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

in the morning, Nathan

[Did it work?]

[Yeah.]

The doc said that stuff could get you going for a pig, but damn, did

of class. Was it really

out his cigarette and

like her that much, you can

Carol

But she doesn’t fancy my face. Damn, I envy you. Was she

[Not sure.]

sending those two words, he stared blankly

truth, he knew Carol

want to admit it, because he had

ways of

But she wasn't.

another cigarette, the restlessness

woke, Felix was already

but she felt the remnants of their night

wasn't there.

felt a wave of petulance rose within her; she

managed to dress herself in the clothes scattered on the floor and realized she was coming down

with a blanket; was it carelessness, or had he just not

made excuses for

seeing him around, she guessed he was avoiding her. After all,

over last night, trying to test her chances with

medication when he texted

probably to protect her.

woman, but in his eyes, she must have

even beckoned her, and she

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

floor, she saw Felix

sat there,

quickly wiped away as she slowly

are you thinking

had left,

looked up at her, serious, "I was afraid you

smile curved her lips, "Why would you