Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

Chapter 94 ~ Not insane

ATHENA

Alarm shoots through me for a second.

"Wait... so you're in here alone?"

He shrugs. "I like the cheese aisle."

"Well, you clearly have good taste," I murmur, then glance around again, making sure no one's watching. "Okay, I'll walk you to the entrance so you can wait safely for your dad, alright?"

He shakes his head, arms folded stubbornly. "Nope. I'll only go if you promise to play with me."

I blink. "Play with you?"

He nods, his curls bouncing. "You can be the queen, and I'll be the knight. And then maybe we can eat cheese."

I try not to laugh, but a giggle slips out anyway. "That's a very specific bribe, little man."

Rayen beams. "So, do you promise?"

I'm about to answer when I hear a voice behind me.

"She doesn't usually make promises to men under four feet, but you might be the exception."

I freeze.

I slowly turn, and there he is.

Alex.

Standing a few feet away in a white button up shirt, sleeves pushed up to reveal his smooth forearms, a coffee in one hand, and a raised brow that's already judging me in twelve different ways.

between me and

trouble, young man." he looks

immediately runs to him and grabs his hand,

see

heart stumbles

Wait, what?

stare between them, my mouth probably hanging open because

at me proudly

"See? She's pretty, right?"

I blink.

on his

I may never recover.

stare at Rayen and then back at Alex, my heart under my feet as I blink. "What- no, I mean..." I stutter, still trying to

trying so hard not to

getting louder as they argue over some random grocery item, completely oblivious to the tension

as soon as she spots us. "Oh wow, what's this? The reunion of

who's still holding his coffee cup like it's a weapon, shoots

on, cuz. This isn't the best place

she's talking about the weather. "Honestly, don't care if you're a mental case, can live with seeing

wide. I choke on my own breath. Isabelle

was about to be in a

turns slowly toward her, his brow furrowing. "Excuse me?" he asks.

let

make things any more awkward, I clear my throat. "Right, well, Isabelle and l-uh, we'll just... we go ahead and... finish shopping. You two-have fun with your um, prince." I shoot a quick look at

hand like he's

alive.

grabbing her arm and pulling her along

swallowed by the floor.

to a quieter aisle,