The Divorce Prescription

Nigel looked at the tears on her face. "You're already crying this much before I even did anything with that woman. If I had really done it, would you have cried yourself to death?"

Fiona snapped back immediately, "Don't flatter yourself! Who says I was crying over you? Let go! I'm closing the door!"

But before she could, Nigel grabbed her wrist, yanked her out of the car, and then shoved her into the back seat.

Fiona struggled. "What are you doing? Let go of me! I want to get out!"

Nigel climbed into the back seat after her, then shut the door and pulled her into

his lap.

"What's with the fuss?"

Fiona tried to climb off. "What are you trying to do, Nigel? We're in a car!"

Nigel leaned down and kissed her. "Haven't we done it in a car before? Didn't you used to like that?"

Fiona, at a loss for words, bit him on the lips.

Nigel hissed from the pain as she bit hard enough to draw blood. He reached up and cupped her face. "Fiona, I'm still drugged. Are you really not going to help? Without your help, I might actually die."

Fiona hesitated.

If you were poisoned, I'd trade my life for yours in

twinge of guilt and explained,

really that

back in the seat, totally giving up

to die? She reached up and looped her arms around

on purpose, aren't you? You're just trying to use

her. "So, are you

nodded. "You saved me.

"Then you take the

was speechless. Was he actually asking her to make the first

him a

her collar and tugged her shirt down. "What's with the look? Didn't

kiss him, sealing his lips

amazing! Mr. and Mrs. Hampton had been at odds for decades, with neither willing to give in. But ever Butever since you showed up, they

got back together!"

and smiled.

for each other. Turns out they do, so now it'll be much easier to help

couldn't help but give

had hired