After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#154 “Aren’t You A bit Cocky?”

Alexander returned to the table with two glasses in hand. He handed one to Sophia. He gently kissed her forehead before settling into his chair.

“What was so secret Michael had to say?” Sophia asked, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

“Why did you think it was a secret?” Alexander sneered, his eyes holding a trace of the weight of the revelation.

“Why do you always forget that you’re talking to a lawyer? Seriously, ‘Come and get drinks with me’.” Sophia tried to imitate Michael’s voice. “That’s so obvious, Alex,”

“I really like it when you call me by my first name,” Alexander replied smugly, a subtle acknowledgment of the intimacy between them.

“Don’t twist the subject.”

“My father is back according to Michael. He also has concerns that he is up to something.”

Sophia’s expression shifted from playful to contemplative as she took a sip of her cocktail, the cool liquid contrast to the warmth of the news.

“And he decided to warn you?” Sophia’s surprise lingered in her eyes.

“The only thing Michael hates more than me is our father. I would do the same,” Alexander replied, his nonchalant shrug belying the complexity of the family dynamics.

“What could it be…”

“Let’s not mention my father tonight. Michael was more than enough for me anyway.”

and understanding melody that

We won’t mention

of their intimacy. As their fingers intertwined, a current of electricity seemed to dance

at the unspoken connection, wondering if her body would ever cease to react so profoundly whenever Alexander

thinking about?” Alexander asked, his eyes focused on Sophia’s

she replied, her gaze

“And what about us?”

it wasn’t until we got divorced that we

grinned, a playful

confused, turned

“That you love me.”

lower lip nervously, her eyes reflecting a mix of vulnerability and hesitation. Carefully choosing her words, she said, “I think you are

me, but you’re

a bit

a childhood story, everything. And I think you would never

was scared for you,”

I don’t even think you’ve admitted it to yourself. Because if you say it out loud, you will be completely unprotected

“This is not…”

let alone break your heart. But if you’re not ready yet, I understand. But I

words. He smiled at her stunned expression, his eyes filled with understanding and warmth. Without

as Alexander continued to kiss her. His lips were a gentle caress, yet there was an underlying insistence that made her feel like the air he needed

controlled exterior crumbled in the wake of their shared

Alexander breathed, their lips momentarily parting. “Do you want me to call the