Page 255 of My Fake Dating with the Grumpiest Highlander
She smiles warmly.
“That’s good. We need a good doctor around here. And the two of you make a lovely couple.”
My heart does a ridiculous little flip in my chest.
“Thank you.”
After she leaves, I stay leaning against the counter smiling like an idiot.
The village accepted us.
Finn and me.
Together.
Officially.
The clinic door bursts open.
Cameron and Connor storm in like twin hurricanes dragging Hamish between them.
“Mary! He ate something he definitely shouldn’t have again!”
I sigh.
“What was it this time?”
“We don’t know, but he threw up three times.”
I motion them toward the exam table.
Hamish looks at me with those overly intelligent eyes of his.
He looks guilty.
Not actually sick.
Just guilty.
“Hamish. What did you do now?”
He responds with an innocent bleat.
I examine him anyway.
Normal temperature.
Normal breathing.
Slightly sensitive stomach, but nothing alarming.
“He’s fine. Just give him water and keep an eye on him. He probably ate something weird, but nothing toxic.”
Cameron exhales dramatically in relief.
“Thank God. Maggie would’ve lost her mind if we brought home a sick Hamish.”
Connor leans against the counter with a grin.
