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, and

it in her eyes. The same war

rises, then falls, slow and deliberate, like

I lean in slightly.

enough to feel

flick to my mouth and back up

us jump apart like children caught with hands

fuck is

me. My jaw clenches as I force myself to stand, every

the door open to find lan standing there with a stupid smile I want to

"What do you want?"

wait until you two are done...

arch a brow. "You knocked like the building

We're lucky the blackout didn't turn into a goddamn riot. The event's about to restart. Thought I'd check in, make sure you're

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

home," I say firmly, stepping out into the hallway,

before lan can reply, Athena's voice cuts

"No, you're not."

her spine straight and her beautiful eyes locked onto

but is doing a great

be the death of

her dress again,

"I'm staying."

"Athena..."

Wasn't asking

flick to me. "But you can go if you

at her.

that, she just walks out.

favorite surgeon." Ian winks

she doesn't stop.

join her and match

ahead of us when

Arnold?" she asks,

tightens as I glance at her from the corner

I say evenly. "But it's best you stay

brows knit slightly at my tone, but she

us probably thinks you speak to me. because I was sponsored by

turning to face