Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ALEX

And it's taking every ounce of strength to keep my hands to myself.

Her dress slides along her thigh with the movement, exposing that smooth leg, and I let out a groan of starvation. The silk catches the low light as my gaze follows the outline of her beautiful body.

A slight tummy curved now that she's sitting and curves any man would kill for.

When I look back up, her eyes are already on me. Watching.

Neither of us speaks.

I should say something.

Anything.

But damn my throat is dry, and my pulse is pounding.

She tilts her head slowly, and I watch the way a strand of hair falls across her

cheek. My hand twitches. I want to tuck it behind her ear, but I don't.

I can't.

Instead, I stare.

At her eyes.

At the flush blooming across her skin.

At her lips.

Fuck.

My gaze lingers there too long. Her breath catches, soft and shaky, like she felt the shift in the air, too.

Her lips part just slightly, the faintest tremble betraying her composure.

She notices where I'm looking.

She knows.

But she doesn't move away.

is loud with tension so thick, electric,

same war waging inside me

then falls, slow and deliberate, like she's forcing herself

I lean in slightly.

close enough to

flick to my mouth and back up

loud knock breaks the spell, making us jump apart like children caught with hands in a cookie

fuck

adjusting her dress, looking anywhere but at me. My jaw clenches as I force myself to stand, every nerve still buzzing

open to find lan standing there with a stupid smile

"What do you want?"

I come in, or should I wait until you

arch a brow. "You knocked like the building was on

about to restart. Thought I'd check in,

shoots a pointed look over my shoulder. I don't need to turn

I say firmly, stepping out into

before lan can reply, Athena's voice

"No, you're not."

straight and her

flushed but is doing a great job at

be the death

palms down her dress again, smoothing it

"I'm staying."

"Athena..."

asking

"But you

stare at

to that, she just walks out.

isn't my favorite surgeon." Ian winks at her

she doesn't stop.

and match her

walks ahead of us when she

the deal with Arnold?" she asks,

jaw tightens as I glance at her from the corner

evenly. "But it's best you stay away from

slightly at my

in secret," she says, after a beat. "Everyone who sees us probably thinks you speak to me. because I was sponsored

halts, turning