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.

lot this

seven in the morning, Nathan

[Did it work?]

[Yeah.]

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

class. Was it really that hard to swallow your

an inexplicable irritation, stubbing out his

her that much,

words were callous, but Carol was never

fancy my face. Damn, I envy you.

[Not sure.]

sending those two words, he stared blankly

Carol

admit it, because he had

in the ways of

But she wasn't.

lit another cigarette, the restlessness inside him

Carol woke, Felix

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

wasn't there.

she felt a wave of petulance

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

blanket; was it carelessness, or had he just

as she made excuses for him in her

he was avoiding her. After

over last night, trying to

the medication when he texted her that morning, asking her not

probably to protect her.

any woman, but

beckoned her, and she had

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

ground floor, she saw Felix

he sat

up in Carol's eyes, quickly wiped

what are you

had left, but there he

up at her, serious, "I was afraid you wouldn't want to seewhen you

upset instantly healed, a smile curved her lips, "Why would you