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child, and sadly not the Mensa genius they wanted. It was the luck of the gene pool and couldn’t be helped,” Walter explained, shrugging as his gaze met Jane’s confused one.
    “Your parents may be brilliant, but your grandfather owns a good deal of Falls Church,” Jane said with her own shrug. “Despite his poor driving habits, maniacs are a bit like geniuses, aren’t they? With that gene pool, why wouldn’t you be a firefighter—or the next Stephen Hawking—or whatever else sparks the need to achieve? That’s quite a family tree you have there, Mr. Graham.”
    Walter laughed and ran a hand through his short hair. “I don’t believe this. Harrison is never going to let me live this down, but he was right again.”
    He straightened to his full height and looked at Jane with all the sincerity he could muster.
    “Jane Fox, will you marry me and have my children?” he asked formally, using all the persuasion in the full wattage smile his mother had insisting on paying to make perfect.
    Jane laughed deeply and smiled so hard it made her face hurt. Walter Harrison Graham II was certainly making her day.
    “Marry you? Oh, sure, Walter, if you don’t mind a retread. Come back and look me up when you’re out of college and we’ll set a date,” she said, winking at him.
    “Already finished the first degree. I’m eighteen hours into my MBA. How’s next Fall look for you?” Walter asked on a laugh as Jane gave him another genuine smile at his quick reply. The woman was turning out to be very easy to like.
    “Next Fall for the wedding? Just peachy. I’ll be thirty-nine then. Let’s have the wedding before my fortieth, okay? You know what they say about younger men and women over forty. I’d hate to see you accused of dating a cougar,” Jane told him, adding a smirk to punctuate her teasing statement.
    When Harrison Walter Graham II laughed back and widened his dazzling smile at her flirting, Jane felt tingly in places she hadn’t even acknowledged in ages.
    Damn it. The guy was hot but still a freaking kid in college.
    She really needed to start dating again if the boy in front of her was turning her on so much. And it wasn’t just the way he looked, she decided. She liked Walter’s teasing and the way his gaze kept sweeping her. It made her glad she’d worn a skirt to work today. And if Walter had been even a decade older, she would have taken him home with her instantly, which really was yet another reason she needed to start dating again.
    Celibacy was the pits. She didn’t know how Elijah did it.
    “Excuse me. I hate to interrupt your wedding plans, Jane, but I came by to ask who is heading up the decorating committee for the open house. I thought I might just tell them personally that I was available to help and see if they needed anything,” Lydia offered.
    Jane smiled as she looked at Lydia in surprise again. Was the remark about her wedding plans yet another joke? She still had trouble believing Lydia even had a sense of humor.
    What the heck was happening today? Maybe she needed to call her brother and ask what he’d been praying for lately. Elijah prayed for her all the time.
    Jane opened her mouth to give Lydia the same answer she’d given before, but never got the chance.
    “Well, that would be me. I’m heading up the committee,” Morrie interjected firmly, giving Jane one last pleading look when she opened her mouth to deny it. “I would love some help with decorating the sitting area in the Common House, Lydia. It’s a little crowded in Jane’s office. Why don’t we step out and discuss it?”
    Morrie walked to the doorway, stopping to smile when the man filling it stepped aside to let him pass. “Are you really a good firefighter, Walter?” he asked.
    “I’ve managed to help stop a few fires in my three years on the roster,” Walter said, grinning.
    “Good. I like a man who’s successful in his own eyes. You have permission to marry my daughter,” Morrie said with a