" Here's Grant," Logan said as they reached a large, hulking man at the end of the line. "You're going to meet him several times."
"What's all this, Captain?" Uneasy, the big man rubbed his shaved head with one palm and looked around. "Where are we now?"
Logan reached out and placed a firm hand on Grant's shoulder. "Be easy. We're back in Scotland, mo chariad. The war's over, and we're at Lannair Castle in Invernesshire."
The big man's eyes turned to Maddie. He looked at her as though he were struggling to focus. "Who's this lass?"
Maddie offered her hand. "I'm Madeline."
"This is your sweetheart?" Grant asked Logan. "The one what sent all the letters?"
Logan nodded. "I'm marrying her. Right now, as a matter of fact."
"Are ye?" The man stared at her for a moment, and then a low chuckle rumbled from his chest. Grinning, he dug his elbow into Logan's side. "You lucky bastard."
In that moment, Maddie knew one thing.
Private Malcolm Allan Grant was her new favorite person.

-Logan, Grant, & Maddie "

― Tessa Dare , When a Scot Ties the Knot (Castles Ever After, #3)