Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Carol bit into him hard, and both of their mouths were filled with the taste of blood.

But he didn't stop.

How could two people be so physically close, yet their souls drifting further apart?

Carol was forced to tilt her head back slightly, gasping for air under his kisses.

After what felt like an eternity, Felix released her chin, his hands gripping her waist.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

The pain turned her face pale; she wasn't moved by this, not at all.

But he didn't seem to care about that, his grip on her waist unyielding, as if he wanted to shatter her into pieces.

When it was over, Carol's forehead was slick with sweat.

She lay on the bed, utterly drained, not even considering the possibility of getting up.

A rustle beside her, and then Felix was wiping her brow with a tissue.

"Get out."

Her voice was hoarse when she said the words; exhaustion made it difficult to even glare at him. She surrendered to sleep.

Felix covered her with a blanket, tucked it in, and then he went outside to smoke, staring up at the sky.

cold outside, a wind shaking the

smoked one cigarette but it wasn't enough, so he smoked a second, quietly watching the sky

minutes before midnight, he turned to wake

hours, every movement a

up to watch the

He shook her gently.

her head under

peeled it away, only to be

an hour, and had regained a bit of strength, but the slap wasn't hard enough to leave a mark

face darkened as

want to

her from the bed, threw a heavy coat over her, and carried her to the

nestled in his embrace, she inhaled his familiar scent,

exactly midnight, the fireworks exploded, and the sky ablaze with

you need to find the

President Miller had bought it for

the fireworks annually, but

what she had taken all

watched now were the

too tired to

and

unwilling to

as the fireworks burst? Was it "Happy Christmas"

attention and didn't

in bed, she closed her eyes

flipped her over and began anew

eyes snapped open,

in heat tonight?"