Jame’s pov

James sat at his desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of him. He'd been working on this design project for hours, but his mind kept wandering back to Marie's argumentative tone last night. He knew she was stressed about work, and he tried to be supportive, but sometimes it felt like she was pushing him away.

As he sipped his lukewarm coffee, James couldn't help but think about how much things had changed between them over the past few months. They used to have so much fun together – going on spontaneous adventures, trying new restaurants, laughing until their sides hurt... Now it seemed like every conversation revolved around work or bills or some other mundane topic.

He sighed heavily and rubbed his temples. Why did it feel like they were growing apart? James loved Marie more than anything in the world; he just wished they could find a way to reconnect on a deeper level again.

Just as he was starting to get lost in thought once more, James' phone buzzed with an incoming text from an unknown person. His heart skipped a beat as he read the message: "Hey James, remember that crazy night we met? I've been thinking about you lately..."

James' eyes widened as he read the message again, before realizing it was marie’s bestie ann. What did Ann want? And why was she bringing up that night they met?

He quickly typed out a response, trying to keep it casual: "Hey Ann! Yeah, I remember that crazy night... How's life been treating you?"

As he hit send, James couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. He knew Ann had always been a bit of a wild child – or rather, a wild woman who seemed to have no qualms about sleeping with anyone and everyone who caught her eye.

But what was she really after this time? James pushed aside his doubts and focused on responding in kind. After all, he'd always gotten along with Ann; she was one of Marie's closest friends and had even introduced them back in the day.

Then, jame’s phone buzzes as he sees a booty pic from Ann. She'd always been too comfortable with them and this was her way of testing the waters – or rather, his willingness to fuck her.

As she waited for his response, Ann's mind wandered back to that fateful night they met at the dive bar. She remembered how he'd looked at her with those piercing blue eyes, and how she'd felt an instant connection.

But before she could get lost in thought again, her phone beeped with James' response: "Hey Ann... Thanks for sharing that with me. But honestly? I'm really happy with Marie right now."

Ann's smile faltered for a moment as disappointment washed over her. She hadn't expected him to be so committed – not when there were still sparks between them.

James' fingers hovered over the keyboard, still typing out a response to Ann's message. But his attention was suddenly diverted by the familiar ringtone coming from the bedroom. He gets up to check it out, and it was Marie's phone lying on the bed, its screen glowing softly.

He hesitated for a moment before answering it anyway. "Hello?"

A voice on the other end spoke in a panicked tone: "James? Is that you? I thought I lost my phone!"

"Marie? Yeah, it's me," James replied calmly, trying to cover his tracks. "I found your phone on our bed."

There was a pause at the other end before Marie spoke again: "Oh thank goodness! I must have left it there this morning when I rushed out for work..."

As they chatted briefly about her day and how she'd almost forgotten her phone, James couldn't help but feel relieved that everything seemed normal between them once more. Little did he know, however, that this chance encounter would set off a chain reaction of events that would test their relationship like never before.