9 PARTY DISPUTE

ARIEL’S POV

Luke, dressed boldly in his suit, had his arm stretched out to me. He was offering to dance with me, and I was just staring at him, simply surprised, without uttering a word.

What the hell was he doing? Was this really happening? I didn’t really think so; I was probably thinking nonsense again.

“Is this real?” I asked, confused about what to do. I didn’t know why I kept thinking about this man. I thought these past five years would have erased him from my head for good.

“What do you think?” He asked with a charming smile, winking at me.

I couldn’t help but frown at him. Memories of our past flooded my mind, bringing back all the pain and hurt he had caused me. I turned away from him, not wanting to relive those

moments.

“What’s the problem, pretty? Don’t you want to dance?” Luke persisted, his hand still outstretched to me.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. “Please pinch me,” I blurted out, my eyes still shut tight.

“Pinch you?” Luke repeated, his tone sounding confused. “Why in the world should I pinch you?”

“Pinch me,” I repeated, opening my eyes to meet his gaze. “I need to make sure this isn’t a dream.”

“Instead of pinching you, I’d rather stick my fingers in your ass.” Luke teased.

And yeah, this wasn’t some silly imagination of mine.

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I gave him an unserious look. “You’d rather stick your fingers in my ass?” I questioned him, raising an eyebrow.

“Yeah, I think I’ve done that before.” He gave me a mocking smile.

“Okay, that’s it!” I spoke up, my voice laced with irritation. “You can go get yourself another lady. Dance with her, and when the two of you are done, you can stick your good–for–nothing fingers in her ass.”

Luke gave me an incredulous look, clearly taken aback by my outburst. “Wow, I see Canada has changed you a lot.”

“No! That’s where you’re mistaking,” I retorted without hesitation. “You’re the one who changed me.”

come on now; by the time you left, you were a soft little pillow.”

actions had to make me

want to dance with me or not?” He tried to change

to you before. You can

turned around, surveying the people

song. “I can’t seem to find anybody. Most of the ladies here are middle–aged

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one of them,” I brought out, and he gave me a crazy

you say

dryly, bitterness creeping into my voice. ” That was definitely why you never

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this topic back

eyebrow. “I’m just giving you a brief summary of how wicked you

I look like a wicked man to you?”

his question in a mocking, tone. “Luke, do you want me to start telling you

fix our marriage for money, knowing fully well that I had someone else in mind. If anyone were in my shoes, the person would have

disbelief. “I don’t really

“Why am I even

you’re feeling

you just say?” He

like you didn’t hear me. I’m not going to repeat myself.” I directed my eyes to the other people

Andre, who was

you: we didn’t go out separate

he said nonchalantly.

acidic smile. “You’re asking me this question, making it look

your boyfriend?” Luke arched an eyebrow. He seemed eager

muttered, wrapping my arm around Andre’s neck before taking a look at Luke once again. “Don’t this face look

Andre, Luke furrowed his brows. I could see the bewilderment in

Andre, and I still noticed how he was giving that phone all of his attention. So I snatched it from

look at that moment. “Why would you do

throat. “I was introducing you to

he quickly shook hands with him. “Luke Reynold, it’s an honor to be

you are,” I

tried

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