Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

I've never wanted an event to end as bad as | want this reception to end. But it seems I'm suffering alone

because my wife is having the tof her life dancing and hugging everyone.

Including men | don't approve of.

Who invited these guys anyway?

But I let her.

Have the tof her life, | mean. Not the hugging part, I'll break the next male hand | see trying to touch her

bare back.

She's changed into this body-hugging dress that's doing things to my sanity. It clings to her curves like a second

skin, low in the back, high on danger. And every tshe turns, her bare shoulders and that damn smile are on

display for the whole world to see.

And | hate it.

Not because she doesn't look good.

Believe me, she looks exquisite. It's just the possessive part ofthat wants to keep her to myself so no one

else sees her like this.

Temptations...

"Are you okay, dear husband?" Her sweet voice reaches my ears, and when she places a hand on my back, | feel

a jolt of electricity shoot to all parts of my body.

"Unless you want to end the celebration early, | suggest you refrain from touching me, baby."

| murmur the warning, my jaw tight as her fingers continue to brush teasingly along my back. She only grins at

that. Of course, she doesn't stop touchinglike she knows exactly what she's doing to me.

"You started it," she whispers, batting her lashes up at me, her lips curved in a way that makes it very hard to

behave. Then she winks and walks away to greet someone else, swaying her hips in the process.

| groan under my breath.

| am not surviving this night.

"Congratulations, son."

| turn to see my father extending his hand before pullinginto a solid hug.

"You did good. You finally won her heart back. She's strong, smart, beautiful... and she clearly loves you enough

to put up with your shit."

"I'm pretty sure | don't like my father calling my wife beautiful.” | narrow my eyes, making him throw his head

back in laughter.

"I said the sthing to my father!" He laughs, shaking his head like he can't believe | just said that.

Before | can get any words out, my mother walks up to me, cupping my face with her soft hands, her eyes full of

emotion.

"You madeproud, Alex," she says, hugging"Oh my precious boy!"

"See how much | taught this little shit?" Dad says, making mum glare at him.

"Don't call our son names, Eli! Especially on his wedding day."

"Second wedding. With the swoman." Noah joins us, making us all turn to face him.

"Noah. | didn't think you'd make it." Mum, being the heartwarming mother she is, pulls him into a hug as well.

"I'm pretty sure | didn't invite him. Dad, were you playing nice?" | hold back a laugh but pause when | notice the

look of respect in his eyes.

Directed at Noah.

"Yes | did. Are you jealous?"

"Mum, take your husband before I call my wife to rain havoc on him!"

Mum laughs with a shake of her head. Dad hugsone more time. | hug him back, and mum holds her mouth.

Apparently, my mother expresses happiness through lots and lots of tears.

"Well, look at you. The untouchable Alexander King, now husband of the year." He grins, raising a champagne

glass. "If had money on who'd get married last wouldve bet.my fortune on you." Tan's voice stice

through the moment.

belongs to s

| still feel like breaking the motherfucker's skull for dating my cousin-now little

sister behind my back.

"And you'd have lost it," | mutter dryly.

"Oh, definitely. Still worth it."

| ignore him.

"Congratulations, bro," Luca adds,

clappingon the shoulder.

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"Marriage looks good on you. Not as

good as single life, though. m

gonna miss our nights out

belongs to s

Athena appears just in tto hear that last line, shooting Luca a glare so sharp

he actually takes a step back.

"Say that again and I'll make sure your next date hears about it," she says sweetly.

Luca chuckles, putting his hands in his pockets, "My date knows that very well."

As we all laugh and the music continues to play again in the background, Athena slips her hand into mine.

"Think you'll survive the rest of tonight?" she asks, her lips brushing my jaw.

"lI won't," | admit, pulling her closer. "But one more dance can't hurt. Givesan excuse to touch my ass."

"Alex!" My wife blushes as she hisses under her breath.

| chuckle as | place my hands on her curves before sliding them behind. | bend

slightly so | can whisper in her ears,

"I can't wait to have you all to myself, so | can bury myself inside you."

"Alex, Stop it!" Her face reddens as | lean in to kiss her.

| married a goddess.

So, I'm

soon. 'Wed to worship her and

soon, I'll do it properly, without interruptions without holding bac and definitely without clothes. s

She looks up atthrough her lashes, her eyes full of heat.

"I love you," she whispers.

"I love you more," | respond, placing another kiss on her cheek.

"Not possible."

"Wanna bet?" | smirk, tightening my hold as the song slows.

"One last dance, Mr. King?" she teases.

| twirl her slowly, the room spinning with us

"Anything you want, baby."

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