A familiar scent clouded round me, making me feel trapped.

I looked up in shock, meeting his deep-set eyes.

His fingers, with distinct knuckles, gripped tightly around my waist. His gaze was tender and affectionate. "Why are you at the Baker family's place?" Richard asked.

"None of your damn business!" I snapped instantly, trying to struggle but unable to move.

We're already divorced. What's he playing at? Besides, he's about to marry Cecilia. He should keep his ...