Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

I've never wanted an event to end as bad as I want this reception to end. But it seems I'm suffering alone because my wife is having the time of her life dancing and hugging everyone.

Including men I don't approve of.

Who invited these guys anyway?

But I let her.

Have the time of her life, I mean. Not the hugging part, I'll break the next male hand I 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 time she turns, her bare shoulders and that damn smile are on display for the whole world to see.

And I hate it.

Not because she doesn't look good.

Believe me, she looks exquisite. It's just the possessive part of me that 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, I feel a jolt of electricity shoot to all parts of my body.

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

I 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 touching me like 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.

I groan under my breath.

I am not surviving this night.

"Congratulations, son."

I turn to see my father extending his hand before pulling me into a solid hug.

her heart back. She's strong, smart, beautiful... and she clearly loves you enough to put up

wife beautiful.”

He laughs, shaking his head like

to me, cupping my face with her

says, hugging me "Oh

taught this little shit?" Dad says, making mum glare

call our son names, Eli! Especially on his wedding

woman." Noah joins us, making us all turn to face

heartwarming mother she is, pulls him

sure I didn't invite him. Dad, were you playing nice?" I hold back

Directed at Noah.

I did. Are you

husband before I call my wife to

laughs with a shake of her head. Dad hugs me one more time. I hug

my mother expresses happiness through

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

through the moment.

belongs to s

motherfucker's

sister behind my back.

lost it," I mutter

Still

I ignore him.

"Congratulations, bro," Luca adds,

me on

Vl

good on

single

miss our nights

belongs to s

in time to hear that last

takes a

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