then reappeared with two crystal cups, filled with something warm and sweet. âA treat to sample. This is a delicious way to wrap up a crisp evening, no?â
Grant tasted his, and he was about to sing the dessertâs praises when Emily sighed and held her glass aloft after one spoonful. âPerfection in a cup. The hint of caramel balances the background of cinnamon, and is that nutmeg or allspice I taste?â
Henri beamed and shrugged, ready to carry the secret to his grave.
âNutmeg,â she decided. She took another taste, then smiled again. âClever, Henri! And delicious. What did you think, Mr. McCarthy?â
Right now having her use his full name seemed preposterous. The inn manager sent him an odd look. âGrant, please. Weâll be working together for some time, so of course first names are in order.â
She sent him an almost impudent look, but held her tongue. âThis bread pudding, Grant.â She took one more taste and languished over it, and he was pretty sure she did it on purpose. âAmazing, right?â
âOne of the best desserts Iâve ever had, Henri. A hint of French to soften the simplicity of Old English.â
Henriâs smile widened. âThat is exactly what I was looking for! Old, new, French, English, American blended as one.â
âHenri, I know youâve got other things to do this evening to get ready for tomorrowâs banquet. Thank you.â The inn manager motioned to a small table nearby. âIf you would both sit here, I can go over the options with a pricing sheet, and then print up an actual price list for Captain McCarthyâs wedding if you book with us.â
By the time theyâd finished, they had exactly ten minutes to get to the next appointment, a hillside vineyard and party house overlooking the southern end of the lake. Grant followed Emily there, parked next to her then accompanied her into the vineyard.
He knew it was wrong instantly. Too new, too garish, too many lights, not enough charm. When theyâd finished the tasting and Emily cut them loose quickly, he knew she understood. They got to her car before she spoke. âGood call on that. First, you kept your opinion to yourself and thatâs a favor to me because I have to work with these folks as long as Iâm here, working at Kate & Company. Thank you for being discreet.â
As long as she was here? He leaned one hand against her car. âYouâre welcome. I do have manners most of the time,â he told her. âWhat do you mean, as long as youâre here? Are you leaving?â he asked. âThe correct answer would be no, because if you leave in the middle of these wedding plans, Iâm toast.â
âIâll be here to see Christaâs wedding through.â She opened the back door and tucked her notebook inside her bag before she turned back.
âBut youâre not staying here? In Grace Haven?â It shouldnât surprise him. Emily had big city written all over her.
She met his gaze frankly. âThere arenât a lot of jobs for clothing buyers in Grace Haven.â
He frowned. âBut you have a job with Kate & Company.â
âCurrently, yes. But once Dadâs on the mend, I think Kimberly can handle this with one hand tied behind her back. Sheâs an absolute whiz with event planning. My guess is she wonât need her little sister hanging around.â She tipped her gaze up to the crystal clear sky, then sighed with appreciation. âDoesnât looking up at the vastness of the night sky just fill you with wonder? You donât get views like this in the city.â
It didnât fill him with wonder because he was too busy looking down, but he followed her gaze to the pinpoints of galactic sparkle and agreed. âAmazing.â
âWondrous, right? Anyway.â She shrugged lightly. âTaking over Momâs business is perfect for Kimberly. Sheâs