Wife In Disguise. Susan Mallery

world. As for the kitchen, between the microwave and your list of takeout, I’ll be fine.”

      “You don’t cook?”

      She hesitated. “Not much. I didn’t used to at all, but I’ve been slowly teaching myself.”

      Josie didn’t cook, either, but with her it was a matter of principle. They’d never gotten far enough past the fighting for him to know if she’d even known how. He shook his head as if to clear it. He didn’t understand his sudden obsession with his ex-wife.

      She looked at him and smiled. “I don’t want to keep you, Del. Thanks for the tour. I’ll let you get back to work.”

      The problem was he didn’t want to be anywhere but with her. In fact, he could think of several ways for them to spend the day together and only about half of them involved getting naked.

      Instead he asked if she would be all right going down the stairs on her own.

      “Down is much easier than up,” she informed him.

      With no brilliant excuse suddenly presenting itself, he found himself leaving, both her presence and the house. Because he had things to do at the office, then he had to start working on her kitchen cabinets. But he found himself thinking about her throughout the day. About the way she laughed and smelled and felt in his arms. And the way he’d wanted to kiss her more than he’d wanted anything in a real long time.