---- Chapter 6 I let out a cold laugh. "He's not just clueless. I'm pretty sure he fell down the stupid tree and hit every branch on the way down." We ignored Matthew's protests and slipped into David's Bentley, pulling away without a second glance. "Darling, how about we go on a honeymoon?" David said. "Sounds good," I said. "Anywhere in mind?" "You pick." Truth be told, my emotions were all over the place. I knew Matthew was a complete failure of a man, but walking away after three years wasn't something I could do without a second thought. David must have sensed the shift in my mood because he spent the drive trying to cheer me up, telling ---- ridiculous stories from his Haward days, half of which I suspected were exaggerated just to make me laugh. Meanwhile, my phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Message after message from Matthew flooded in. "Sophie, how long are you planning to keep this up? This is getting ridiculous. If you don't stop, I swear I'll lose it." I didn't reply. "Okay, fine. I admit today was my fault. I won't even make a big deal about you calling the cops. Just bring the Tesla back-I've got an important client meeting tomorrow. "T should've told you ahead of time. Leaving you hanging was wrong. But hey, I checked-tomorrow's actually a great day for getting married. 9:00 am at City Hall. I'll be there. I promise. "Sophie? Say something! I've already apologized. What more do you want? ---- "Wow. Okay, you win. Let's keep playing this game. It's not like I'm the one desperate to get married." I let out a quiet laugh as I scrolled through his increasingly frantic texts. At that moment, I was stretched out on a private beach in Solara Cay, basking in the warm sun and letting the ocean breeze wash away the last of my frustrations. As for that cheating ex and his drama queen-I'd just let them rot in their own mess. Feeling a little lighter, I turned to glance at David on the lounge chair beside me. For someone I had known most of my life, I couldn't believe I had never noticed just how good his body looked. Not just the obvious chest definition-there was a hint of a full eight-pack under that shirt. The sunlight hit his profile just right-sharp, sculpted, and flawless, like a perfect sculpture. And some parts of his body... some proportions were almost too generous to be real. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!