co-owner of Kings Security.”

“Wow. With all that height, tattoos, and muscle, I’m sure criminals spill their secrets just looking at him.”

I give Gavin another look. Vienna is right, he does have an angry-man thing going on. I don’t know how I didn’t notice it before.

Probably because whenever Lukas is around, I’ve only got eyes for him.

As if he can sense that we’re talking about him, Gavin turns his head toward us.

“Yup, that’s too much intensity for me. God bless the woman who’s the recipient of it all,” Vienna whispers and ambles toward her husband.

I follow her and wave a hello to Zane. “Next time you’re here, please don’t wait outside. The Butterfly Inn is always open for friends and family.”

Zane gives me a smile. “Th-thank you,” he replies with a stutter before opening the passenger door for Vienna.

Once their car has left the driveway, Gavin asks, “Is the inn open for me too?”

I smile in response to his arched eyebrow. “Of course. Come in. We have your room ready.”

He grunts and follows me inside. I lead Gavin to the first floor, where the groom’s family will be staying.

I open the door and step inside. “We usually use it for families because there’s a connecting bath between this one and the next.” I enter the bathroom and cross it to step inside the adjoining door. “This room will be Minnie’s… I mean Dreamcatcher’s… I mean Andy’s sister.”

“So much confusion on what to call her. Let’s call her Mouse.”

I giggle at his remark, but it stops as Gavin starts to inspect her bed.