His Curvy Wife

<p><strong style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)><em>Ramsey</em></strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>Dating. My wife was dating. She wanted more kids even though the doctor said it could kill her so I left. Now she's dating. I saw her. With that other guy. He put his hands on her. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>On my wife. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>He was going to touch her. Love her. Make her laugh. Risk her life. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>Hell. No. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>She was still mine. </span></p><p></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)><em>Melody</em></strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>I've only ever loved one man. One gorgeous maddening wonderful man. I still loved my husband but he walked out. He couldn't fix me couldn't change my mind so he asked for a divorce and moved out. I had no reason to make him stay. We weren't the same people we used to be. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(50 50 51 0.75)>But I still wanted more kids. I wanted someone to share my life with. Online dating sounded better than picking up single dads in the pickup line. Joke was on me though. The one person I liked talking to was the one person I was trying to forget. My husband. </span></p>