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Needing her.

Wanting her in every possible way.

Possessiveness washed over me at a rapid speed, spreading clear across the small distance between us.

“There you are, Ethan,” Varissa interrupted, stopping me dead in my tracks.

“I’ve been looking all over for you.” She spun to Livvy. “Can I just tell you that you’re going to make such a gorgeous bride? Your fiancé won’t stop talking about you. I hope to find a love like that one day, but who knows… maybe your wedding will bring me luck.” As if on cue, Varissa locked eyes with me. “I’d love to catch the bouquet.”

“There’s my gorgeous bride,” Beau exclaimed, reaching for her hand. “Mr. Charlesworth wants to meet you.” He nodded to Varissa and me. “If you’ll excuse us.”

After they were gone, Varissa smirked. “Dance with me.”

I simply nodded, and she grabbed my hand, leading me to the dance floor before I wrapped my arm around her lower back. She placed her left hand on my shoulder, and we entwined our other hands at our sides.

Varissa didn’t hesitate to set her leg between mine, so she was straddling my thigh.

She allowed no distance between us, purring in my ear, “I’ve missed you so much, Ethan.”

When Livvy came into sight, she was already glaring daggers in our direction. As always, her fiancé was oblivious to her, paying more attention to whoever’s ass he was kissing. I could physically feel Livvy’s restraint being stretched to the max. Her collected composure cracked momentarily as her eyes turned murderous, her nostrils flaring for a split second.

It only confirmed what I already knew.

She still fucking loved me.

Heart.

Body.

Soul.

I continued to dance with Varissa while Livvy’s fiery stare burned into my skin.

Nothing could have prepared me for her reaction.

ChapterTwenty-Five

Ethan

She knewdamn well she was the only woman who always faithfully had my attention and devotion.

After the song was over, Varissa went to the bathroom, and I asked Livvy to dance. Despite being pissed for no reason whatsoever, she agreed. The last thing she wanted to do was make a scene, and that was exactly what would happen if she hauled ass away from me.

I hooked my arm around her lower back, placing her right hand into my left at our sides, and proceeded to dance with her.

“Are you two going to have a sleepover tonight?”

“Why does it matter?”

“Because my room is next to yours, and she seems like a screamer.” She pushed off my chest a little too hard into a turn, spinning back into our hold.

“She’s not any louder than you were.”

Her lips parted, and I affectionately moved my right hand to the back of her neck as we started to dance effortlessly around the room like we were the only two people in the space. To an outsider looking in, we were simply two childhood best friends fondly dancing together.

“Whatever,” Livvy snapped, playing it off like I wasn’t on to her.

The violins from the orchestra hit a high point in the ballad, and I wrapped her left arm around my neck. We gazed deep into each other’s eyes, and the intensity of the music took over, only adding to the craze of our heated expression.

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