Countdown to My Divorce

Shiloh sent a yawning emoji.

[You guys keep chatting. I’m going to sleep. Unlike some people, I’m not that hyped.]

One by one, the rest also admitted they couldn’t stay up any longer and signed off.

Tyler scoffed in the group chat.

[Let’s be honest, you’re all useless trash.]

He put away his phone, walked out, lifted the blanket, and pulled Rachel into his arms. For once, he didn’t ask Rachel to tell a bedtime story, and yet he still managed to fall asleep.

The next morning, when Rachel woke up, her back was aching like it was about to snap, and her mind was still foggy.

She turned to glance at the man sleeping beside her. His facial features were refined, his eyelashes long, and his entire presence exuded that cold, signature aura unique to him.

Rachel rubbed her forehead in frustration, regretting how drunk she had gotten. She hadn’t even been able to recognize Tyler.

She quietly lifted the blanket and tried to sneak into the bathroom to wash her face and gather herself.

The moment she turned on the faucet and caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she froze.

Her body was covered in hickeys.

She looked down. Her pupils instantly contracted in shock.

How long had Tyler been deprived of sex? Her chest, neck, shoulders, and even her thighs had hickeys!

again, thinking back to last night, he had gone a bit too far.

seeing online that if a man stayed single for too long and went without sex, it

Tyler clearly didn’t have that

Jason was the one who gave her the key card. Why didn’t Jason show up? Why was it

had a whole list of questions she needed

of the bathroom, she saw Tyler already

on the

awkwardness between them was

with practiced ease. His arm hung lazily off the side of the couch as he flicked the

uncomfortable anywhere?”

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understood what he meant by ‘unconfortable,‘ but she didn’t know how to

forced out a reply.

about last night. I might’ve been a bit rough. I’ll be more careful next

it was the most

key in that

“Next time?”

there to be a next

Tyler could respond, the doorbell rang. He got up to open the door. Yale stood

if you need anything else,

“Okay.”

about to close, Yale caught a glimpse of Rachel standing near the bathroom and was visibly

had spent the night with Rachel–that meant he had gotten

‘Excellent!‘