Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Nathan flicked the corner of his lips before tossing his cigarette to the ground and crushing it underfoot.

"Got any more?" he asked, but then added a cautionary note, "Take it easy, though. That stuff has side effects, and it's not exactly

legal. It's a hassle to get."

"Yeah, I know."

The ringtone of his cell had silenced before Felix finally picked it up and redialed.

The moment Carol answered, his voice softened.

"Hey Carol, what's up?"

"I think I've got a fever."

"I'm on my way. Don't move around too much, just stay put."

"Okay."

Carol had been on the verge of disappointment, but she hadn't expected him to call back.

He must've been at work and didn't hear his phone.

She coughed a few times, curled up on the couch, feeling her whole body burning up with fever.

Nathan watched the scene, biting his cheek.

"Ms. Miller really can't resist you, can she? You've got a knack for playing with people's hearts, almost like you're taming her

subconsciously. But she seems clueless to it all. I reckon she's truly into you, not just playing around. Don't be too harsh, Felix."

He said this and saw Felix's expression darken.

Nathan instantly realized he might have crossed a line. Too far? What about Abner? Who was paying for the lives lost? Carol was

the daughter of an enemy, after all.

mind. My break's over, gotta

fancy. If only I'd made it to

and the boss watcheslike

walked out

finished his last half-cigarette slowly,

up sfruit and dropped by a

into her apartment, finding her still curled up, her body slick with sweat,

fed her a

look at him, a sheen of

"Felix."

got a fever. Rest

apple, and

throat

she forced down a couple

good to

arm hanging by

even the strands of hair on her

making her look vulnerable.

because of him, and now a simple act of cutting fruit had her

curled into a smirk,

but knowing he was there,

worried

again? Won't they

but Felix

more important

of warmth, resting her head on his lap, her

so tired. I need

"Sleep then."

asleep, her dreams restless and

evening, her fever had

filled with the aroma of dinner, and, stomach rumbling, she woke to find him busy

way

wash up.

she couldn't