Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

"I hope whatever you called us out for is important because I'll make you pay for making me leave my honeymoon earlier than planned." I grit my teeth as I pull out a chair for my wife.

"You've been gone for a month, Alex. Please spare me the dramatics!" Sloane

rolls her eyes.

"Rayen probably thought you're both dead now." Isabelle adds, making me shoot daggers at her.

"Izzy! Don't say such things to provoke him." Athena says with a shake of her head.

I sigh, too bad she loves this red head. I would have organized a clean way for her to disappear for uttering such nonsense.

"It is very important! It's not a new sex style lesson, but it's still valid." Luca takes a seat leaning against the chair.

"You're a bunch of idiots. Sloane, why did you call us? I don't have all the time in the world."

She rolls her eyes and then leans forward.

"I'm planning lan's birthday."

The room erupts with a collective groan.

"You're kidding me," Luca mutters, slumping back in his chair like she just told him the unicorns were real. "That's the big emergency?"

"I should've stayed behind," I mutter, rubbing my jaw. "You dragged me off a private island just to plan a party for that idiot?"

"Excuse me!" Sloane raises a brow, completely unfazed. "He's your best friend! Also, if you call him names again, I'll jump you while your wife watches. Do you want her to see you being beaten up by a girl?"

She crosses her arms, pushing her silver blond hair back, I swear this girl is the reason I'm afraid of having daughters.

"It's my favorite man's birthday." She continues, " That's an emergency."

"I'm with you, girl! It's totally urgent." Athena gives her a reassuring squeeze on the hand.

“Oh for fuck's sake,” I scoff. “I haven't even approved of this relationship. If he does anything stupid, know that I'll put him six feet under, Sloane. The fucker is my best friend as you've said. So, don't put me in that position.”

"Gee, thanks for the love, dear brother." she grins, "Good to know the man I love is still on your murder list."

"He never left it," I reply flatly.

"Can we not talk about murder over cake?" Isabelle sighs, grabbing a notepad and pen from her bag. "Sloane, what's your plan? Before these cavemen start throwing punches?"

little too excited. Thrilled about planning parties for other men, Izzy?" Luca watches her with an interest and possessiveness I've never seen

know nothing about. Seeing you're a one night stand jerk

You know what?

bad at

it." Athena leans back hissing in my

"What?" I ask innocently.

making me hold back a smirk. "The opportunity

she snaps, slamming her palm on the table like a mafia boss-in-training. "Before I strangle all of you

because we know she's serious, and partly because the last time she planned something, it ended with fireworks and three security

event planner and interior designer, sometimes I suspect it has to do with her

money like there is no

know because I had to take away her black card just to limit her spending. The card I gave her had a limit of ten million dollars but she

money than she actually makes, by

be perfect," she continues, flipping open a little pink notebook with 'Chaos Coordinator' written on the cover. "And not some last-minute

likes it though," Luca

him a deadly

how 'you' like

to laugh, hiding her smile behind a coffee mug. I wrap my arm around her shoulder

theme?" Isabelle asks, twirling

come in. I don't know much about

barely know?" Luca asks in

dated for a few weeks after which went into a comma. Besides, spent the last six months in Physio, learning how to walk.

have been Luca's burial.

belongs to s

at the mention

rest to notice how guilty

her chair closer so

hair.

of his 'High intense' ability to feel in extrême, I'm sure you'll get his approval. His little excitement is the

Sloane sighs.

were having some problems with his Dad so she left for a while. Maybe if

eves us with hopeful

me only you and her matter to

in excitement as she leans forward, grabbing

really

She nods.

stretches wide, real and rare. The kind that pulls at the corners

and makes her look like the girl I remember before life knocked

sideways.