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.

did good. You finally won her heart back. She's strong, smart, beautiful...

like my father calling my wife beautiful.” I narrow my eyes,

same thing to my father!" He laughs, shaking

words out, my mother walks up to me, cupping my face

me proud, Alex," she says, hugging

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

son names, Eli! Especially on

wedding. With the same woman." Noah joins us, making us

Mum, being the heartwarming mother she is, pulls him

back a laugh but pause

Directed at Noah.

I did. Are

husband before I call my wife

of her head. Dad hugs me one more time.

my mother expresses happiness through

raising a champagne glass. "If had money

through the moment.

belongs to s

like breaking the motherfucker's skull for dating

sister behind my back.

have lost it," I

definitely. Still worth

I ignore him.

"Congratulations, bro," Luca adds,

me on the

Vl

good on

as single life, though.

miss our nights

belongs to s

appears just in time to hear that last line, shooting Luca a

takes a

make sure your next date hears about it,"