His Curvy Wife — Mary E. Thompson

RamseyWalking out was the hardest thing I'd ever done. I promised her I'd never do it, but I also promised I'd keep her safe. That was the promise I couldn't keep if I stayed. I wouldn't risk her life or her health, so I risked my own heart and walked away. But she was ready to move on. To meet someone else. To find a new man who'd be willing to put what she wanted above keeping her safe. A new man who'd put his hands on my wife. Love her. Touch her. Hell. No. She was still mine. MelodyI've only ever loved one man. One gorgeous, maddening, wonderful man. I even managed to marry him. I thought we'd be together forever, but everything changed when I lost our baby. Instead of being his wife and lover, I was his new project. Something to fix. I didn't need to be fixed, though. I couldn't be. I needed my husband, but he wasn't there. Some other man was there. A man who stopped seeing me and only saw a fragile, wounded woman he had to shelter. But it was all over. My husband left me. He couldn't fix me, so he stopped trying. He told me he wanted a divorce, and I had no reason to make him stay. We weren't the people we used to be. I still loved him, but, as much as I wanted it to be, sometimes love wasn't enough.And sometimes life threw you a curve. Like being paired with my husband on an online dating site. Could it be as easy as starting over?