S.C. Carrow

Ishbel Vranagh has spent six years turning other people's words into safety — for touring musicians who don't speak the local language, for hosts who don't understand why an orchestra needs three encores and a hot meal by nine, for a Maestro who found her at a rail platform with nothing and never once asked why. She's the best interpreter in her profession because she hears everything: the lie under the compliment, the threat under the toast, the tremor in a voice trying not to shake. It's a gift. It's also the reason she has never let anyone hear her all the way back.

When the touring orchestra's new manager arrives to clean up a scandal his predecessor left behind, Ishbel expects another suit who'll last a season and go home. Brogan Dunmuir isn't going anywhere. He reads contracts twice, asks the questions no one else bothers to ask, and within a week he's noticed what six years of easier men never did: her papers don't quite add up.

She needs him to stop looking. He needs her to stop hiding — because the tour's opening night depends on the one skill only she has, and the city they're about to play has a custom of putting its guests' honesty on public, unscripted display.

Station by station, the tour will carry them somewhere Ishbel swore she'd never go again. But first, she has to get through the first stop without either of them finding out how much the other already suspects.

Eevi Rantanen coordinates weddings for Helsinki’s elite with ruthless efficiency. She is also a smuggler for whom champagne crates and imported lilies make excellent cover. Her careful life shatters when the influential Koivisto family demands a single, spectacular winter wedding—and forces her to co-plan it with Tuomas Aalto, a rival planner who runs his events with military precision and seems inexplicably immune to her usual tactics. The stakes are much higher than floral arrangements: both Eevi and a dangerous fringe element need access to the rare, tightly controlled 'Luoto' blooms, a proprietary hybrid flower cultivated exclusively by the Koivistos, required for the ceremony, and fiercely guarded for its lucrative pharmaceutical properties. Forced into constant proximity to pull off the high-society event of the season, Eevi must manage bridezillas, caterers, and Tuomas’s sharp, observing eyes, all while executing the biggest extraction of her career. But as Tuomas begins to anticipate her moves, Eevi realizes her rival might have secrets of his own—and that falling for him might be the one complication she can't manage.