Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Samantha."

He reached out, grabbing her arm in a mix of frustration and desperation.

"Cut it out, will you? You're not exactly playing it straight with others either, and I haven't made a fuss, have I? We're both in the same boat here."

His words sent a ripple of astonishment through the crowd.

And as if struck by a sudden revelation, Jessica's eyes gleamed with an opportunity.

"What? Sam's got a secret admirer? No wonder Chris has been all moody lately. Sam, that's on you then. At least Chris and I are clear-cut, no funny business."

Samantha's brows knitted in annoyance, turning to face Chris squarely.

"My secret admirer, who might that be?"

"Like you don't know," he retorted, clearly hinting at Abner again.

She couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity.

"Don't project your own sleaziness onto everyone else, Chris. If we're done, let's end it cleanly. If you go crying to my dad again, it's just going to make things ugly. It's beneath you. I'm not stopping you from seeing Jessica, so stay out of my life."

Did he really think she was without temper?

She flung the lounge door open and stormed out.

Chris, now sweating profusely, was more anxious than ever.

"Samantha!"

But Samantha didn't give him the time of day.

Jessica's

as he turned

best mood tonight.

okay, Chris. Maybe you should check on

said that, Chris might have chased after

felt embarrassed, especially since Samantha's parting words had been

now would just

school; he wouldn't be short

slumped down, drowning his confusion in three stiff drinks, the

over. She thinks I can't live

lips curled up,

me be the reason for

has nothing to

their pride, and Samantha had publicly

with everyone egging him on. Now, slightly

over

moment and seeing Chris drunk,

let me help

owned the lounge, a detail that made the offer seem all

the restroom, Jessica couldn't hold

with Jessica had always been ambiguous, but his

wasn't a fool. Jessica was easy, but Samantha was someone he'd pursued for

away, he wiped

stumbled, embarrassment written all over her

Did I overstep? I'm just... a

now would lead to rejection, but claiming. drunkenness might save

frowned but didn't