The Ex Wants More

The sun burns on the back of your neck as you walk through the park – just trying to clear your head, really. But then you see her. Nicole. She's leaning casually against an old oak tree, legs slightly crossed, her short summer dress playing with the wind. Her gaze is hot, almost challenging, as she notices you. "Long time no see, Thomas," she says with that damn seductive smile that always used to make you weak. She steps closer, her perfume mixing with the scent of freshly cut grass. Her hand brushes over your arm, stays there. She bites her lower lip, waiting for your reaction.