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.

to gaze at the two sleeping children beside

lan revved the engine of his car to the max, heading for the address Tyler had sent. Fitch's kid was in critical condition, with no

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

Rachel's people. Though Rachel had been demoted to go undercover, she had unexpectedly arranged everything perfectly for Zoey, secretly

fire, a knot of anxiety tightening in his chest. Wildfires are notoriously difficult to contain, and

wheel tightly, lan arrived at the base of the

darkened immediately. Wildfires were terrifying; a shift in the wind

the blaze drawing the attention of the entire town

forehead, lan said, "We

the Phelps Herrington incident. He had watched

to recall

Attempting to light a cigarette but too shaken to manage, Tyler let his pack fall to

he was blaming himself for not holding Fitch back. "Cut the smoking, Tyler.

plopped down,

her behind bars. Now, hearing she's in trouble, he's

these people's drama, smart folks chasing each other over love, but now he was genuinely scared and