“Give me ninety days here. Then I’ll give you the divorce uncontested. You can keep the ranch and the inn.” Her brow climbs, and her eyes drift over my face, but she doesn’t say a word for long moments, and then her eyes narrow. “What’s the catch?” Her arms cross over her chest. She knows me too well. “For those ninety days, you’re my wife.” “Obviously.” She rolls her eyes. “No. I mean, my wife.” I give her a pointed look. Her brow furrows for a moment and then releases in surprise before she shakes her head. “You’re crazy. Certifiable, honestly. I’m engaged. Remember?”