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.

handed her the dress, and she pulled it

he

grab the wrong one?" Sidney asked,

out, light and teasing, "No,

and headed back toward the kitchen, unaware

from the bedroom, wearing the dress Sidney had picked out for her. As she stepped into the room, the silky fabric of the dress shimmered subtly with her movements,

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

his face, breaking his trance. "What are

blinked, snapping out

eat," she said, sitting down as

his sudden awkwardness amusing. He wasn't usually

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

each

spoke up. "Maria... about what

her phone, blinking as if confused.