Molly''s eyes snapped open.


    She wanted to shut them again, but Sebastian''s words echoed in her head. She rolled over, now on her back, staring at Sebastian, who had barged into her room in the dead of night. "Who the hell?" she snapped.


    Sebastian''s stare was intense, and Molly''s mind was flooded with fresh memories.


    Their eyes locked, and she blinked. Feeling shy, she yanked the nket over her head, trying to dodge him.


    Sebastian yanked the nket off her again. "You told Abby you wanna marry me?"


    Molly turned over, ignoring him.


    Sebastian pulled her up from the bed. "I said yes."


    Molly''s eyes widened. "You said yes to what?"


    Sebastian smirked. "You marrying me."


    Molly was still groggy, feeling like she was in a dream.


    "Did you drink?" she asked, eyeing him suspiciously.


    Sebastian leaned in. "Can''t you smell it if I did?"


    Molly shook her head. "Then I must be dreaming."


    Sebastian reached out and pped her leg. "Does that hurt?"


    "Yeah," Molly said, stunned.


    "Still think you''re dreaming?" Sebastian added.


    Molly, now pissed, pped his shoulder in return.


    Sebastian red at her. Molly''s hand awkwardly hung in the air, and she blinked at him, unsure whether to pull it back or not.


    "You hit me, I hit you back. We''re even," she exined.


    Sebastian realized she didn''t get what he was trying to say.


    "Grandpa and Grandma agreed to let Abby marry me," he suddenly said.


    Molly shouted, "No way!"


    Sebastian started spinning his tale. "Mom''s sick, she can''t handle thepany for the next year or two. You''re still a student, and officially my sister, but legally and by blood, we''re not rted." Molly admitted it was true.


    Sebastian kept going, "How much is my annual sry? How much does MS Group make monthly?"


    Molly was doing the math in her head but hadn''t figured it out when Sebastian continued, "I''m just a regr cop. Without MS Group, with my sry, I couldn''t buy a house in Zandonick in ten years. But now, because of my job, I can''t inherit MS Group. If Mom gives it to you, I''ll have nothing."


    Sebastian didn''t wait for her to answer and kept talking, "Even if you inherit thepany and treat me well, let me ask you. Will you get married someday? If you marry someone else and have kids, won''t your kids inherit thepany? Won''t I get married too? If I have kids, won''t I lose the right to inherit thepany?"


    "Hold up! I can''t keep up," Molly interrupted.


    Sebastian said, "Mom worked her butt off to build thispany. If she gives it to you and you pass it on to your kids, it wouldn''t be fair to me."


    "That''s cool, I''ll just hand it over to your kid someday," Molly said.


    Sebastian shook his head. "No one can promise the future. If you were Mom''s real daughter, it''d be different, but you''re not. Zoey and Max treat you well now, but there''s no blood tie."


    Molly got it. Herst name was Olteran, after all.


    "So, what''s your point, Sebastian?" Molly asked. "Marry me," he said, dead serious.


    Molly stared at his intense eyes, totally floored.


    "In thepany, you need the Chase family name. Marrying me would also seriously piss off Abby. And more importantly," Sebastian nced at her neckline, "I''ve seen you naked. I gotta take responsibility." "No way! First, I don''t n on taking over MS Group. I''ll give it back to Mom when she''s better. Second, I can handle Abby without going nuclear. Andstly!"


    Molly''s face turned red as she looked into his eyes. "Let''s just pretendst night never happened and act like we both have amnesia, okay?"


    "Toote," Sebastian said.


    Molly looked at him, confused.


    "I told Mom and Dad we had sex," Sebastian added.


    Molly''s eyes went wide, her jaw dropping.


    "I even told them about the birthmark under your chest. They believed me," he continued.


    "You''re lying! They won''t buy it!" Molly screamed.


    Sebastian shrugged. "I described the birthmark''s location and size. They believed me."


    Molly, furious, climbed out of bed and punched his shoulder. "You''re lying! You saw the birthmark by ident tonight. We don''t have that kind of rtionship."


    Sebastian knew she wouldn''t calm down. He grabbed her wrists and pinned her down on the bed. "Molly, no one''s gonna believe your denial."


    Molly, still fuming, tried to headbutt him, but he dodged.


    "I''ll go back and tell Mom the truth-that you saw it by ident tonight," Molly said.


    "How was it an ident?" Sebastian retorted. "I undressed youpletely. Was that an ident? I know your bra is light blue. Was that an ident? I identally kissed you and saw your birthmark. Was that an ident? Who''s gonna believe that?"


    Molly''s face turned crimson. "But that''s exactly what happened!"


    Sebastian, still pinning her down, asked, "Even if it was an ident, who kissed me while I was sleeping at noon?"


    ''Damn Abby, how could she have spilled that?'' Molly thought.


    "I didn''t kiss your lips. I just touched the corner of your mouth, and I was faking it," Molly stammered, panicking.


    Sebastian seized the moment. "What about the picture you sent in the morning? Why was my pajama top next to you and my hair on your pillow?"


    "That was fake. I put the clothes there on purpose, and the hair was mine. I pulled out half my hair to trick her."