Sorry, Ex-husband You Lost Me
he asked calmly.
I swallowed hard and forced myself to step closer, even though every instinct told me not to.
“Why do you keep hurting me? I’m trying my best here, Kennedy.”
For a brief moment, he said nothing.
Then he exhaled slowly, like I was something he had grown tired of explaining himself to.
“What exactly do you think you’re doing?” he asked.
My hand had already reached for him without me realizing.
“I’m trying to get my husband to make love to me,” I said quickly, my voice shaking. “I just want you to touch me… it’s been so long.”