the midwife who was sewing Cassie up where she had torn. But she was so happy holding her baby, she couldn’t feel a thing.
Olivia left them for a few minutes and went to call Peter then.
“We have a big beautiful baby boy,” Olivia said proudly. “Ten pounds.”
“How’s Cassie?” he asked, sounding concerned.
“I’ve never seen her happier, and Danny was great.”
“I’ll be there tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll catch the first plane out.”
“I can’t wait to see you,” she said, sounding excited. Watching her grandson’s birth had been a miracle she knew she’d never forget. It was the final healing for her and Cass, and she was so grateful to have been asked.
When she walked back into the room, Cass and Danny were beaming at each other, and the midwife had gone. “We’re getting married,” Cass told her mother.
“I just proposed,” Danny explained.
“Well, it’s about goddamned time,” Olivia teased them, happy for them. “Peter will be here tomorrow.” But she was planning to stay another week until Cass got settled at home, and she’d be back in a month to get organized at the château before everyone arrived.
“Can we get married in Provence when everyone is together?” Cass asked her mother. Olivia loved the idea, and so did Danny.
“I’ll get everything organized.” Olivia beamed at her. She’d just seen a birth, now she was going to organize a wedding. She loved being part of Cass’s life again, in ways she never had been before. They shared an intimacy now that they had never had. “All you have to do is pick the day.”
She stayed with them for another hour until they took Cass to a room, and then she went back to the hotel. She wanted to leave them alone to enjoy the moment between them, and it had been a long day for her too. But she was so excited, she couldn’t sleep. After Cass had called to tell her the news, Liz called her mother to see how it went, and they went over all the details. Liz was thrilled for her baby sister and excited about the wedding.
And Olivia was still flying high from all the excitement when Peter arrived the next day, at six o’clock at night. She’d been with Cass all afternoon, holding the baby and talking about the wedding. Harry was a gorgeous child. And Danny was pouring the champagne like water. He was ecstatic.
She told Peter all about the wedding when he walked in.
“That sounds like a fine idea,” Peter said as he sat down in their suite. “It’s a beautiful place to get married.” And then he looked at her tenderly. They had been through a lot together over the years, and in the last six months, her brush with cancer, her reconciliation with Cass, the birth of the baby. He wondered if she would be more open to the idea and hoped she would. “Any chance we could get married there too? Maybe a double wedding?”
She didn’t answer for a minute, and smiled at him.
“It’s possible. I’ll have to ask the caterer, and get back to you,” she teased him, and he came to put his arms around her.
“I’ll do whatever you want. I’m not pushing you.” He wanted to be sure she knew that, but she sounded more open to it and less adamant.
“Let’s think about it and see how we feel.”
He nodded and kissed her again, and as she touched his face, the sapphire he had given to her sparkled on her hand. He was well aware that it was not yet an engagement ring, but he still hoped it would be one day.
Chapter 28
The day they all arrived at the château in Provence was like a three-ring circus multiplied by ten. Cass and Danny arrived with the baby and the nanny first, and Olivia got them settled into two adjoining rooms, with a spectacular view of the gardens, close to Olivia and Peter’s suite. Phillip and Taylor flew in from New York with Sarah and John as they had the year before. Alex came with Sophie this year—they had taken a flight together—and Carole came from California. Liz and Andrew were the last to arrive, and they were planning to visit his family in England afterward. Peter’s children and their children were coming for the second week, which gave the Graysons a little time alone before they arrived.
Dinner the first night was exquisite chaos and music to Olivia’s ears, they were laughing and talking, the kids were playing cards. John