Page 114 of Capri

I kiss her forehead and let the beat of the music lead us.

“Ends of the Earth” by Ty Myers plays over the venue speakers, and the words resonate between us.

I tuck a loose curl behind her ear and caress her face gently. “Will you choose me if it comes down to it? Will you stay with me?” I whisper, feeling emotional over this incredible woman.

I don’t know why I ask it, but I have to know. Holding her right now makes me fearful of losing her. I’m never fearful. I never worry. But fuck if losing her doesn’t unlock my greatest fear of all.

Life without Capri Meadows.

Tears fill her bright blues. “You’re the only choice, Jones. Just please don’t leave me.”

She’s more precious than rubies and gold, unmeasurable in value. Yet, we share the same fears.

“I never thought it was possible to fall for someone the way I have you. You’ve been a bright spot in my life, Capri. I’m not sure I’d survive losing you.”

“It’s a good thing I’m not going anywhere then.” She smiles up at me.

“Capri.” I still.

A masculine voice I don’t recognize calls from behind me. Capri seems to know who the sound is coming from because she freezes, stopping our dancing as her eyes widen like saucers.

“Drew.”

My stomach drops. If I turn around, I know I’ll come face-to-face with the fucker who deceived my woman for far too long.

Ex-husband is too kind of a title for him.

“Can I talk to you?” he asks her, and thankfully, Capri shakes her head.

“No. Not here, Drew.” Her tone is sharp, like she’s responding as fast as possible, hoping it’ll make him leave sooner.

“Capri, come on. It’ll only take a minute.” He reaches for her arm and my body is not my own.

I fling myself around and get in his face, all while keeping my hands at a distance. “She said no.”

He looks me up and down like I’m some type of scum. “I think she can answer for herself, buddy.”

Buddy?

“Listen, fucker. We wouldn’t want to start something we can’t finish at someone else’s wedding. So how about you walk away and let her be?”

He ticks his jaw, body language indicating we aren’t finished here. “Yeah. Sure,” he says with an untamed smirk. “Talk soon, Cap.”

Cap?I’ll kill him. But I won’t cause a scene and embarrass Capri in the process. He’s not worth it.

“I’m so sorry, Jones. I didn’t know he would be here.”

I pull her to me, needing a moment to steady myself. “Shhh. It’s okay. He was your husband. I guess it would be strange for me not to consider it a possibility. Are you okay?”

She nods. “Yeah. I’m not sure why he wants to talk to me. Probably just to make sure I see he’s here.”

What a prick.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

“I have nothing to say to him. We were done for good once those papers were signed.”

I kiss her softly. “Then, we enjoy our night together. Sound good, beautiful?”

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