Natalie’s smile twitched. It was their first meeting. How could she possibly know if she liked him?
Before she could answer, her grandfather continued, “Hehe… Well, it’s good if you like him, Natty. But if you don’t, that’s fine too! You were always talking about building your own harem, and you haven’t even started yet.”
“I’ve scouted a few handsome young men recently. If you like, you can take them all home and have some fun,” he said, patting his chest proudly. “There’s the elegant, artistic type, the muscular type, the mature, older man type, and the fresh-faced pretty boy type. I guarantee, each one is more handsome than the last. You’ll love them. Want to go see them now? I can take you.”
Natalie was speechless. Queena’s jaw dropped. The old man was wilder than most people her age. Was he serious? She then realized it had been a long time since her grandfather had called her ‘Natty.’
Her eyes welled up. “Not tonight, Grandpa. Tomorrow.”
The words had barely left her mouth when a chilling presence washed over her. She looked up and saw Sebastian standing across from them. She froze. What was he doing here? He must have heard what she and her grandfather were talking about. Good. The more he heard, the better. They were divorced, after all.
Grandpa is the ultimate wingman! she thought, a thrill running through her.
She straightened up, ignoring the icy glare radiating from Sebastian. That man only saved his gentle expressions for Joanna. She happily looped her arm through her grandfather’s, her smile brighter than a flower. “Grandpa, Queena, let’s go home. Mr. Monroe and I agreed to meet again tomorrow. He just got back to the country and doesn’t know his way around, so I offered to show him the sights.”
Mr. Sanders Sr. beamed. “That’s wonderful! Natty, you have excellent taste. That boy is handsome and debonair. He’s so good-looking he could get away with murder. And with a granddaughter as beautiful as mine, he won’t stand a chance. You’ll have him wrapped around your finger without even trying.”
Natalie’s jaw dropped. Grandpa’s really hamming it up tonight, isn’t he?

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