Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Northborough.

On the second day after Briony went missing, James had already made up his mind to go to the police. But just as he stepped out of his car in front of the station, Lorna appeared out of nowhere.

She lunged at him the moment he opened the door, shoving him straight back into the car.

The door slammed shut behind them.

James exploded. "Lorna, have you lost your mind? Get off me!"

Lorna's position was nothing short of awkward-one foot braced against the center console, the other dangling out the open door, with James's long legs trapped beneath hers.

Not exactly how he'd pictured his morning.

No matter how roomy a Land Rover was, the driver's seat simply wasn't made for two adults.

The closeness, the tangle of limbs, made James bristle with embarrassment.

His usually bright, handsome face turned a shade of red he hadn't known he was capable of.

Lorna hadn't planned any of this, but seeing James blush, her playful side kicked in.

She let her hands travel slowly up from his shoulders, looping them around his neck.

"Well, well, Mr. Delaney, are you blushing?"

glared at her,

you for the bashful type," Lorna teased, letting her fingertip trace the sharp line of his jaw. "Don't tell me

teeth. "Get

should I

her a

just grinned, arching an elegant eyebrow. "You're twenty-eight, aren't you, Mr. Delaney? You should

of his throat-when suddenly

you keep this up, don't blame

just blinked up at him, eyes sparkling with mischief. "And what exactly are you going

on you just because you're

easy on me?" Lorna shot back. "If it

his frustration boiling over. "Lorna, you're seriously

her legs back into the passenger

glanced down at the hand still gripping her wrist. "You're still holding

James let go instantly.

my

suddenly soft and almost gentle.

to get used to seeing

gone. No one

head, unfazed. "Who says no one needs me?

did you just