A soldier in need of a wife—that's who Heath was.

He sat down at the table in front of your father—clad in his uniform, sipping on a warm cup of tea. His gaze was intimidating, his voice as deep as the ocean when he spoke.

"So?" he said. "Where is my bride?" With his inquiry, your father gestured for you to join them. With a man as powerful as your father, it was no wonder he came to your family for your hand.

But with his age greater than yours, you could only wonder why...