Hunter's POV

Two days after Grace agreed to marry me, we headed back to the office. It felt surreal driving through Manhattan with her beside me, knowing she'd agreed to be my wife. The enormity of what we were doing still hadn't fully settled. I didn't feel any guilt having lost Helena and now I was marrying her sister. How could I, after everything I had just found out about my dead ex-wife?

"I think we should keep things quiet for now," Grace said suddenly as we turned onto Park Avenue. ...