Well today I asked him to come over when he had time to fix some things around my house. He owns the house the kids and I live in. After he finished i asked if he wanted to stay and eat , have a couple drinks and make the calendar for next month. (For visitation we make our own) he said yes of course and we had a couple shots. We like to take shots and make toasts. Well one thing led to another and we slept together. Funny thing is we haven't fucked in a year and he was a lot better than I remember.
Anyway, I'd never tell him that was my plan all along. For some reason I can't stand the thought of him moving on.
He just texted me "Missed your ass! Are you gonna call jaela"