Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The next morning, as lan heard Beck directing the chefs in the kitchen to whip up a hearty stew for Maja, his patience finally snapped.

He trudged back to the bedroom, intent on bending Maja's ear.

"Beck's completely zeroed in on us now, but he needs to have his own life, you know? Look, your brother at least has some young gal by his side, but Beck's all alone. Must be lonely. I say we get Tyler to hook him up. The guy knows plenty of women."

Maja, halfway between dreams and waking, barely registered the conversation but mumbled an agreement.

"Do whatever you think is best."

With that, she drifted back to sleep.

lan wasted no time and called Tyler, asking him to introduce Beck to some women.

Tyler was a notorious playboy, never short on scandal or a party to attend.

He agreed without hesitation.

in the eye. He's always off to God knows where at night, and I can never catch him. Beck's a good sport,

spotted Beck lounging on the couch, engrossed in a video game. The living room TV had been co-opted for his gaming sessions, and he sometimes roped Maja into playing with

to half-hour sessions, but she'd still spend hours discussing strategies and hidden levels with Beck. During those discussions, lan

many things, but gaming

electronics growing up, so he

only made Beck more smug, and lan

Beck couldn't resist a

around at this hour? Aren't you

family affairs had always been Dylan's burden. When Dylan had relinquished

remotely steered the family empire, settling for a modest monthly salary, a thankless task if

never really run the company, spending his days indulging in leisure and pleasure.

lump in his

Beck leisurely explore another secret level, probably planning to discuss it with Maja later.