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I was fooled into thinking the kiss we shared at the honeymoon suite was the best kiss I’d ever received.I’m kissing him right now and I’m certain my favorite activity in the world is kissing Izzy Valentine. The kiss is desperate, full of words we were never brave enough to share with each other, we cling to ourselves for oxygen, in fear that we’d each retreat to what was us just mere minutes ago, or was it days ago? I can’t tell when all I can think about is the soft of his skin, the heat of his mouth, his rough stubble on his chin, his fingers pulling me closer, and closer, like he wants to burrow under my skin, because goddammit that is exactly what I want. His lean frame shivers against me when my tongue sweeps into his seeking mouth. He whimpers, the sound addictive. My legs pry his open, pressing against his hardness, the sounds that this draws out are diabolical.The kiss is not like the honeymoon, there’s no alcohol fueled desperation, just two people finally being hones
The Temporary Husband INSTEAD OF HER
Kate was drunk yesterday, but she remembers the hex she put on my life because she brings her bottle up in a cheers motion when I walk through the doors today. My mood is shit when I plop down next to her, she doesn’t mind, she’s smiling at me. “My offer is still on, in case you want to you know, forget her.”Why does everyone keep assuming it’s a ‘her?’, why can no one see that I’m struggling because I want to kiss my husband and he is not at all willing. He gave Daniel the largest smile I’d ever seen, I didn’t want it to bother me as much as it does, but god, it does. “Him,” I correct.“Hm?” she blinks at me in confusion.I exhale. “It doesn’t matter. I want to get him out of my system, maybe if I do, I’d be able to stay in the same room as them without wanting to kill someone.” Kate gives me a perpexed look,“You know I don’t speak Russian right?”I nod, speaking the language had been on purpose, I don’t want her to know what I’ve said. I pluck the bottle from her grip, drop
The Temporary Husband BROODING MAN AT THE BAR
Izzy made breakfast this morning.Warm milk and cereal.He even waits for me to find the bowl, gives me a smirk before disappearing into his room.I laugh to myself as I sit in front of the most disgusting food choice known to man. Steam swirls above the meal, mocking me as I ditch my own opinion and take a spoonful of the food. Who knew I’d willingly eat this, because Izzy made it.It’s warm on my tongue, the taste is as bad as I knew it would be, but I can’t wipe the smile off my face as I take the second spoon, by the third spoon, the cereal is a soggy mess. I’d argued that last night, and he said this is the best part. I shake my head, still smiling.This is the best, worst meal I’d ever had in my life.But i don’t leave a single flake, finishing the entire thing Izzy made. I spend the rest of the morning going through my opponents for my next match, and then calling Thompson for updates. They are yet to be found, he asks for another one grand, which I promise to give him the
The Temporary Husband NO GROCERIES
My smile turns sour when all they do is laugh. Is this what a fan meet is supposed to sound like? I’m short of moving the heavens and the earth to get a smile, he just has to be here. I might as well not even be here, I muse, drinking water. “Maybe lunches should be this way every day,” I say keeping an eye on him.He meets my gaze but quickly averts my gaze. Frustration boils in my gut, and I snuff it out with another sip of water, it helps but not for long.We’re sitting side by side, and Daniel on the opposite side. But I might as well not be here, there’s a whole island of space between us, his eyes are on Daniel who has suddenly become the funniest person in the world. His deep, rich laugh fills the space. I like the sound, but I don’t like the source.“Excuse me,” Daniel says, getting to his feet, he plops down beside Izzy, earning a narrowed eyed look from me. Izzy stiffens but there’s still sufficient space between them so they aren’t touching. The frustration at the bottom
The Temporary Husband FAN MEET
“Today’s lunch is turkey sandwich.”Izzy stills upon getting caught sneaking out of his room like a rat. I stare at him from above my nose, hands crossed. He looks like a rat alright, hunched, nose first, left leg stretched in a bid to tip toe soundlessly. But I’d been waiting for him.This morning I barely missed him after his run, I met the sound of his door shutting once I got back from the gym though. It should have been enough. But it’s not, nothing short of kissing him, having his beautiful eyes on me would ever be enough. So, here I am, dangling turkey sandwich in front of his face, hoping he’d latch on to it.He sucks on his teeth thoughtfully, hand going to his stomach. “Still full from breakfast,”I narrow my eyes, feeling myself get irritated.“You’re still full of what? Air?”He made the smallest, saddest bowl of cereal for breakfast, just so he’d duck in fast enough. I watched from the doorway, so he’d eat something at least. He had smiled in accomplishment to himself,
The Temporary Husband WHAT IZZY DOESN'T KNOW
The call about Izzy comes three days later.An unknown caller, with Mackayla still at large, I never changed my phone number, I never declined calls from unknown callers. “It’s Izzy.” Courtney’s panicked voice comes through the speakers, jolting me awake. “Something…something’s happening. Oh god, it’s happening again.” Her voice is trembling, it’s clear she’s crying.At the mention of Izzy I’m already on my feet, shoving on jeans I’d left on the bed, heart running wild with fear. Something has happened to him. I should have called.Why was I waiting for him to call first?! It’s Izzy we’re talking about.I rush out of the apartment without bothering with socks, getting a taxi to his place is difficult. In this side of town, there’s hardly ever a taxi. And so I run most of the way, running through the dilapidated part of town, over the bridge, my stamina is great, but the fear that something has happened to him… my lungs threaten to explode. When I finally find a taxi, my leg bounce
The Temporary Husband ADDICTED
“Drop your pants, I want to suck your cock.”“What?!”Standing in the kitchen, hand on my first coffee of the day, he walks in with that statement.He was still sleeping when I got out of bed, untangling our limbs from each other, taking a short bath right after. “No good morning?” I ask, dropping
Last Updated : 2026-03-29The Temporary Husband BOXER
Ivan grins at me from the corner of his mouth.I roll my eyes at him, making a ‘tch’ sound. We made the bet, but I had no plans of honoring it. Sun had disappeared into the clouds, and there are a lot more people on the beach than there was earlier. Breeze ruffles my hair, pushing the curls aro
Last Updated : 2026-03-19The Temporary Husband MY LIFE MISSION
Ivan let them hit him on purpose.I didn’t know how to console him, so I hug him, his muscles are tense under my touch. Like he taught me to do, I pat his back, offering wordless comfort. Slowly, his muscles relax in my hold.He pulls my chin up, our eyes meet, and he brings his mouth to mine, hi
Last Updated : 2026-04-05The Temporary Husband MACKAYLA DIDN'T WIN
I burst out crying at that,“Shhh, baby, don’t cry. I’m fine.” he says, thumb cleaning my face.That earns even more tears out of me, Ivan pulls me to his chest, and he ends up comforting me instead, while broken and battered.“I’m sorry, I didn’t come here to cry, I just… I was scared something ha
Last Updated : 2026-04-05
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