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"Nah, man. I don't know what you're talking about."

"I have video, still photographs, all the evidence I need to turn this over to the police." Omar spoke on his phone, and within minutes, he waved to a couple of police officers who were making their way to him.

"Hey, I didn't do anything." The guy suddenly looked worried that he was going to get arrested.

Which made Sascha wonder if he'd been arrested for crimes before. Maybe for something a lot more serious.

Omar greeted the officers and told them he was the security hired by Gregory Landry to protect Sascha Lassiter and the other ladies in their party after the attempts on her life and Gregory's. Then he showed the officers the video he had taken of the harasser and the photos.

One of the officers asked for the harasser's ID. "You have an arrest warrant out for you for sexual abuse." Then they took the man into custody. The officer turned to Omar and said, "If you need our services, just call us."

"I will. Thanks."

When they hauled the criminal off, Omar rejoined Sascha and the others. "The guy's got a rap sheet a mile long of sexual assaults and abuse."

"I didn't even know you were filming him," Kat said.

"It's the best way to prove he was doing what he denied doing. And I had notified the police, worried he was going to pick up a woman, and she would be in harm’s way."

"You said you were beach security to the guy initially," Sascha said.

"Yep, beach security for you. The officer looked up Gregory's pending cases and realized everything I said was true."

"Well," Aunt Meg said, "your way was much more permanent and worked out great."

"But we all had a laugh at the way you handled it," Sascha said.

"Wait, Meg. You caused him to fall on his face in the sand over and over again? And lose his bathing shorts?" Mrs. Landry asked.

"Yes."

Mrs. Landry smiled. "I'm going to have to take you with me to some of the wives' socials I go to. A couple of the women there are so catty. I would love to see them get their comeuppance."

"Just tell me when, and I'll be there."

Sascha loved seeing her aunt and Gregory's mom get together, even if they planned to get into mischief.

22

After their bachelor and bachelorette parties, Gregory and Sascha had such a wonderful time co-mingling, but now it was time for everyone to head back home.

They ended up taking two private planes back home, but they switched around on who was flying with whom. Kat and Prescott, Gregory and Sascha, and Rose and Lucy rode back in one plane with Henry and Nick. The others took the other plane back.

Gregory didn’t think Lucy and Damon would ever make it if they were married for five years.

On the trip home, he got a call about the merger.

When they arrived back home, Gregory kissed Sascha and gave her one last hug. Even though he wanted to get this business over with, he really wanted to spend the rest of the day with Sascha. “I need to go in about that merger with Cochran.”

“You do.” She kissed his cheek. “I’m just going to unpack.”

“Don’t go anywhere without a bodyguard.”

“Yes, sir.”

Then he hugged her again and left with Nick and Henry.

Omar and Red stayed to watch the house and keep Sascha safe.