No Strings Attached novel (Clara and Ian) novel Chapter 466

When one of the cousins heard the little tattletale gearing up to spill the beans, he sprinted over and whisked him away. A playful smack landed on the boy's behind. "You little traitor! If you sing, all our hard work's for nothing."

Orin, with a deadpan seriousness, retorted, "I wasn't going to snitch. I just wanted to tell Uncle Ian that Aunt Clara's looking exceptionally stunning today."

Unable to hide his pride, Ian curved his lips into a smug grin. "My bride's the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world."

Basking in the limelight, Edwin, in his crisp suit, approached. A mischievous smile played on his face. "Go on, strut your stuff. But you'll be crying later. I've got four lipstick marks here. Guess which one's Clara's, and you can go up. You get it wrong, and you're giving us a dance."

Chase was the first to raise his hand. "Dancing's a piece of cake. I'm a regular at the clubs. This won't faze me."

Roger, slightly annoyed, punched him lightly. "Cut the crap. Eddie's family now, you think this is just some ordinary dance?"

"What, you want me to strip and dance?"

The room erupted into laughter at his remark.

Edwin chuckled. "If you don't mind stripping, neither do we."

Chase gave an awkward laugh, "No way, I'm not even married yet. Can't let you guys see the goods."

He grabbed the paper with Edwin's lipstick marks and scrutinized it. "This one's Sasha's. She's got those full lips. The other three, one's gotta be Clara's, one's Elle's, and another's Christy's."

At the mention of his wife's name, Roger stepped forward, pointing at the third mark, "That's my wife's. Two left, you can't possibly guess wrong now."

Ian studied the marks. The remaining two were similar, but something felt off. He pointed to one, "This one's Clara's."

Roger's eyes widened, "You sure? I thought that was my wife's."

"I'm sure. Clara's lips are smooth. Even puckered, they wouldn't wrinkle."