“I do admit it would be hard for you to move them.” Her pretty hazel eyes had a playful glint and her lips curved up in a smile. “And, if I’m to believe what you tell me, they are some of the best in the west. So…I’ve decided to make some changes with my work.”

Euan studied her carefully. He felt too vulnerable to declare his feelings straight out. It was not like her to play games and yet…he managed a small smile and raised an eyebrow again, desperately trying to quell the rising hope he felt. “Are you saying you love me, ma chère?”

“Is this your French charm?” she mocked. “You wine me and dine me then expect me to do the proposing.”

Euan needed no more encouragement; he pushed his chair back and took her in his arms.

* * *

“I think we’ve got everything under control.” Flynn looked from Kat to Keely. “Let’s open a bottle from Levallier Dell’s new Haystack label…Scarecrow Dry White.”

He said the name with such flourish that Keely expected him to pull a bottle from his sleeve. “Have you got them labelled already?” she asked.

“No.” He made his way to the fridge. “But the labels should be here in the next day or so. We’ll have to stick them on with the manual labeller to have some ready for the weekend.”

“Uh oh, Keely.” Kat laughed. “I don’t like the sound of that ‘we’.”

Keely looked from Flynn, who had his head in the fridge, to Kat, who was getting out glasses, and grinned back. They’d worked well together, and she hadn’t felt like the odd one out as she’d feared. Flynn and Kat hadn’t been all over each other, as had happened with Bec when she had a new guy. Keely smiled as she recalled the text she’d received that morning from her friend declaring she’d met the love of her life…again. The last guy she’d met, at a New Year’s party, had only lasted till May.

Flynn poured the wine and they raised their glasses.

“To teamwork,” he said.

Keely took a sip of her wine. He was right. The three of them had certainly made a good team today.

Once Flynn had given up waiting for Euan to return, they’d set about making sure the coming weekend was planned to the last detail. Kat had said she’d have to go back to River Dynasty to help on the weekend but she was happy to do what she could to assist the preparations at Levallier Dell.

They’d gone over the menu and decided Euan could cook the meat for the pork rolls the day before. The mention of his father’s name had made Flynn restless again until Kat had distracted him with her light banter and they’d got back to planning the food production.