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Chapter Five

I awoke the next morning wrapped in a strong pair of arms with a smile on my face. The previous night had been a reminder of what our marriage had been like before James turned into a medium whose body was possessed by work. He kissed me lazily on the head and I relished in his warmth.

‘Morning,’ his voice croaked to life.

‘Morning yourself.’ I tilted my head to kiss him back.

‘I’ve missed you.’

‘Me too.’ I smiled, snuggling back down into his arms. It had been too long. ‘We need to make more of an effort, you know – like have a date night, once a month – no ifs or buts?’

‘Will you be wearing that little number you had on last night?’ He nuzzled my neck.

‘Probably not that exact one,’ I said, smirking at the memory of him ripping it off my body.

It was nice to feel like Charlotte and James again.

After James left for work, I started up my laptop. After my own love life had been reignited, I was eager to see if Megan had received any interest on the Me & You dating site. There were two new messages. A twinge of excitement poked at my chest as I opened the first one.

Hi, loving your profile picture and smoking body and saw your local. Fancy getting to know each other over a few drinks at mine? Tom.

I winced at the grammatical error but, unsure as to whether or not Megan would care, I took the time to look at the tiny thumbnail picture of him just in case. It was of a very impressive, tanned, muscular torso, and you could just see the top of his tight designer boxer shorts, which sat far too low. Was that supposed to be his unique selling point?