Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

They staggered and tumbled, their lips found each other in a clumsy ballet until they reached the edge of the couch.

Carol couldn't bring herself to look at his expression, "Felix."

Before she could finish, he grabbed a shirt from nearby and threw it over her head.

The next moment, Carol felt a sharp pain.

But it was a pain laced with sweetness, her cheeks on fire.

She and Felix had made love.

Her hands found his neck, and she didn’t want to remove the shirt over her head; the darkness amplified every sensation.

"Felix."

Her body trembled, her hands blindly searching until they were caught and intertwined with his, his palms as hot as if they were

harboring flames.

After an hour of passionate chaos, he withdrew.

Carol removed the shirt from her face to discover the room was pitch black.

"Did the power go out?"

"No."

He had turned off the lights.

Carol's voice was soft, almost melting. She was about to take a sip of water when he pushed her back into the embrace of the sofa.

"We're not done yet."

He began to kiss her ear, driving her wild with desire.

They continued until the break of dawn, and by then, she had no strength left, curling up in his arms and falling asleep.

Felix lay awake, gazing at the ceiling before he released her and wrapped himself in a towel, stepping out to the balcony for a

smoke.

a lot this time, one cigarette

seven in the morning,

[Did it work?]

[Yeah.]

are good, right? The doc said that stuff could get you going for a pig, but damn, did you really need to

lady of class. Was it really that hard

inexplicable irritation, stubbing out his cigarette

like her that much,

words were callous, but Carol was never

I don’t want to? But she doesn’t fancy my face. Damn, I envy

[Not sure.]

words, he stared blankly at the

knew Carol

didn’t want to admit it, because he had always thought she

the ways of

But she wasn't.

cigarette, the restlessness

Felix

on the table inside, but she felt the remnants of their night still within her. Felix hadn't bathed her, and

wasn't there.

a wave of petulance

on the

a blanket; was it carelessness, or had he

swayed as she made

didn’t touch the breakfast. Not seeing him around, she guessed he

night, trying to test her chances

he had been trapped by the medication when he texted her that morning, asking her not to

probably to protect her.

with just any woman, but in his eyes, she

even beckoned her, and

felt as if her heart had been pricked, her complexion pale, her

she reached the ground floor, she saw Felix sitting quietly at the

sunlight, he sat

Carol's eyes, quickly wiped

what are you thinking

thought he had left, but there he

was afraid you wouldn't want to

upset instantly healed, a smile curved her