Page 258 of My Fake Dating with the Grumpiest Highlander
Finn looks down at me.
“Maggie organized a family dinner tonight to ‘celebrate the clinic renovations.’”
I raise an eyebrow.
“To celebrate the renovations or interrogate us about our relationship plans?”
“Probably both.”
I laugh.
“A family dinner with Maggie. What could possibly go wrong?”
The whole family is there.
Warm.
Loud.
Chaotic.
Callum and Jane look exhausted. Apparently new parenthood is brutal. The image of Finn holding our future baby flashes through my mind unexpectedly, and my heart squeezes.
Someday.
Maybe.
Keira and Alistair arrive next, Alistair carrying a bottle of whisky from the distillery.
Lachlan and Emma look disgustingly happy.
Emma is gorgeous in a floral dress.
The twins are already here of course.
At this point they practically live at the castle.
Nate and Lily arrive late and breathless apologizing for losing track of time. The twins exchange deeply suspicious looks but wisely keep their mouths shut.
Honestly, I think they’re trying to stay off Maggie’s radar.
Poor idiots.
They have no idea how hopeless that is.
Maggie presides at the end of the table watching her family with the satisfied expression of a cat who successfully orchestrated global domination.
Dinner is incredible.
Mrs. Finley outdid herself: vegetable soup, roasted salmon, buttery potatoes, seasonal vegetables.
Conversations overlap around the table.
Callum and Alistair debate whisky.
Emma tells a hilarious story about the dry cleaners.
Jane asks Lily for nursery decorating advice because apparently theirs still isn’t finished.
