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!"
Carolina shot her daughter a stern look. "What kind of language is that? You don't sound like a lady at all. Chase, if she ever speaks to you like that again, you tell me, and I'll set her straight."
Chase shook his head, his expression a picture of feigned hurt. "It's okay, Carolina. I'm used to it."
Sasha was itching to throttle him. What was this guy'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 your mouth shut."
Chase's mouth, which had just opened to respond, snapped shut again. His lips were pressed tightly together as he gave Carolina a pitiful look.
Carolina patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, dear. I'm here. She won't really hurt you. Speak your mind."
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