They both laughed as they turned their attention back to River and Marcus.
Rose whispered to Wynter. “I’m going to set her up with Mathew.” The confession came out of nowhere. Wynter was completely thrown off guard.
“Mathew? As in yourcousin, Mathew?”
Rose tilted her head. “Yeah. I think they’d be cute together, don’t you?”
Well, they were both good-looking. But Wynter had heard all about how Mathew didn’t expect to find love again. “What makes you think they’d work? Mathew is married to his job. And he likes everything just… so.”
“Oh, whatever. He could stand to get a little grease under his fingernails.” They shared an amused look.
“Well, all I can say is good luck. You’re going to need it.”
Wynter squeezed Marcus’s hand as he walked over to her and, without speaking, whispered a thank you heavenward.
It was agoodfeeling. Peace settled where panic used to live. Home, she realized, wasn’t a place she fled—it was the place she belonged… with Marcus by her side.