“We’ve done a commendable job of selling our engagement as real so far, and we’ve now ensured your father has no reason to doubt you. There’s no reason for us to see each other until the wedding, unless, of course, we decide to present the illusion that I’ve collared you. We’ll need to make something of the collaring, a little ceremony at the club, but I’ll make sure it’s brief and to the point.” “Illusion,” I said.
