As Briony made her way downstairs, James had just stepped out of his car. Seeing her safe and sound, he let out a sigh of relief.

"What took you so long up there? I tried calling you a bunch of times and you didn't pick up. I was starting to think something happened."

"You called me?" Briony immediately fished her phone out of her purse. Sure enough, there were three missed calls.

She slipped the phone back into her bag and looked at James. "Sorry, I had it buried in my purse and didn't notice."

James opened the passenger door for her. "As long as you're alright. You know you're practically a national treasure right now-Father Benedict and Mrs. Winslow remind me every day to keep an eye on you."

Briony's lips curved in a faint smile as she ducked into the car.

James closed the door and turned to head for his own seat, but just then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a tall figure in black stepping out of the building.

He paused and glanced over.

Stewart had seen him, too.

But the two men merely exchanged a fleeting look before turning away.

At that moment, a sleek black Mercedes pulled up behind James's Range Rover.

out and opened the

slid into his seat, buckled up,

his window, disappearing into the

on the steering wheel, James asked, "Stewart didn't

her temples. "He refuses

was stunned. "He's already gone public with Rosita, and Irwin's five now. What's he playing at,

head. "I honestly have no idea what he

get off on stringing along his first love as the other woman?

don't know."

pressed. "If he won't agree, you could always file

true. If she sued for divorce on grounds of infidelity, the court would have no reason not

you

him to court, I'm worried I won't find a lawyer willing

get someone from out of town," James suggested. "When

be a

go again. Do you think of Father

he'd suddenly brought that up, but after

James shot her a playful look. "So

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