Ex-Husband's Regret

Chapter 0515

Calvin.

I watch the video Kinley sent me, laughing softly at just how funny it was. She sends me random funny animal videos because she knows they make me laugh. A day doesn't go by without one or two videos from her. If I am being honest, I look forward to seeing them in our chats.

Things between us have been perfect. Apart from Emma, I have never been serious about a woman before. Sure, I did try to move on when I joined college, but it was more of me sleeping around with random girls than moving on from Emma.

Don't look at me like that. All the girls I slept with before Emma knew the score. They knew there could be nothing between us, and it was only a bit of fun. I made that very clear before I got into bed with them. They understood and accepted. Life was simple until Emma and I crossed paths again.

After the first time I slept with Emma, I stopped my string of one-night stands. Then Emma got pregnant, and well, you know the rest. I haven't been with any other woman since that first night with her. I know, pathetic, but in my stupid defense, I was in love, and I thought it wasn't right sleeping around while still fucking Emma. No matter how much I was hurting, the thought of sleeping with someone else disgusted me.

Another ping brought my attention back to my phone.

[How was your day, handsome?] Kinley's text read.

food]

her own; it's her kindness, her warmth, her smile that lights everything around her. It's her compassion, the peace that surrounds her. It's simply her as a person. I know it'll sound cheesy, but she is an angel. One sent to

now that I am hearing from

thought about you most of

chuckle at that before replying. One thing I learned about Kinley is her love for food. She loves her food and isn't afraid to admit it. She's

quite some time now about asking her out. It's a big fucking step, and it scares the crap out of me, but

one woman since I was fourteen. Of course, there are parts of me that will fight against me. Fight against going for the unknown, preferring for me to stick to what I am used to. I can't let those parts win. Like I said, it's a huge step, but I think I am finally ready to reach

turn when

"What's up, buddy?"

are furrowed. Reading into his eyes, I know

asks, his voice thick as if he's

just send Kinley a quick text to let her know, and then I

what is happening, I send the text to her before setting my phone on silent and setting it