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.

this time, one cigarette

seven in the morning, Nathan

[Did it work?]

[Yeah.]

you going for a pig, but damn, did you really need

of class. Was it really that hard to

an inexplicable irritation, stubbing out his cigarette and replying

that much, you can try

Carol was never really

But she doesn’t fancy

[Not sure.]

words, he stared blankly

truth, he knew Carol had been

it, because he had always thought she was frivolous, with plenty of exes,

the ways of

But she wasn't.

cigarette, the restlessness

Carol woke, Felix was

the remnants of their night still

wasn't there.

of

clothes scattered on the floor and realized she was

blanket; was it carelessness, or had he

swayed as she made excuses for him

breakfast. Not seeing him around, she guessed he was avoiding her. After all, she was the one who had

coming over last night, trying to

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

probably to protect her.

woman, but in his eyes, she

her, and

as if her heart had been pricked, her complexion pale, her steps unsteady due

floor, she saw Felix sitting quietly at the entrance of

sunlight, he sat there, lost in

eyes, quickly

are

he had left, but there he was,

afraid you

curved her lips, "Why would