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“I’ve already sent it to you. All,” he said to the row of us.

Archer, Erica, Jason, Luke and Daisy pulled out their phones and checked their emails. Heidi looked over Erica’s shoulder.

“Interesting menu,” Archer commented.

“He wants Yorkshire puddings? With Salmon? What the fuck?” Jason said.

“It’s actually all right. Most of this we can source here. At least they’re keeping the rum and raisin ice-cream,” Daisy said.

“I wanted to do nothing for four days,” Jason grumbled.

“You run a business now. No downtime anymore,” Archer said and hopped off the table, extending his hand to Erica. She jumped down too, and the rest followed.

“Tell him we can do it and we’ll send him a bill. He pays up front, and he needs to sign off this menu. In blood,” Jason said.

Stan grinned. “Already done.”

Jason looked heavenward and then sliced to Heidi mouthing he was sorry. They had plans to spend four days in bed as she had time off until Christmas Eve where she would take the holiday days so the other nurses could spend it with their children.

“Let’s get to work,” Jason said.

Chapter Thirty-One

Heidi

Becoming a Turner wasn’t as bad as Heidi thought. But then, it had only been half a day.

They’d married in mid-January at the Turner chapel with Reverend Wendy Sprite conducting the ceremony. She wore a simple white empire line dress with a matching cloak, both in cream. Erica had spoiled her with a stunning pair of red soled heels. Jason ended up carrying her to and from the church so they didn’t ruin in the snow.

She didn’t mind that at all.

Now they were all in one of the smaller rooms in Edward Hall eating a superb wedding breakfast courtesy of Remi Speckle. Erica had told her that Remi didn’t want the food to go to waste. Jason had to go back to the Rum Distillery to get more supplies for the ice cream but that was no hardship. Stan didn’t produce a single spanner, or if he did Heidi never saw them.

The wedding of the decade according to the Hollywood gossip magazines had gone without issue and the Vogue spread would release in a couple of weeks.

Heidi didn’t see Aunt Cynthia, and she was glad there weren’t any confrontations. They’d kept the wedding small with family and a few friends. Heidi’s father got his roast potatoes and didn’t have to eat pizza.

Once they’d finished eating, everyone at the gathering went back down into the town and the six Turners went back to Archer and Erica’s place for late drinks.

“We have some news,” Archer said.

Erica was by his side on the love seat nursing a hot chocolate.

Heidi caught Jason’s eyes darting to Erica’s stomach and then back to Archer’s face. It was beaming and then Erica placed her hand over her belly.

“We’re having a baby,” Erica said, tears threatening to spill over. “I didn’t want to overshadow your wedding plans, so we waited.”

Heidi was on her feet and hugging Erica, hauling her up to a standing position. “That’s the best news,” she said.

“Thank you, I hope you don’t mind us telling you all now?” Erica said, worry etching her face and her megawatt smile disappearing.

“Are you kidding? This is fantastic.”

Hugs and kisses went around the group and they all collapsed back onto the sofas and chairs.

“When are you due?” Heidi asked, straight into work mode.

“Early June. I’m going to need a midwife,” she said and beamed a smile at Heidi.

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