Page 81 of Three Rules I'd Never Break

Cami walked up with Harper in tow. “I just knew y’all were perfect for each other.”

Eli pulled me close. “And you were right.”

She glanced around the room. “Who’s next?”

Poor Tessa. She was the last single one in the group. Cami would try to play matchmaker, but I wasn’t sure who could sweep Tessa off her feet.

One thing was for sure, I didn’t want her meeting some stranger and leaving Stadtburg.

“Cami, I think you should revel in this win for a while.” Eli tugged me toward the corner. “I’m glad you liked this surprise.”

“I love it.”

Matthew Gallagher called for everyone’s attention. “Does everyone have champagne?” He pointed toward Eli and me, and Patsy handed us each a glass. “Please join me as we lift our glasses to Eli and Delaney. May your love be unending, and I hope all your sons look like me.” He flashed that signature grin. “To happily ever afters.”

We all raised our glasses.

Then I added a toast of my own. “To good guys.”

I’d found the best one of all.

Epilogue

Garrett

Isipped my coffee, waiting for Eli to meet me. Based on the conversation at the table behind me, news of his engagement to Delaney had spread quickly.

“I’d been in her store before, but I don’t really know her. She’s not from around here.” The woman talked like she was in high school but sounded a bit too old for that.

Turning around to look would give away that I was eavesdropping, so I stayed still.

“Well, whatever she modeled for him sure cured him.”

The cute brunette who ran the doughnut shop walked past me. “Or maybe he wasn’t the one with the problem.”

“You meanshehas a problem? His fiancée?”

I couldn’t tell who asked the question, and it took a lot of willpower not to turn around and look.

“No, that’s not what I mean. Just forget it. Have a nice day.” The brunette sighed as she passed my table.

“Miss.”

She whipped around and smiled. “Yes? What can I help you with?”

She answered to miss without hesitation, and there wasn’t a ring on her finger. Those were helpful pieces of information.

“I just wanted to say how good the doughnut was. Delicious.” I stayed too busy playing private investigator to even think about dating right now, but maybe that would change at some point.

“Which kind did you have?” She stuck her hands into the pockets of her apron.

“I had the one with the glaze and pecans on top. So good.”

“Thanks.” She glanced at the door as a small crowd walked in. “Help yourself to more coffee.”

I watched as she chatted with customers and handed doughnuts to the hungry people. Her hair was up in a knot, and I wondered how it would look dancing around her shoulders.

How had it taken me a year to come into the doughnut shop? After being in here today, I wanted to schedule more client meetings at the doughnut shop.

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