Mitchell mentioned investigators. Proof. Cohabitation.
This won’t be easy.
My phone buzzes.
Ewan
So? How was dinner? Future Mrs. McGregor?
Callum
Absolutely not. But your idea this morning… maybe it’s not as crazy as it sounds.
His reply comes instantly.
Ewan
Want me to start looking into options?
I stare at the screen, my glass half empty.
This is it. The moment I decide.
Do I walk into this madness… or hand everything over to Lachlan?
Callum
Do it. Discreetly. And Ewan? I want someone who knows exactly what she’s signing up for. No lies. No surprises. Fair deal on both sides.
Ewan
Got it. I’ll keep you posted. In the meantime, enjoy your whisky tasting with the McLeods tomorrow night. Heard their daughter’s into distillation.
I groan.
Of course she is.
I look back at the fire, my mind spinning.
What will my life look like in a year?
Married to a stranger… to save my family’s legacy.
It should terrify me.
Instead… it makes me curious.
Who is she?
What kind of woman would agree to something like this?
What story would lead her straight into a deal with a stubborn, overworked Scottish man?
Guess I’m about to find out.
Because one way or another… the next twelve months are going to change everything.
Now all I have to do…
