“Are you alone?” he asked.
She giggled.
“Why, Mr. McKnight, are you fancying yourself a little phone sex?” she teased.
It made him blush.
And it made him grateful his fiancé was a hellion. That made his life a lot more fun.
“I was thinking more about surprising Graham. Michael wants to marry him in the courtyard. Can you stall? Maybe tell them that there is a tie-up at the kilt store. Tell them we’ll be late?”
She giggled again, but this time because she was going to be an accomplice.
“Oh, I’m in. What do you need?”
He was to the point.
“Don’t let Graham near the windows. Keep him in the kitchen, and I’m going to call in backup. Fiona will box my ears if she knows I didn’t let her show up at Graham’s wedding. I betI can get my family there and my sisters to decorate the garden behind the castle. All those box shrubs in that maze…”
That sounded so sweet.
“I can do that. I’ll tell them we’ll work on getting information on Catherine here. I just need a laptop, and I can dig into it. I’ll hack my way in.”
Perfect.
“Just distract Graham, and make sure he gets into his kilt. Stall, and I’ll get us there to surprise him. Meanwhile, have Ian or Gryphen get my family in the gate, and to the patio garden.”
That she could do.
“I’ll have Ian do it. Gryphen is with Graham, helping him into his kilt.”
This would work out fine.
“I’ll grab the judge. You just keep them busy there.”
It was a plan.
“I’ll clue Michael in, and we’ll have him surprise the hell out of Graham. They both need memories.”
That she could do.
The mystery of this castle could wait an hour or so. There was joy to be had.
“I’ll see you in a bit, my love,” he said.
Gabby was so excited.
“See you then. You’re a good man, Fineas.”
Nah.
He was just a best friend looking out for a man who had been in his life since he was young.
There was no doubt Graham would do the same thing for him.
No.
Doubt.
