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“A very good guy.” She studied Joel in his tux and had to tear her gaze away. “The best guy.”
“I will confess that if he were someone else, someone who I didn’t think deserved you, I would have fought harder,” Adrían said. “He might have even gone missing.”
She faked a gasp. “And ruin my happiness?”
“The way you look right now, querida,” he nibbled on his bottom lip, “if I’d seen anything less than what I see when you look at your husband, I would have gladly ruined your happiness.”
“And selfishly wormed your way back into my heart? Sounds like something Joel would say.”
He angled his head, searching her eyes.
“What?”
He shook his head. “Nothing.”
A thought popped into her head, one Joel wouldn’t like, but the photographer was wrapping up with the guys, so the timing was perfect.
“Joel, honey?” She ran over to him, hiking up her dress. “Don’t be mad.”
“I’m already mad.” He pulled her against him. “Holy fuck, you’re gorgeous. Then the way the light’s hitting you in this dress…”
The photographer snapped a photo.
“Think we’ll make cute kids?” she asked.
“For saying that, I’m taking you somewhere and ruining this dress. But first, why would I be mad?”
“Because I want to take a picture with Adrían.”
“No.”
“For him.”
“Then it’ll be the three of us.”
“You took a picture with Sydney.”
“So, you admit it was a relationship.”
“Considering everything he’s done to help us, Joel?”
“Eesh, you take a picture with him wearing a suit while you’re wearing a wedding dress, and it’ll look like a wedding picture,” he said. “And do you know what he’ll be doing with that picture? Of my wife? Fuck, no.”
She clasped her hands. “Please?”
“So youwanthim staring at your picture with his dick in his hand?”
She tugged on his tuxedo jacket. “Did you get worse? How’d you get worse? You were possessive before, but it’s getting more aggressive as the day wears on.”
“You’re wearing a wedding dress.” He locked his hands behind her back. “You married me in front of our loved ones. You’re the mother of my children. You have my third inside you right now. I’m not opposed to killing him.”
“Please?”
“Why?”
“Because I know he’d appreciate it.”
“And that’s important…why?”
