All Chapters of After the Divorce : Chapter 61 - Chapter 63

Marcus's POVToday felt different. Not with Diane, not with me. But just different. Like the air was crackling with anticipation of something that would happen.I looked through the emails that had been sent, nothing showed any mishap in any jobs the guys had handled this week. But the feeling still wouldn't leave. Each time I got this feeling, it was always a day before meeting a potential new client.I wasn't meeting anyone new. But I couldn't shake it off. The steps groaned, signalling that someone was coming down. I didn't look behind me, not when I could already feel the tingling sensation down my spine.Sophia. My body had gotten so wound up about her presence that I could find her in the crowd with my eyes freaking closed.“Good morning Marcus,” Her voice was low, soft, as she walked past me toward the fridge.I stared at her for a minute, trying to think through what it was that I was meant to say. “Sophia,” I breathed the name as if it was my freaking lifeline.She didn't l

Marcus’s POVThe house was empty when I returned. Lately, it felt like no one lived here.I let out the breath that I was holding, my eyes looking around the empty living room, there was a time that Sophia would have been seated here remote in hand as she laughed at whatever show it was that caught her attention.I shook off the thought, tossing my car keys to the side. Diane wasn’t home. I knew that and thankfully, I was happy that she wasn’t here. It meant that I could breathe.Showering has become a battle, fighting the constant need to succumb to the feeling and just letting my lust take me. I heard the bedroom door opening. “Marcus?” Diane’s voice echoed through.I wiped the stray water from my face, feeling the anger boil in my chest. Why was I getting worked up that she was back? “Marcus” her voice came louder.“In here!” I yelled back.The door opened. Diane stared at me with a bright smile on her face. “Good, you are here. I was wondering if I was the only one home.”I forc