"Your dad and them are here, let's go out to greet them," Ivan said with a smile, pulling Lia Aiken with him to welcome the guests.
As they left the Main House, Lia asked him, "Was all this your plan?"
"Yes," Ivan admitted honestly at that moment.
He leaned close to Lia's ear, sneaked in a quick kiss, and said softly, "Lia, I invited your dad and them over so our families could meet and discuss our wedding plans."
Lia stopped, feeling immense happiness inside, but outwardly she teased, "Wedding plans? You haven't even proposed to me yet, and you're already thinking about the wedding?" He always moved fast; once he decided he was in love, he'd confess, and once he confessed, he'd act, leaving her little time to think it over.
It was the same now; she didn't even know about all this. In matters of the heart, Lia thought Ivan was like a swift sword, acting decisively, quickly, and intensely, and she just couldn't help but love his fast-paced style.
