3 DAYS LATER
BLUEBELL'S POV
His hands were on my back, fingertips pressing on my top, drawing circles against a small strip of bare skin and that made me break the kiss with a gasp.
“Not here William,”
“What do you mean not here?” He mumbled half incoherently not wanting to stop.
“We used to sleep with my husband in this same bed,”
“Damn right,” He sighed and took a step away from me.
“Since your friend Fern hooked us up it has always been about your husband. You are too pretty Bell but it is clear that you are still in love with your ex-husband,” He gushed.
“I don’t love him,” I mumbled.
“Have you ever heard me talking about my ex-wife?”
“No,”
“To mean I want a new start, you should too. He left you for Christ sake,” He reminded me of my nightmare.
“Let us see if it can wor
