Can't Buy Me Love (Sinclair Sisters 3)

“I never thought I wanted to do anything other than be a soldier,” Callum added. “But I enjoy being one of the Benson Security partners.”

“I never thought I’d like beer,” Keir said and held up his bottle. When they stared at him, he shrugged. “I’m at least ten years younger than the rest of you, and I have Mairi to cope with, so cut me some slack.”

“How do I know she really wants to be here?” Logan asked. How did he know she meant it? Unlike his ex-wife, who’d said one thing but resented the hell out of him because she’d wanted another.

“You trust her,” Duncan said. “It sucks, but that’s the only option.”

“I might have some trouble with that,” Logan admitted. “Once bitten and all that.”

“Welcome to the club,” Duncan said.

“You get a T-shirt,” Callum added.

“I’m way too young for this group,” Keir said.

“Hey,” Agnes said as she came into the room, grinning at all of them. She headed straight for Logan and wrapped her arms around him. “The pub okay for dinner tomorrow night?” she asked as she looked up at him.

“Aye.” Damn, if she left him, he’d be broken. “The pub’s fine.”

“Good.” She went on tiptoe to press a kiss to his jaw. “And since it will be Christmas Eve, we all thought it would be fun to dress up. You four have to wear suits.”

There were unanimous shouts of outrage.

Agnes narrowed her eyes. “Wear suits. Or kilts. Or whatever. But we’re going smart and fancy. It’s one bloody night of the year. You can manage it for one night.” With one last glare at all of them, she stalked from the room.

“She always was the scariest,” Keir said as he watched her go.

“Aye,” Callum said. “Good luck with that.”

“Are you sure you want her to stay?” Duncan added with a grin.

Aye, he was sure. He just wasn’t convinced it was possible.

“I can’t believe how big your belly is,” Agnes said as she sat beside Isobel on the sofa. “Are you sure this isn’t twins? Because you’re way bigger than you were with Jack or Sophie.”

“Definitely not twins,” Isobel said. “It’s because I got knocked up by a much bigger man this time. I’m going to give birth to a giant.”

“I want kids,” Donna announced from where she lay on her back in the middle of the floor. Agnes wasn’t sure why she was there, but she seemed happy. “I think I should start popping them out soon. Duncan isn’t getting any younger, and I want my kids to play with yours, Izzy.”

“That will be hard when I live in London and you live in Glasgow,” Isobel pointed out.

“One of us needs to move,” Donna said. “There are art colleges in London. I bet one of them would hire Duncan in a second.”

Seeing as her husband was a world-famous artist, Agnes was pretty sure she was right in her assumption.

“I could run my matchmaking business out of London,” Mairi said. “But then Aggie would be alone, and that’s not fair. But, I could also run my business from Invertary. Keir can open a garage anywhere, so he’d be fine. Does Invertary have a garage?”

“Not that I know of, but you can’t move here just because you’re worried that I’ll be lonely.”

“Do you want me here or not?” Mairi demanded, living up to her fiery red hair as usual.

“Yes,” Agnes said.

“Then it’s done.” She grinned at all of them from where she sat curled up in one of the armchairs. “I’m moving to Invertary!”

“Yay?” Agnes said drolly.

“Keir?” Mairi shouted.