Chase flashed an impish grin. "If you're so eager, Grandpa, meet her yourself. Like I said, my marriage is my business, and I'm not up for any arranged stuff."

"Darn it! What's wrong with that young lady that you're so against her? You used to carry her on your back when you were kids."

"Granddad, I've given piggyback rides to plenty of girls. Am I supposed to marry all of them? Enough of this. I've got stuff to do. Gotta run." After saying that, he winked at Sasha, signaling her to end the call.

Sasha, with mischief written all over her face, teased him, "Not even curious to meet your betrothed? What if she's a knockout? You'd be missing out, buddy."

Chase rolled his eyes at her. "Even if she were Aphrodite herself, I wouldn't marry her!"

Right then, Sasha's phone pinged with a new message. It was from her mom. She tapped the screen and saw a photo of a roguish, carefree man.

widened in shock. It was none other

heart skipped a beat. [Sasha, this is the man picked out for

Meanwhile...

closed her eyes, trying to regain her composure. Now that Ian had brought her home, Sierra and Heidi wouldn't let her off easily. She

bedroom door swung open, and lan stood there in sleek black leisurewear. His dark eyes were unfathomable, his features were sharp, and the seductive curve of his eyes was enough

swoon.

and set a tray down on the nightstand. Leaning over, he planted a kiss on Clara's

"Exhausted, are you?"

was taut as she looked at him. "What do you

his lips. "I wanted to take it slow, but you kept urging me

smile deepened as he gazed at the

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