Chapter 87

Declan

The mansion sits on three acres. I bought the place months ago, before I’d even said “wife” out loud to anyone, not even Vera. Which pretty much says everything about the way my mind works, sprinting ahead, planning for things I barely admit I want.

Seven bedrooms, original millwork, and a library that smells like wisdom piling up since 1910. Which, technically, is true. The grounds slope d