Page 176 of Exes and Oh Hell No

“But—”

His words die in his throat.

“It. Will. Wait.”

He mutters a prayer.

Connor leans against the wall, laughing his ass off.

Harper joins in, her laughter mingling with his as I storm through the hallway.

Because she loves this.

She loves when I lose control.

And she knows exactly what’s coming next.

Because she’s mine.

And right now?

She’s about to be remindedexactlywhat that means.

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Idon’t hear the music.

I don’t see anyone else.

I don’t care about anything excepther.

The moment Harper steps into view, I stop breathing.

Because she’s fuckingstunning.

White dress, hugging her curves, her eyes locked on me like I’m the only thing that exists.

And fuck, I feel feral.

Like I need to lock this down immediately.

Like I need to get through this ceremony as fast as humanly possible.

She steps closer, smirking like she knows exactly what I’m thinking.

Because she does.

By the time she reaches me, I can’t even pretend to be civilized anymore.

Connor starts officiating.

I don’t hear a single fucking word.

I’m too busy memorizing her.

My wild, reckless, trouble-making woman.

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