"Get your hands off her."
He took a step forward, but he stopped when the lady turned towards him. His breath caught.
He knew her. Personally. Physically.
But he didn't know if he was taken aback by her beauty, or by the fact that she was the Ava Grayson he was supposed to get married to.
It was her beauty, he concluded.
Trying to mask his outright astonishment, he moved closer to them.
"Darrell, what's going on?" He asked, gently taking Ava's arms and pulling her a bit towards him.
Ava did a double take. Did they know each other?
She sighed. Surprises keep popping out of nowhere.
Darrell looked forlorn. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. He stepped back and observed her.
Luke came forward. "Darrell, do you realize this is Ava Grayson?"
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