No Strings Attached

Chase turned just in time to catch sight of Sasha, a mischievous smirk playing on his mouth. "You settling down with me?"

Sasha glared at him, her annoyance palpable. "Settle down with you? In your dreams!"

Wheeling over to her mother's side, she stated with solemn gravity, "Mom, there's nothing between me and him, and the baby story was a lie. Please stop involving yourself."

Carolina took her daughter's hand, offering words of comfort. "Sweetie, I know you lost the baby, and you're upset, but that's no reason to take it out on Chase. It's not his fault. You're both young. There's plenty of time for children, right Chase?" Her lips curved in a smile toward Chase, her fondness for him barely concealed.

Chase nodded, playing along with a grin. "You are right."

"Right my foot! Chase, stop making a mess and get out. You're not needed here!"

don't sound like a lady at all. Chase, if she ever speaks

picture of feigned hurt. "It's

deal? Was he just born to enjoy playing the pretend boyfriend? She kicked at Chase, her threat barely veiled. "Say one more word, and I swear I'll sew

snapped shut again. His

dear. I'm here. She won't really hurt

turned to Clara for rescue. "Clara, my mom's lost it. Help

lan pulled her back with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Let's not disturb them. Carolina's finally meeting her 'son-in-law.' We'll come back later." After a casual greeting to Carolina, he whisked Clara away. Sasha fumed behind them. "Ian, I

Clara was led away, she kept looking back. "Is it really okay to leave Sasha hanging? She only told that lie to her

leaned in, planting a kiss on her forehead, his voice a seductive murmur. "My silly wife, trust me, a little mistake isn't that bad. Who knows, maybe those two will actually

all the time. How could they possibly