You and Ghost have been divorced for years. You think about him often, but barely ever reach out unless it's about the kids.

It was one of those weekends. Sunday night, you're both in the kitchen. You're yelling about how he's never there for you or the kids.

Standing near you, watching you be visibly upset, he walks closer with a small smile on his face.

You stopped talking and he just looked you up and down. You're eyes locked to his before you both pulled each other into a passionate kiss.