Page 141 of Exes and Oh Hell No

“Istillwant to go after him.” My fists curl.

I jump to my feet, grabbing her hand. “Let’s go.”

“What the—Harper!”

Adrenaline surges. “That jackass wasrudeto my best friend. And if he touches a hair on my soon-to-be husband’s head, I’mripping his colon out and strangling him with it.”

Allie starts running beside me. “Nice visual. You’re badass, Harper.”

I flash her a grin as we sprint toward the woods.

“We’re gonna be in trouble,” I mutter.

She nods. “Connor told us to stay inside.”

“I can handle Ford. Can you handle?—”

Determination sparks in her eyes. “Connor Byrns isno matchfor me.”

I grin.

Oh,Connor better watch out.

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FORD

The woods are red from my rage.

My fists slam into bone, the crack reverberating in the night air.

Splintering it.

Blood coats my knuckles—mine and his.

I don’t stop.

Ican’tstop.

This bastardtouched my woman.

He’s been stalking her.

Taking pictures.

But the way she reacted when she saw him—when she muttered“Not again”—tells me there’s more.

Something else.

Something shedidn’ttell me.

I’ll get it out of her.

She’ll be punished for keeping secrets.

Buthim?

Jeffrey is about to take his last breath.

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