This wasn’t her … his Emma was not this cold-hearted, unfeeling bitch who just slammed sex like that, who dismissed last night as a drunken mistake not worth mentioning.

Everything loose in the car flew around them dramatically, but he didn’t care. He needed to get out and away from her before he ripped the goddamn steering wheel off and used it to smash the windscreen out.

He felt her looking his way as he hauled off his belt and got out of the car. Stalking far away from ...