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“Perhaps.” He moved closer, and the scent of cedar and power overwhelmed her. “My father is dying. His one demand before he goes is to see me settled. Respectable. Married to a woman of… humble virtue.” His mouth curved without warmth. “You fit the bill perfectly. Six months. A contract. In return, I erase your father’s debt and give you the shop free and clear.”

“She has your temper,” Rio said.

He helped her up, kissed the dirt from her cheek, and whispered against her ear: “I would have burned the world down to find you again.” lynne graham books

“She has your stubbornness,” Lily shot back. “Perhaps