Montana Groom Of Convenience. Linda Ford

      Sawyer met the gaze without flinching.

      “Yer agreeable to this?”

      Sawyer nodded. He was getting tired of explaining it. “We need a family. She needed a man.”

      “That so? Seems to me a married man would be wanting to share his wife’s bed.” “Father! Enough. We agreed the marriage was for mutual benefit and that wasn’t one of them. We know what we’re doing.”

      Her father sat back. “Aye. So you say.” He grinned and stroked his beard, as content as a cat full of warm milk. “This will be interesting.” He rolled the r.

      Carly stared at her father, turned to look at Sawyer and he saw something that made his nerves twitch. A look of surprise, a flicker of fear and then she shrugged.

      “I expect it will.”

      A little tremor twisted Sawyer’s neck muscles. Had he bitten off more than he could chew?