I never keep secrets from my best friend, but I'm not sure how to tell her I'm sneaking around with her brother. .

. who's also my ex-husband.

I might be single, but I'm not ready to mingle. I should've stayed home from the street dance.

My feet are barely surviving the two-step and my dance partners are looking for dates while I'm only interested in forgetting the man I was once married to. The night's about to end with bruised toes and a rain storm when the guy who swept me off my feet years ago cuts in right before the downpour starts.

Wilder Knight has always been the best dance partner I've ever had. Just not the best husband.

Once the storm hits, we take refuge in his pickup, but that isn't all we do. After steaming up the windows and losing my underwear, I make a habit out of hooking up with my ex-husband.

Only the longer we continue, the easier it is to see why our marriage fell apart. I couldn't get over him the first time and losing him a second time might destroy the secure life I've built for myself, leaving me to ask.

. .

Were we better left an unfinished memory?. .