“Yes, love is certainly in the air. Just look over there in the corner,” Martin said.
The group turned as one and spotted Camden and Grace, who seemed to be having a heated debate.
“That boy’s eyes just about popped out of his head when Grace walked into the room,” Maggie remarked. “Her name is quite fitting, because she sure has a lot of class.”
“I’d given up hope on the two of them ever reconnecting, but from the look of things, the sparks we’ve set are starting to catch fire,” Martin replied.
“Camden has no idea that we’re the ones who put that file on his desk?” Joseph asked.
“Not a clue. He thinks it was her parents—those worthless people,” Martin grumbled.
“And has Camden stepped up like you thought he would?” Joseph asked. He hadn’t managed to make it back to Sterling in the last few months, not with so much going on in Seattle.
“Of course he has. Not only will he save the girl, but I’m hoping for another wedding. I’m thinking around Christmastime would be quite pleasant.”
Bethel’s eyes lit up. “Well, since it’s only June now, maybe we’ll get lucky and swing that wedding, and then a Christmas baby for the next year.”
“That would indeed make a mighty fine Christmas,” Eileen said with a sigh.
When Spence took Sage back into his arms, both their faces shone with the pure love that they shared. They might not have been thanking the five people who’d plotted their union, but their radiant joy was thanks enough.
“To love,” Joseph said, and the four friends joined the toast. They hadn’t had a single miss yet.