Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0460 The rest of dinner is silent. He did owe me an apology, but I didn’t know what to say. If T am being honest, I never thought that Gabriel would ever apologize to me. So, to have him doing it and, while being sincere, has left me speechless.

We finish dinner and call downstairs for them to come pick up the dishes.

“I'm going to sleep? Do you need anything before I do?” I ask once the dishes have been cleared and the hotel personnel had left our room.

Deep inside I was panicking at having to share a room with Gabriel, but my jet lag outweighed the anxiety.

“I’m also headed to bed. I’m fucking tired.” I stifle the surge in panic. I thought 1’d sleep before him like I always do. That would give me the time I needed to " relax and rest before he joined me. 1’d

(_) +15 BONUS counted on being asleep by the time he decided to pop into bed.

Gritting my teeth in irritation and frustration, I nod my head before ~ stomping to the bedroom.

“Which side do you prefer?” he asks, walking inside before stopping at the bed.

“I don’t really have a preference. As long as I sleep, then it doesn’t really matter.” “Okay, then I'll take the left. You take the right.” “Fine” We switch sides and I push back the covers before getting in.

“What are you doing?” his voice stops what I am doing.

“Dividing the bed, clearly” I continue arranging the pillows down the middle of the bed. It’s childish, sue me! I need a barrier between us and

(_) +15 BONUS that’s exactly what I'm getting.

Once I am done, I settle more comfortably on my side, breathing a sigh of relief.

“Is this really necessary, Harper?” he asks, his hands motioning to the bed and pillows.

that?” “Nothing. I just think we would both sleep better if everyone stayed on their side of the bed.” He chuckles. “I call bullshit. I think you are afraid you’ll

not bullshit. It’s the truth.” His

Sure, Harper, whatever makes you

switches the light off. Minutes later, I

of a hand on me slowly brings my mind to consciousness. It’s a battle as I

Gabriel fucking me more times than I can count since we got married again, but this dream felt different. It felt so

it isn't a dream. A small gasp leaves my lips when I feel

had his hands on my breast and his fingers were pinching my very erect nipple, I’m stunned and frozen at the same time because of how good his \ hands feel. I want to move. I

can’t. Not

he was spooning me. So close to me, that I felt his breath on the back of my neck. I try to wiggle, but I stop when I

Is he still asleep? Is he aware of what he was doing? I don’t

ass were rendering me completely useless. It was hard to think, especially given that my brain had chosen this moment to remind me how good sex

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I didn’t know what to say. If T am being honest, I never thought that Gabriel would ever apologize to me. So, to have him doing it and, while being sincere, has left

dinner and call downstairs for them to come pick up the

do?” I ask once the dishes

having to share a room with Gabriel, but my jet

thought 1’d sleep before him like I always do. That would give me the time I needed

on being asleep by the time he decided to pop

teeth in irritation and frustration, I nod my head before ~ stomping to the

he asks, walking inside before

“Okay, then I'll take the left. You take the right.” “Fine” We

voice