Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Fitch had always been the kind of guy who could keep his cool, even Tyler had said so. It must be serious over there. lan's brow furrowed as he glanced at Maja, still in bed, recovering.

He couldn't let her know what was happening; she'd just end up in tears again. Her body was still on the mend.

He hastily set down the book he was reading, a dog-eared copy of a Rosemary Sanders novel, and bent to plant a kiss on Maja's cheek. "There's a bit of a situation at the office. I need to step out, but if you feel unwell, don't hesitate to call me."

"Is something wrong?"

"Just a meeting, nothing major. I'll be back before you know it."

Maja nodded. The little boy snoozing beside her was named Craig, and the girl, Rosemary Sanders. In the end, one bore lan's surname, while the other took on the Sanders family name.

A weak smile curved her lips. Childbirth had taken a toll on her, but after a week of rest, she didn't feel discomfort anywhere.

For the past week, lan had been on diaper duty and mixing formula. When the babies fussed at night, as Maja stirred, lan would gently press her back into bed. "Rest up. I'll take the little ones next door to settle them down."

Maja was indeed weary, drifting back to sleep before she knew it.

A week of this routine had drawn dark circles under lan's eyes, yet he seemed to glow with a spirited light.

turned to gaze at the two sleeping children beside her and, filled with contentment, fell

lan revved the engine of his car to the max, heading for the address Tyler had sent.

disaster-a wildfire had consumed half the hillside. Firefighters were still battling the flames, preventing any

Rachel's people. Though Rachel had been demoted to go undercover, she had unexpectedly arranged everything perfectly for Zoey, secretly securing a safe spot away from prying

car had barely reached the foot of the hill when he saw the distant glow of the fire, a knot of anxiety tightening in his

evacuated was a mystery. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, lan arrived at the base of the hill and saw Tyler waiting, his

terrifying; a shift in

area was swarming with fire engines, the blaze drawing the attention of the entire town of

forehead, lan said, "We need more hands

incident. He had watched Fitch

couldn't bear to recall the

never having seen him so desperate. Attempting to light a cigarette but too shaken to

knew he was blaming himself for not holding Fitch back. "Cut the smoking, Tyler. Fitch isn't going down that

down, his

her behind bars. Now, hearing she's in trouble, he's ready to throw his life away. You guys

used to relish watching these people's drama, smart folks chasing each other over love, but now he was genuinely scared and regretful. They'd known each other for years. Phelps had vanished,