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ago.”
    “Precisely. And under the agreement, we must be married in order for me to pay off your debts for you.”
    There is always a moment when you give in to the inevitable, whatever it may be. Whether it’s a choice you’ve brought upon yourself, a choice thrust upon you by another, or one made when you must decide between what needs to be done and what you need to do.
    I’ve just reached that moment.
    After all, what was it I had thought about him the first night we had dinner? That “if I was the type of girl to have relationships, he would be at the top of my list. Smart, funny, sexy, educated, and obviously doing well for himself. A girl could do much worse.”
    Why am I fighting it so hard?
    Isn’t it stupid to fight when I will walk away in a year, debt-free, keeping the one thing in the world that is truly my own?
    Why am I fighting him, when all he wants to do is help me, whatever his reasons?
    I could question him again about why he wants to marry me, but in the end, do I even care?
    No, I don’t. Not really.
    All I’m concerned with is saving my business. If this is what I have to do to achieve that, then so be it.
    “All right,” I finally respond. “Three weeks it is.”
    “Excellent.” He tosses me a smile, then turns a corner leading to a darker road. “Anything you want to know before we get there?”
    In for a penny…
    “Any siblings? Will they be there? Am I going to have to milk any cows?”
    “No, but I will,” he replies with a chuckle. “I have a brother and sister, both younger. And yes, they will be visiting as well.”
    “Ah, oldest child. Makes sense.” Then I realize what he said. “Wait. You’re going to milk a cow?”
    “I might.” He makes another turn, the tires crunching on gravel. “We’re here.”
    It’s too dark out for me to see anything as we drive up to the house other than the fact there is a long driveway. As he pulls into a spot on the side and parks, the front of the house becomes illuminated by lights, allowing me to view it in all its glory.
    And what a magnificent residence it is.
    I stand there gaping as Tobias retrieves our bags from the trunk.
    His parents’ home appears to be an older manor house. Made of brick with a big front door, wide bottom windows with smaller windows above on the second floor, in a T-shape design with a part that has a pointed roof.
    “Charming, isn’t it? Come on. Let’s go inside.”
    Once we enter, he puts our bags down and yells out, “Mom! We’re here!”
    At his bellow, a door opens down the hall, followed by another, and one more. A woman I’m assuming is his mother with chin-length brown hair threaded with silver, and dark brown eyes leads the way, beaming. Behind her, a woman and man, both with similar features. And two little children who come careening around their grandmother’s legs and straight at Tobias.
    “Uncle ‘Biath! You came!” One squeals as they both launch themselves at him. “Did you bwing pwesents?”
    He picks them up easily, holding one in each arm as he turns toward me.
    Then the weirdest thing happens.
    His eyes meet mine, and his mouth moves, yet I don’t hear what he says.
    My ears start to buzz, my brain fogging. I open my mouth, try to lift my hand, only to feel as if something is holding my hand down.
    As my legs give out, words whisper through my mind just before I hit the floor.
    “It doesn’t matter if your father doesn’t like me. My family will love you. Let’s run away, right this instant.”
    ~*~
    When I come to, I’m lying on something soft.
    And my head is killing me.
    Before my eyes are barely open, Tobias is hovering over me, worry clouding his eyes.
    “Thank fuck you’re awake,” he murmurs, brushing my lips with his mouth. “Does your head hurt? You hit the floor before I could even react.”
    “Yes,” I whisper, closing my eyes briefly before opening them again. “Motrin?”
    He nods at the side table. “Right there. Let’s sit you up first.”
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