After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

"I'm starving," Maria said as she pulled her hand away, breaking the tension that had built between them.

Sidney nodded, his voice calm. "I've already made breakfast. Wash up, and it'll be ready."

"Alright," she responded, tossing the covers aside and sliding out of bed.

Her pale skin was adorned with faint traces of last night-bruises from his grip, tender marks where his lips had lingered. The sight told the story of their passion, but Maria didn't seem to mind. She moved with ease, disappearing into the bathroom without a second thought.

Sidney's eyes followed her every movement, heat rising again in his chest. He clenched his jaw, forcing himself to stay composed as the door shut behind her.

Moments later, her voice called out, "Can you grab me a dress?"

Sidney let out a breath, heading to her walk-in closet. As he stood in front of the endless rows of clothes, he paused. There were so many choices-elegant dresses, casual outfits.

For a brief moment, he was lost in indecision.

Finally, he chose a simple, comfortable-looking dress that he thought she'd like wearing around the house. He approached the bathroom door, giving it a soft knock before the door opened just enough for her hand to slip out.

her the dress,

later, he heard a small

Did I grab the wrong one?" Sidney

out, light and teasing, "No, it's

and headed back toward the kitchen, unaware of the amused

dress Sidney had picked out for her. As she stepped into the room, the

hearing her approach, glanced up and froze for a moment. The way the dress

hand in front of his face, breaking

snapping out of it. "Nothing...

down as he pulled out a chair

help but find his sudden awkwardness amusing. He wasn't usually like this-so flustered.

the kitchen. He returned to her side, his eyes lingering on her as she scrolled through her phone, replying to a few messages.

with each passing

spoke up. "Maria... about what you said last night... did

as if confused.