Winter's Mate: Fated on Ice
But he just kept smiling, taking another step closer.
Fear began to creep in as I took a step back. What would he do now? Would he strangle me? Or… a shiver ran down my spine.
“Secondly,” Jude continued, raising his middle and index finger in a slow count, his voice dropping an octave as he advanced on me, “divorcing you right now would mean admitting to the world that I’m a big piece of trash who abandoned his family twice. I still have a reputation and endorsements to protect despite the show we gave at the altar, my dear wife.”