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“Can I help?”

“You didn’t think I was just going to let you sit there and do nothing, did you?”

Her mom laughed and then went to the sink to wash her hands. “Tell me the truth. You aren’t really nervous, are you?”

“Yes and no. We’ve never spent this much time together.”

“Tell me where you’re staying again.”

“Meeta-Rah. It’s a resort on a small island in the Laccadive Sea.”

“A private island?”

“Not completely, no. Although Monk did say we don’t have to see any other people if we don’t want to. We have our own villa.”

Her mother shook her head. “Your father took me to Canada once.”

Saylor laughed. “I’m sorry, Mom.”

“Don’t be. I’m happy for you, Saylor.” Her mom hugged her. “I’m glad you decided to open your heart again.”

“I think Monk would’ve worked his way in even if it was closed.”

—:—

“Want a beer?” Razor asked.

“No, thanks. I’m picking the girls up from school after I leave here.”

Razor clapped Monk’s shoulder. “You’re a good man, Perrin.”

Monk followed him out onto the deck. “I’m going to ask your sister to marry me.”

“About damn time,” Razor said, taking a swig of beer.

“So you approve?”

“If I didn’t, you wouldn’t be around to ask.”

“I love her. I love the girls too.”

“Are you planning to adopt them?”

“I’d like to, but first I have to talk your sister into spending the rest of her life with me.”

“I don’t think it’ll be a hard sell, my friend.”

“I have another question.”

“Shoot.”

“What about the girls? Should I tell them? Ask them?”

“If they want to be adopted?”

Monk shook his head. “If I can marry their mother.”

The smile left Razor’s face, and he turned his head away.

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