He glanced around the room and noticed the bowl of roses on the coffee table among the carefully placed magazines. He and Flynn had managed for years but there was something comforting in having a feminine touch around the place again. Maggie did her bit when she came to stay but that wasn’t often. His mind flitted briefly to Dianna but there was no point in wishing for things you couldn’t have.

Euan pushed away thoughts of their recent time together in Sydney and then in Byron Bay and how much he’d enjoyed being with her and went to inspect the contents of the freezer. They were going to need more meat for the barbecue. The guest list had grown once he’d started making a few calls and Pam had rung and mentioned a few more people she’d contacted. Trouble was, the weather forecast wasn’t sounding good. They would have to squeeze a lot of people into this room if the predicted showers came through.

He looked out onto the verandah, which was perfect in good weather. Then he thought about the large area along the side of the house that had once been Lucy’s dream for the cellar door. Flynn was hell bent on resurrecting it for the Divine Wine and Dine weekend and they were committed now. It was also the perfect place to hold a barbecue.

He took his coffee and went out to see how much work it would take to clean it up.

* * *

Keely downed the last of the wine and crossed to the door in the wall that Flynn had disappeared through. She took some deep breaths. She hadn’t had that much wine but she’d only had a quick bite to eat for lunch and she felt light-headed.

That could have something to do with Flynn stepping her through the wine tasting. She was pleased he had taken the trouble to try to teach her but his proximity had been quite unnerving and when he smiled and looked at her with those piercing blue eyes her head spun, without any help from the wine. She had to admit she was attracted to him.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t felt this way before but she was always so awkward with men. Past relationships had never lasted long. Either they’d wanted more than she was prepared to give or she was a stepping stone for them to get close to one of her girlfriends, usually Bec with her long blonde hair and bubbly personality. Not that Keely could blame them; Bec’s bright smile and easy banter was what had made her a ready friend on their first day at high school. Whatever the reason, Keely’s relationships had never lasted more than a couple of months. She had been attracted to plenty of men but it never seemed to eventuate into anything.