Chase POV
Silence. Eventually, I glanced at Wilson, whose eyes were still cool and glacial. "You look quite pleased with yourself" I commented dryly, even as I blanched, remembering the look of devastation on Sage's face, a look that would haunt me for some time.
"I thought it was pretty clever, proposing that Sage marry Chase Callahan" Wilson's voice was smooth as he glanced at me and then he handed me the glass of brandy he'd just poured, my hand taking it gratefully and pouring it down my throat, spluttering as the liquid burned me.
"If you hadn't emphasized it I would have assumed you were trying to marry her" I growled. "As it stands, I guess I have two weeks to get used to the idea that I'll become a married man."
"You could just tell her who you are?" Wilson's eyes were filled
