Sleeping With Your Ex Novels & Stories

My boyfriend Zane Shaw's ex, Mia Zimmer, has another sleepwalking episode and shows up at our door in the middle of the night. Zane doesn't even hesitate. As if he's done this countless times before, he leads her straight into our master bedroom, settles her into our bed, and gently coaxes her back to sleep. I stand in the doorway, watching the tenderness in his expression. "Zane, what's the excuse this time?" He doesn't even turn around. After a brief silence, he answers impatiently, "You'll get used to it." So this time, there isn't even an excuse. I'm simply expected to get used to another woman showing up at our home in the middle of the night and to my boyfriend's ex sleeping in ou

Listen to me, please," I pleaded, as if it were a matter of life and death, while she let out a huge laugh as she saw me faint. "Jacob, you're crying again, the day you and I met we didn't do anything, we didn't sleep, we didn't have sex, we just kissed, but you started crying remembering your ex-wife, and finally we fell asleep, why are you asking me this?" Try to calm down, please.

He didn't complain about the fact that he was now balanced precariously on the very edge of the king-sized bed with only a sliver of sheet to his name. The "What just happened?" hook of the night occurred just as my eyes were finally drifting shut and the silence was replaced by a muffled and rhythmic buzzing. It wasn't the sharp trill of a standard phone but a heavy and persistent vibration that seemed to be coming from the very center of my pillow mountain. I realized with a jolt of adrenaline that in my sleep-deprived nesting frenzy I had accidentally tucked Dominic’s emergency satellite phone into the "foundation" of my bed.

Motioning a hand over the other, she exhaled and calmly returned to the bed. "Alright then. You begin." I left the edge to a more comfortable position, propping my elbows on my laps. "I slept with Kyle yesterday. It wasn't the right time to be fucking him, but with you gone and our relationship hanging on a thread, I needed the distraction." I narrow my gaze, taunting her with a gleaming look in my eyes. "Stop looking at me like that!" She shrieks, covering her face in her palms. "It seems we are in sync."

My hand glided across his chest as I held his gaze. “This is what I missed the most…sleeping with you. That was the hardest part about losing you…sleeping in that big bed alone.” I stared at his chest as I remembered the nights I’d cried myself to sleep.

“Or go back to sleep. You can do a sleep study on me.” “I like the way that sounds.” I let my eyes fall shut, head dropping to the side to rest against Alyson’s. All the awkward tension melted away the moment we got into bed together last night. We didn’t have sex again, but the moment we laid down together, things felt back to how they should be.

I just sent Jane a message, promising we’d meet again sometime. While sitting here on the bus, I couldn’t help but replay that heated moment with my ex-husband. Why did I give in to him so easily? Technically, I’m free to date and sleep with anyone now, but I just can’t seem to do it. Yet with this foolish ex-husband of mine, I spread my legs without hesitation. I gave myself a mental slap. What if Jasper’s wife finds out he slept with his ex? My goodness! I don’t want to be an esKABITse! (KABIT means the other woman or third party in a relationship.)

“People cheat... because that’s what people do. Even when it’s not fun. Even when it hurts. They do it because it makes them feel alive.” There was no bitterness in his voice. No judgment. Just honesty. “Are we gonna end this night in total drama? Because I’m all out of advice,” he added with a grin. “You asked,” I reminded him with a shrug. “You wanna forget your ex?” His sudden question caught me off guard. I sat up straighter. “Hell yeah.” “Is that why you’ve made up your mind to sleep with me?” I smirked. “Maybe. Have you made up your mind to sleep with me?”

"You mean he's still hung up on an ex?" I lean on the backrest. "I'm not sure. He keeps mentioning her name in his dream and..." She raises her palm. "In his dream? That's some...wait, you guys are sleeping together?" Her eyes widen. "You've been sleeping with him?" I scrunch up my face. "Get your mind out of the gutter. He only slept in my room because of the injury." She winks at me. "Hmm." "Can you just focus?" "Fine." She adjusts her sitting position." So, he mentions her name in a dream?"

She curls up in my arms, as we both drift into sweet deep slumber sleep. >>> Maybe seeing my ex will make get a little bit over Blake...and yes I'm still trying out my luck of falling out of love for him. If I try and it fails I will accept my fate. And no, I am not going to ever have anything with Mike. Nothing of the sort is going to ever happen.