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“Dominic,” she sighs.

“Angel.” I hold her still as I lean in and press my lips to hers. It’s chaste…ish.

I pull back enough to look her in the eyes, the gold flecks of her irises glinting at me under the party lights. “You good?”

She gives me a little nod, rolling her lips together.

“Why didn’t you reply to my text?” I ask.

Her eyes dart to look past me, but I flex my fingers against her soft skin, keeping her attention on me.

Her throat works under my thumb. “I left my phone in my purse upstairs, in the office.”

“You’ll keep it on you from now on,” I tell her.

“Yes, Dom.” The exhale of her words dances across my lips.

My eyes slowly close, and as they open, I turn to face the man standing in front of my wife.

I didn’t miss him when I was approaching.

I didn’t miss the fact that he’s the one making my woman feel uncomfortable.

And standing to my full height, I’m tempted to slap his fucking face.

“Who are you?” My tone is dangerous, even though I already know who this is.

He holds out his hand, his inferior suit bunching on his weak frame. “I’m Mr. Ritz.”

My right hand is gripping the back of Valentine’s neck, and I’m not letting go of her to touch him.

“Ricky.” I greet him using his first name. And the side of my mouth lifts the smallest amount when he visibly starts. “I’ve read a lot about you.”

He sort of chuckles, like I’m joking or making a play on words. But I’m not doing either.

If he thinks I’d let my wife work in an office with a man I haven’t thoroughly vetted, he’s dead wrong.

While Ricky stands there uncomfortably, I take Val’s drink out of her hands and bring it to my lips.

It looks like a whiskey and Coke, and after today, I could use a couple.

The sweetness hits my nose before the flavor coats my tongue, and a full smile pulls across my mouth as I swallow.

I look down at my wife. “Root beer?”

Her eyes are on my smile. “I didn’t want to drink without you here.”

I slide my hand up the length of her neck, then back down. “Well, I’m here now.” I let her see me looking at her dress. “How long do we need to stay?”

A real smile finally reaches her features. “I need to introduce you to Bri.”

“The girl from Vegas?”

Val’s eyes move up to meet mine. “Yeah. Did I tell you her name already?”

I tip my head from side to side, then go with the truth. “I saw her name on your group text.”

“Group text…?”

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