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for, but this… this had to be a joke.
    “Well, come on then. Go on with the O’Conners, they’ll see you home.” Wyatt turned on his boot heel and stalked off in the other direction after ordering Millie to head to the cabin. Pryor and Gretchen looked after him for a moment in shock before turning to Millie, prepared to politely ignore his inexcusable behavior.
    “He’s awfully romantic, isn’t he?” Millie said, laughing. “I knew it would be unnerving to meet a stranger for marriage, but I had no idea that he’d be a complete horse’s ass about it!” She looked completely unruffled by the way Wyatt had behaved, but Gretchen was horrified by her assessment of the man who was to become her legal husband, the head of her family and her affairs.
    “Oh, no, Mr. Flynn isn’t usually anything like that,” she began, but Millie was shaking her head.
    “You don’t have to make excuses for him, dear. He’s his own person, and he owns his own behavior. I’m sure he’ll come around to the idea once he settles in. After all, it’s hard when someone twists your arm and makes you get married.”
    “I beg your pardon?” Gretchen asked innocently, but Pryor cleared his throat and looked away. That wasn’t the way it had happened at all!
    “Yes,” Millie continued, unbothered by Pryor’s uncomfortable expression. “His father. Mr. Flynn told me all about how his father insists he get married and set up a household to keep his land.”
    Pryor and Gretchen looked at each other, their mouths hanging open for a long moment before they remembered themselves and recovered. Again, Millie seemed not to notice, or seemed too chipper to care.
    “I see,” Gretchen said breathlessly. “Well, let’s get ya on home. I’m sure you’ll wish to bathe properly after a journey such as that one. We’ll have ya fixed up and feeling like new in no time!”
    She linked her arm through Millie’s and led her toward the wagon where Kieran already waited, Millie’s trunks already having been loaded into the back. Gretchen shot Pryor a scathing look over her shoulder, clearly demanding that he get to the bottom of this.
     

Chapter Six
     
    “What in the world was the meaning of that?” Pryor demanded in an angry hiss, catching up to Wyatt and jerking him back by his arm.
    “The meaning of what? She’s here, I met her, and now I’m headed home. I fulfilled my obligation, so let go of me!” Wyatt pulled his arm back out of Pryor’s grasp angrily and continued walking to where his horse stood, patiently munching oats from the general store’s trough.
    “And that’s how you think you should greet her? I’m surprised at you, Flynn. You’re not the man I thought you were.” Pryor spat on the ground almost as if for emphasis. “Then there’s this business of telling her you had to get married to keep your farm? What’s that all about?”
    “That’s my business, not yours!”
    “You just made it my business when I had to cover up your lie! Now turn around and face me like a man and explain yourself!” Pryor stepped in front of Wyatt and stared him down, his breath coming faster as he thought about the possibility of having to fight this man. “You weren’t a no-good liar and I’ve never heard you say so much as a cross word to a lady, and today of all days is when you choose to become someone you’re not?”
    Wyatt seethed. Instead of backing down, he stepped closer, placing himself toe to toe with Pryor. “Call me a liar one more time, and I’ll see to it you don’t walk for a month,” he hissed in a quiet way that was so filled with threat that it was a tangible feeling between them.
    “Do it, Flynn, throw the first punch. I’d love an excuse to whip your tail in front of this whole town. With any luck, your new wife will still be here to get a front row seat and find out what a low coward you are, a coward who would treat a lady that way.”
    “What kind of lady is she, anyway? A lady wouldn’t take off