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“Neither did I.” Blair turned to Sienna. “The beach house owner is here, isn’t he?”

With a grin, Sienna air-zipped her lips and threw the invisible key over her shoulder, she and Patrick sharing a smirk.

“You’ll tell me who it is, won’t you?” Emily batted her eyelashes playfully at Patrick.

Still grinning, he shook his head and swiped a champagne flute from one of the waiter’s trays. “Can’t. Nondisclosure agreement.” He handed her the glass. “But maybe if you’re lucky, and after a few of these, he’ll come chat with me.” Then he whispered in her ear, “And I get front-row tickets to all his concerts.”

Emily gasped.

Patrick laughed. “In the meantime, let’s eat.”

As they walked to their table, Emily stepped next to Blair. “Your dress is stunning. So trendy.”

“Thank you.” Blair flashed a smile. “I thought so too, but I really got it because I liked the loose style.” She ran her hands along her waist, revealing a bump on her abdomen. She sucked in her lips and gave Emily a suggestive look. “I’m due in five months, and so far, everything is going smoothly. I get extra checkups to keep an eye on the baby.”

Emily sucked in a breath and then pulled her in for a hug. “I’m so excited for you.”

“It was scary to try again, but Julia’s story stuck with me. I don’t want to miss out on a child because I’m scared.”

“I want weekly updates,” Emily said enthusiastically.

As the night deepened, the restaurant seemed to glow from within, its guests laughing over handcrafted cocktails and dishes arriving that looked like works of art. The Low Tide Supper Club was destined to become a Gulfside ritual, a place where time slowed just enough to savor it all. And savoring was what Emily did best these days.

As she held her glass of champagne, she couldn’t help but admire the solitaire on her left ring finger, a promise Patrick had pledged he’d see through to the end. With her new teaching position, she’d be busy, but planning their intimate wedding would be the highlight of her evenings.

Emily, Sienna, and Blair had put an end to their regular Broken Hearts Beach Club meetings. While they were sure to still have ups and downs, they had each other, and the hope that, no matter what, things would work out. Emily couldn’t wait to see what came next for all of them.