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June?”
    “Money isn’t everything.” Nate rolled his shoulder, irritated. Hell, if Robbie could hear him now. Money had been almost everything to his brother. If only he hadn’t been so bad at making it and keeping it.
    “So you’re going to move to Burronga and what, grow tulips?” Seth let out a half-derisive, half-disbelieving snort.
    “Actually, something like that. I’m going to restart Robbie’s landscaping business.”
    His cousin choked again. “You’re crazy, man.”
    Probably. Robbie would have guffawed the loudest, but maybe he’d have been secretly pleased, too.
    “You don’t know anything about landscaping,” Seth continued.
    “Not true. I helped Robbie when I moved in with him.” Weekends, after school, holidays, he’d toiled and sweated alongside his older brother. Robbie had even paid him a small wage, though Nate would have done it for nothing. That was how grateful he’d been for Robbie taking him in after their prick of a stepfather had driven him out with his constant beltings. “And I’ve completed a landscaping course in my spare time.”
    “Burronga, man…” He could picture Seth shaking his head. “That place is the worst. You’ll go stir crazy there in two weeks, I guarantee it.”
    Nate had epitomized the wealthy, fast-living bachelor for so long that he had his doubts, too. Did he have it in him to swap his Italian suits for khakis, his air-conditioned office for the scorching sun and drenching rain, his computers and conference calls for digging dirt and hauling compost?
    He hoped so.
    “Well, thanks for your ringing vote of confidence,” he said crisply, tiring of the conversation. “Why did you call me?”
    “Ah. Well, I have some news for you, too.” Seth’s voice reverted to its original hesitant tone. “My transfer came through. I’m leaving for London at the end of next month.”
    “Hey, that’s great. I know you’ve been hoping for that for a while now.”
    “Thanks, yeah, I’m over the moon…but there’s something else.”
    Finally , Nate thought. It wasn’t Seth’s transfer that was making him so cagey.
    Seth cleared his throat. “The thing is, I want Paige to come with me, but she won’t unless we make things official, so the upshot is we’re getting married. In four weeks’ time. In Burronga.”
    It felt as though a fish had swum into Nate’s ear. His cousin’s words swirled through his brain, making no sense.
    “I know you don’t believe in marriage and all—”
    And then he realized what he’d just heard and shook his head vigorously. “I don’t care about you marrying Paige. I care about you getting married here in bloody Burronga.”
    “Paige grew up in Burronga, and she’s the only daughter.” Seth sounded defensive. “She wants to have a big white wedding with all the trimmings.”
    “ Ally still lives here.” He waited for Seth to say something, but his cousin’s silence turned a little sullen. “You do still remember who Ally is, don’t you? She’s the girl you didn’t have the guts to face, the girl you left standing at the altar—”
    “Okay, you don’t have to go on and on. And by the way, technically I didn’t leave her at the altar; she was in the back office or something. It wasn’t like she was waiting for me at the altar in front of everyone.”
    If they’d been talking in person, Nate would have hit his cousin. He’d heard several justifications as to why Seth had left his bride-to-be without a word, but never one so lame. “You can spin it all you want, but the fact is you don’t treat someone like that.”
    Seth heaved a heavy sigh. “Yeah, yeah, but you didn’t like Ally anyway. You were glad we didn’t get married.”
    “You did the wrong thing, and you know it.” He bit out each word. “And how do you think Ally will feel when she hears you’re marrying Paige right here in Burronga?”
    “I wouldn’t be surprised if she knows already,” Seth gloomily replied. “Paige told her