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They giggled and ran away.
"Stop running the lot of you! Princess, settle down!" the head maid instructed.
"Yes, ma'am," we chorused.
Ian chuckled and then burst into peals of laughter.
"She's lying. It was only once," I defended, although it was a lie. I did it thrice at that age.
"I thought you said you didn't have any siblings?" he asked.
"I don't; those where the maids," I explained. "The youngest would be five years older than me."
"They love you," he said softly. "And they dote on you. That's basically the job description of older siblings to younger ones."
"They do," I had to admit.
Growing up with them made me realize what having older sisters would be like. Hell. We went to the dining area and from the looks of things, my parents had finished eating but a few moments ago.
"Sweetie, you're back," Mother said.
"No way, is that Dr. Ethan Sullivan?" Father asked as he saw Ian.
"Common mistake. I'm his younger brother, Ian," Ian explained without a hint of anger. He was already used to things like this happening.
"The most successful plastic surgeon in all of Richmond?" Dad raised a brow, then whispered, "Is it true you know how to make someone look young again?"
"That is what the rumors say, and I'm sure I can live up to them," Ian replied.
"Honey, I'm in luck," he said to Mom. "I'll look even better than I did in high school."
"You look perfect the way you are." She squeezed his cheek and grinned at him. Turning her attention to Ian, she said, "It's an honor to have you here. My daughter mentioned that she works at your hospital, albeit temporarily. I hope she doesn't give you any problems?"
"She is a valuable asset, and I'm still trying to convince her to come back," Ian answered.
"You flatter me," I sighed.
"I'm sure it's not flattery," Dad said. "It's my daughter he's talking about. She's always an asset wherever she goes."
"She has never let us down one bit. Truly a blessing to us both," Mother cooed.
There they go again, praising me at every chance they get. It made me happy. But with the news I came bearing, I wasn't sure they'd be so proud of me anymore. This is time for me to finally do what I want and decide if it was for my own good. Besides, they promised me that I was allowed to do what I wanted.
"Have a seat please," Dad insisted as he motioned for both of us to get seated. "Can we get you anything? Drinks?"
"Red wine?" Ian asked as he pulled out a seat for me.
"We have some," Dad replied and motioned for our butler to get the drink.
"Thank you so much," Ian said as he took his seat next to me.
"So how may we help you today?" Dad asked.
Ian being Ian went straight for it.
"I'll be brief. I desire your daughter as a bride," Ian announced with confidence.
The smile on Mom and Dad's faces quickly faded as they exchanged glances with each other.
