Page 137 of My Fake Dating with the Grumpiest Highlander
I stare at my notebook.
Finn’s secret dream.
I don’t know.
I don’t know what he wants. What he longs for. What lights him up inside.
“This question is evil,” Callum complains.
“That’s the point,” Maggie says with satisfaction. “Alistair and Keira?”
Alistair thinks for a long moment.
“To open her own textile design shop.”
Keira’s eyes widen.
“How… how do you know that? I never told you.”
“You stare at empty storefronts every time we go into town. And you sketch logo ideas in your notebooks.”
Keira lifts her notebook with trembling fingers.
Open my own shop.
“One point,” she whispers, eyes shining.
Emma leans toward me and murmurs, “That’s so romantic.”
“Callum and Jane?” Maggie continues.
Callum looks desperate.
“Uh… to be happy?”
Jane bursts out laughing.
“That’s so generic it’s offensive.”
“It’s true, though, isn’t it?”
“My secret dream,” Jane says, holding up her notebook, “is to write a children’s book. I’ve talked about it since the day we met.”
“Oh right! I remember now!”
“Still zero points,” Maggie rules.
“Lachlan and Emma?”
“To teach history at a university,” Lachlan says without hesitation.
Emma smiles.
“To teach history at a university.”
“One point! You two are doing great.”
“That’s because we actually talk to each other,” Emma says pointedly toward Callum.
