Chapter 63

“And Quinton, when you have the itinerary for your book tour solidified, let us know,” Portia said. “Gregor and I will come along.”

“Thank you. That means so much to me.”

I gave him a poke. Of course Portia would support him like that. He rubbed his cheek against my shoulder.

They spoke a bit more, and then Quinn said good night and hung up.

“Now, suppose you call Wallace and let him know you won’t be in tomorrow, and I’ll call my uncles.”

“Good idea.” I took out my cell phone and hit two on speed dial.

“Yes, Mark?”

“Sorry to disturb you, Trevor. I just wanted to let you know Quinton Mann has agreed to marry me.”

I waited to hear how he would respond to that. I knew he’d always been fond of Portia, and when we’d been in Paris, he’d seemed accepting of my relationship with Quinn, but marriage… that was something else.

“Congratulations. You’re marrying into a good family.”