My Ex-husband Wants me Back
She bit her lower lip, giving him a look he couldn’t resist.
“Alright…” Nathan muttered, heat already rising in his eyes.
Andrea swayed her hips as she walked away, throwing him a playful glance.
“I’ll be quick, baby, don’t miss me too much.” The bathroom door shut softly behind her.
Nathan sat back on the bed, arms crossed. His eyes fell on her phone near the pillow. It buzzed suddenly, screen glowing. Nathan leaned forward, frowning. A message flashed from a name saved as Velvet:
“Can we arrange to meet up tomorrow night. I can’t stop thinking about your body.”