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.

idea how bored I've been lately. Tried to grab a drink with Fitch, but the guy won't even look me in the eye. He's always off to God knows where at night, and I can never catch him. Beck's a good sport, though, our kind of people. I'll flip through my contacts and see if I can find a match for him." lan breathed a sigh of relief. Tyler might love stirring the pot, but he always came through

couch, engrossed in a video game. The living room TV had been co-opted for his gaming sessions, and he sometimes

still spend hours discussing strategies and hidden

was skilled at many things, but gaming

electronics growing up, so he was no good at

more smug, and lan

Beck couldn't

at this hour? Aren't you supposed

The Sanders family affairs had always been Dylan's burden. When

for a modest monthly salary, a thankless task if there ever was one.

really run the company, spending his days indulging in leisure and pleasure. Nobody could beat him at

a lump in his

explore another secret level, probably planning to discuss it with Maja later. His lips pressed into a