Flynn had contacts for the local produce they needed and Megan’s suggestion of a couple of teenagers to help with food prep and serving had been followed up. Keely had contacted a local couple who made gourmet crackers and were happy for their products to be used on the platters. Her job was to organise the food service over the weekend. It was a big task and Kat had given Flynn a pointed look that suggested she thought he was asking too much but Keely wasn’t daunted. She’d been looking forward to it before Flynn remembered his aunt was coming to help. That had dampened her enthusiasm. Maggie was probably one of those people who, like Anna, would come in and take over.

Hugh had called Flynn away to look at something in the vineyard and Kat and Keely had baked another big batch of meringues for mini pavlovas. They’d got the production down to a fine art and were just cleaning up when Flynn returned.

“Euan’s still not back?” he’d asked.

Keely shook her head in unison with Kat.

“It doesn’t matter,” Kat said. “You and Keely have everything running like clockwork.”

“There are plenty of other things to be done.”

Keely had seen the disappointment on his face. It wasn’t her he wanted to be organising events with, it was Euan. Flynn badly wanted the coming weekend to be a success for Levallier Dell and he wanted Euan to share his interest.

Now as they drank their wine she could tell Flynn was still watching for Euan to appear. He turned away from the window and opened the fridge door. “I’m getting hungry. Is there anything in here we can use to rustle up a meal?”

“Uh oh. There’s that ‘we’ again, Keely.” Kat laughed.

Flynn pulled back his shoulders. “In spite of what some say, I am actually quite a good cook, you know.”

“If you say so. Keely and I have been in the kitchen all afternoon. We’re happy for you to prove it, aren’t we, Keely?”

She nodded.

“Right!” Flynn rubbed his hands together and chuckled as he began to dig around in the fridge again.

Keely was pleased to see his good humour return. Kat had the knack of making him laugh. He put cheese and olives and salami on the bench while Keely finished the dishes. She was tired and there were still a few tender spots from her fall but she was happy. Flynn’s laugh was infectious. How she loved to hear that laugh.

A shadow passed the window and she glanced up in time to see Euan approaching the door with a woman at his side. Damn, was this Maggie here already? Keely had hoped for a few more days without her.