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."

cupid for him,

a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, recognizing the telltale signs

man out

seem to tolerate her - that's

"I'm off

not pushing away the lady in

and as Tyler stepped forward to get a better look at the woman, Fitch interjected, "Not interested in

into her,

lately," Tyler chuckled, stepping

around Zoey. Checking his

back, sending a wave

alcohol was getting to Zoey, her throat burning like fire,

but only a voice of reply

did he look for water at

totally tipsy, unable

“So thirsty, want water.”

averted his face,

by, and occasionally there were srecognizing Fitch and greeting him, others

information.

irritable, he pulled Zoey behind a column for sprivacy, making her stagger a couple of

was tempted to leave her

family's place.

just as she looked up. Unable to resist,

day, leaving a red

thousand words, yet she settled for a simple,

spot gently as he asked,

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

the impact.