She was like a magnet that men couldn't help but be drawn to. In the few hours they'd been separated, how had she found another moron who looked like he was ready to step in front of a moving car for her? Her friend Hendrix saw him first and whispered something to her. She looked up, saw him and the smile on her face disappeared, which only made him angrier. Why wasn't she happy to see him? He was her husband. She couldn't smile at other men and give him a frown. Max moved to stand between her and the other moron, asking, "Wife, you better be dressed like that for me" "Excuse me?" "Mr. Carter, what a surprise. Why are you here?" Hendrix cut in before he could answer. A wise man would have thanked him for the save but when it came to his wife, Max was anything but wise. Especially when other men were involved. He'd barely gotten her back. "You were dressed differently when we lef
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