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“How about I just offer you one of the guys,” Edgar countered. “Robbie belongs to Alex and Griffin’s the perfect archetype of the devoted widower, but Trent is always an option. Doesn’t every woman want to be the wife of the stoic soldier type? I’m sure there are romances written about it.” With anyone else, Edgar would have changed the conversation, but the boys were as fond of Verity as he was, and he saw no harm in indulging her. “Or you could just marry Dylan and become a sister wife. I’m sure that would send your father straight to the grave.”Â
“Offer me one of the guys? That sounds vaguely like you’re pimping a man out to me now,” she teased. “How would you know what every women wants? Are you going to secure my hand in marriage for one of your boys now? Do you have a dowry set up for me?” Verity grinned wickedly. “Oh, he would just adore that.”









