Countdown to My Divorce

Her Exit 360

Rachel casually whipped up three dishes and a soup. Lately, for some strange reason, she’d been craving spicy food. So she made spicy chicken, stir–fried squid with chili, and a dish Tyler liked, meatballs.

When she brought the food to the table, Tyler actually looked pretty satisfied. Rachel knew it was the meatballs he was pleased with.

She took off her apron and was just about to sit down when something seemed to roll past her foot. Ray suddenly went berserk, darting around the living room and knocking over a cup on the coffee table, spilling water everywhere.

Then he spotted a bug flying around the room and lunged toward the table. Rachel didn’t even have time to react. Ray crashed straight into her.

Her slender frame couldn’t handle the impact. She toppled backwards.

Quick on his feet, Tyler reached out and grabbed her waist, trying to pull her back.

But out of nowhere, Ray barreled into Tyler too, sending both of them crashing to the floor in a dizzying heap.

In that split–second, Tyler instinctively shielded Rachel’s head with his hand. A sharp crack followed, and a jolt of pain shot through his arm.

It was probably broken.

the head,

first instinct was to push Tyler away. But he didn’t move an

Her eyes widened.

hell was

like it would burst from her chest. His kiss had left her legs like jelly, and her breath came out hot and

it was like they were molded into one. His fingers gripped her waist as her body arched against

His eyes were closed, so she couldn’t tell what was

that he was a good kisser. So good, in fact, it stirred up

just been too long since

had to be

been dragged into deep water. The

felt his hand sliding further down her back. Panicked, she

eyes suddenly opened. His gaze was intense. His voice was deep and hoarse.

She looked at him frantically. “Tyler, do

said it so bluntly and casually

wondered if Tyler could even