Dear Ex Wife Please take me back by The Every Woman

ATHENA

"Is he asleep?" Alex asks, his voice low and surprisingly gentle.

I nod, brushing Rayen's hair back one last time before zipping up the side of his tent.

"Out like a light. Thanks to all the singing we did!" I throw him a pointed look.

But instead of responding, he smiles, and I swear I feel my ovaries shift.

It should be illegal for your enemy to look this good!

The fake forest around us is finally quiet. A few kids are still whispering in their tents, giggling under their fairy light strings, but for the most part, the fantasy campsite is winding down.

The parents, according to the schedule, are supposed to sleep in nearby guest rooms so the kids could feel independent but still stay safe.

I straighten and stretch my back, wincing slightly.

"Where am I sleeping?"

"We need to check the list," Alex replies, pulling out his phone and scrolling through something.

"Please don't tell me you're the one who made the list."

He gives me that maddening look, the one where he pretends to be innocent but already knows he's done something outrageous.

"I delegated."

"To who? Satan?"

"Close enough."

I groan.

"Well?" I press, crossing my arms as he looks at me with a serious face. But he

can't fool me, I can see his eyes dancing in excitement.

"You're in Room 207." He says.

I ask with a raised

"207."

my mouth to keep myself from laughing too hard as we walk

on me. Can you believe I heard you say

nods once. "That's what I

my chest after he has

207...the

smile deepens. "Exactly

I blink.

how room

Two

like. "There are at least fifty rooms

it would be best if all parents

Anna?"I mutter, folding

"Rayen's teacher?"

name is Mary.

easily." He places his hands in his pockets while fixing that

he smells and looks so good even after the kids play

eyes. "You planned

heart, all mock innocence. "Athena, I

roll my eyes so hard I'm worried they might stick. "I'll just talk

smoothly. "There was a mix-up with a wedding party. We're

I was married to you for three years. Your hotels never host weddings. You always said

says, leaning in just

but he follows, his tone gentler now, lower. "I won't make you uncomfortable. You'll have your space. I'll sleep on the

"Dramatic much?"

"He

something in it twists in my

don't trust

you. But being ear you, even if it's just in silence, even if you barely look at me, feels better than being

I freeze.

trying to trick you, Athena," he continues softly. "I just want a chance to prove that I

and I desperately

be yout man. "n