Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Dazed by his kisses, Maja couldn’t even muster a word.

Ian had enveloped her twice in the hot tub, then lifted her up and pressed her against the wall of the changing room. It was as if he was savoring a feast he knew he wouldn’t have access to for a while.

Maja eventually fell asleep from exhaustion, only to awaken the following evening.

Her body felt limp and drained, and upon seeing the familiar ceiling, she recognized that she was in the Greenfield Gardens.

Images from the night before flashed intermittently in her mind. First it was surprise, then anger that made her chest tremble.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, the door opened, and in walked Ian, carrying a bowl of oatmeal.

“Maja, you’re awake.”

Maja took a deep breath, her expression turning cold.

“Explain.”

Setting the oatmeal aside, he stirred it with a spoon, blew on it gently, and brought it to her lips.

“First, eat.”

Maja turned her head away. She was too angry to speak, let alone eat.

Ian put down the spoon and sighed softly, pulling out the recording from last night.

“This isn’t right.”

“What’s not right about it?”

“You’ll blame me when you sober up.”

“I won’t. I initiated it.”

He lowered his eyelashes and continued stirring the oatmeal, silent, yet his message was clear.

upon hearing the recording, Maja felt a sudden

she who

that Ian had warned her not to drink too much last night, but she was distracted by

remember the rest, only the

her last night, but it had been a long

still

She wanted to comfort him, but remembering their complicated relationship,

oatmeal back down, he slowly rose. “I’ll have Jeff take

guilt peaked at his

to work overtime. There’s a lot of work left at the

his bandaged hand

was wrapped, and several blisters were visible on his fingertips. Frowning, she wondered how he

walked to the door, where he

is ready. Should I take it

burned his hand

to force, but gentleness

voice rang

home. I know you’ve had some

she had always thought Ian was

he would not hesitate to say

set a trap last night, forcing her, but it turned out that she was charmed by his handsome face after

had always been fond of Ian’s face and his long, slender hands. She

drunk, she might have done something she wasn’t

he was misunderstood. He just played

moment. She wanted to

dressed

his endurance in bed. He was

she slowly made her way to the

was a

“Ian.”

she could finish her sentence, his