Vincent walked inside quickly with his wife on his arm. Delaney had to step fast to keep up with him. He swept her into his office and closed the door behind them.
"Vincent," she looked up at him with worry, "What's going..."
Her husband pulled her into his arms and gave her a quick kiss. "I'm sorry," he said quietly but trailed off before dropping his lips to hers again and kissing her with an almost hunger. He held her pressed to his body and she wrapped her arms around his neck, happy to kiss him back although she didn't understand his unexpected intensity.
When his lips finally left hers Delaney kept her eyes closed for a moment as her head spun and she rested it against his chest.
"I'm sorry," he repeated, his voice hoarse now, "I just... God Delaney if Ian hadn't had that blade and his aim hadn't been true when he threw it... That idiot guard could have hurt you or..."
