Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

My CEO 261

261 Is Tonight The Night?

(Winona)

"Girl, you're killing me," Lisa says, sliding the cocktail over to me with a smirk.

I take a drink and shrug.

"You're seriously trying to act all chill about this? Like, 'Oh, I'm not even sure I'll go through with it'? Come on, Winona, you've got a hall pass. Do you know how rare that is? It's like finding a damn unicorn."

"Yeah well, when it seems too good to be true, it probably is. I can't believe that Jayden won't have a problem with it later on." I don't want to set off world war three.

"It's not like he has to know."

"What if he asks me?"

"You're under no obligation to tell him anything."

"What if he says he regrets the decision?"

If he does, it's his problem. You've been honest. He doesn't own you."

I take another sip, the alcohol smooth but strong enough to warm me from the inside out. "Maybe but it's also not compulsory," I shoot back, my lips curving into a small smile.

is compulsory. And I'm telling you right now-if you don't explore at least one option tonight with at least some hot pashing, I'm disowning you as my best friend." I

drawing a few curious looks from

be just keeping my options

vibrating with excitement. "That's what I'm talking about. Keep

I'm not pressuring myself either way. I'll know

a drink and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, let

smile pulling at my lips.

sentence."

go in knowing you've seen everything else on the menu." "Speaking of the menu..." I glance around the bar, not entirely convinced I want to dive into this whole thing but there is a lot

curiosity is piqued. There are a few guys hanging around, definitely giving

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his glass in a

for your attention. He's hot, he's Interested-what more do you need?" I bite my lip, trying not to laugh. "What if I'm

ready. Trust me. You just need

casually, like this whole thing isn't messing with my

voice low and teasing, "you need to stop overthinking. This isn't calculus. You're not committing to a 30-year mortgage. You're

the guy, who's now talking to his friend but keeps throwing glances my way. He's hot, sure, but can I jump into bed with a stranger just

back and smirks.

not just flipping some switch and turning off everything we've been

and I can tell she's finally dialing back her excitement. "Okay, I get it.

do it with anyone tonight, but at least you're

breath, letting her words sink in. She's right, in a way. This isn't about