Page 11 of The Ex

I have a hard time suppressing a shiver when he says my name. It brings me back to when we were in bed together.

"A date sounds good," I tell him.

"I’ll pick you up at seven thirty." He places a soft kiss on my lips, then gives me a smile that makes me melt.

Then, without another word, he leaves. Damn, what have I gotten myself into?

Jenny is squealing with laughter.

"Your face when he kissed you. That was hot."

I have to sit down. I don't think my legs can keep me standing upright. That kiss was swoon worthy. I look over at Jenny. She's got a smile on her face like the Cheshire Cat.

"Am I making a mistake?"

She jumps up off her chair and plops down next to me.

"No, you are finally doing something for you. Don't ruin this by over-thinking. Just enjoy it."

Okay.

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