HIS EX WIFE CAME BACK
ter
gala
ca's
I hadn't heard in a long time-genuine happiness. His arms
ng her like she was the most precious thing in the w
" he murmured, his han
nd that made my stomach churn. "
n't react. I shouldn't feel t
his
the one who bore his son. The one who cooked his meals, waited for him to come home,
ough to look at her. His hands staye
amazing," h
t inv
my lips to curve. "Johnny, ar
turned, pretending like he wasn't causing
ven though I knew she wouldn't t
e before looking back at Joh
y heart clenched. I a
ohnny said wit
at me. Not once did h
s he took her hand and le
barely
anced with me.
he dance floor, he didn't take my hand. He said
se, moving with her as if they
in my throat. My hand
to remind me
s chance w
man who neve
han a mistake he was
t help. Because even in the da
ohnny moaning Tracy'
... ba
e in bed together, when his hands were on my
. God, T
o pretend it didn't hurt. Because every time I brought
for you, I woul
slept beside a man who
ed that maybe, just maybe,
own, I kne
? We weren't
e a tr
rs and focused on the
ng. His fingers traced small circl
lost
lost in
aybe hours. I did
sudd
lean
pening befor
pressed a
didn't pull away.He didn't stop her.And I...I gasped, m
hell?" I
ed out before I
one cared.Not even my h