Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The boss, with his voice paused, glanced towards the break room with a confused expression.

Felix's gaze followed suit, but instead of heading over, he continued to scrutinize the data in his hands.

"Make the changes. I don't want to hear any 'what ifs."" "Sure, sure." His presence was so commanding that it silenced any potential rebuttal.

Passing the report across the table, Felix glanced at his watch, and realized it was tfor the meeting on this floor.

He stood up and strode towards the conference room.

Inside the break room, Nathan stared at the shattered coffee mug on the floor.

The milky coffee was spreading everywhere, and his collar was still warm from where Carol had pulled him close, leaving a fleeting kiss on his cheek.

When Carol stepped back, she flicked to the spilled

you another one, right away," he stuttered, fumbling

a subtle shade of lipstick that morning; she stood to the side,

cup of coffee and, with his hands trembling, handed

go. I've got to head to a meeting on this floor." He grabbed a mop and started cleaning up the

aren't the best, and the machine is only semi-automatic. If you prefer a hand- ground brew,

you make mulled wine?"

of blossoms unfurling. After cleaning up and washing his hands, he rushed off to

door, all eyes

his gad on the faint trace of lipstick on Nathan's cheek. S It was barely noticeable-unless one

being late." Knowing Nathan was Felix's friend, the boss didn't

felt as if he were on fire, especially under Felix's intermittent scrutiny, which caused a cold sweat to breakout on his back. Content belongs