Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch's fingers paused on the screen, and a vivid memory flashed through his mind - the day he had found Ozzy, the scrappy little

pup hiding and trembling, trying to escape attention.

The thought of Ozzy softened his expression. Initially, his arm had hung limp at his side with no intention of offering support, but

now it instinctively wrapped around her waist, holding her close in a protective embrace.

His other hand was scrolling through his contacts. He was at a friend's low-key gathering and hadn't brought his driver. Now, he

needed to call him to get Zoey home.

Just as he called a number, a group not far approached, led by Tyler, who was laughing with someone beside him, a cigarette

dangling from his fingers. Whatever joke had been told, it had Tyler's eyes crinkling with mirth, the mole on his nose more

pronounced in his amusement.

Instinctively, Fitch enveloped Zoey in his trench coat just as the call connected.

"Head over to the Sunset Hotel to pick someone up."

No sooner had he spoken than he heard Tyler's voice.

"Fitch?"

Tyler's eyes narrowed as he saw the woman in Fitch's arms, "Who is this?"

If Tyler found out it was Zoey, he'd never hear the end of it.

"A date from a matchmaking setup."

for him, listing a

recognizing the telltale signs of a date gone sideways, looking to

man out

actually seem to tolerate her -

"I'm off

pushing away the lady in your arms, why not give it a

to get a better look at the woman, Fitch interjected, "Not interested in

into her, be my

had my fill of hassles lately," Tyler chuckled, stepping back and

Zoey. Checking his phone, he noted the driver should arrive any

hand still rested on his lower back, sending a wave of heat through

to Zoey, her throat burning like fire, "Really need a

only a voice of reply came,

look for water at

unable to figure

“So thirsty, want water.”

his face, pretending

Fitch and greeting him,

information.

pulled Zoey behind a column for sprivacy, making

tempted to leave her there, but then he remembered the incident at the

family's place.

down at her, their eyes met just as she looked up. Unable to resist, his fingertips brushed her cheek, the sspot

that day, leaving

broken look had seemed to hold a thousand words, yet she settled for a simple, "Forget

fingers stroked the spot gently as

his question, he quickly pushed her away. Zoey stumbled backward against the

the impact.