The two children had just been taken upstairs by Stewart for their baths. By now, they were probably fast asleep.

Briony didn't disturb them. She went straight back to the master bedroom.

James didn't return until half past midnight.

There was a split on his lower lip and a bright red handprint on his cheek.

After settling the kids in for the night, Stewart went downstairs to prepare some medicine. When he came out of the kitchen, carrying the freshly brewed concoction, he ran right into James.

Stewart raised an eyebrow when he saw James's battered face.

Sometimes, men didn't need words-just a glance and everything was clear.

It was obvious: something had happened between James and Lorna.

Perhaps Stewart's amusement was a little too obvious, because James snapped, "What are you staring at? Never seen a handsome guy get roughed up by a woman before?"

Just then, footsteps echoed from behind him.

The so-called "ruffian" herself, Lorna, strolled in.

Compared to James, she looked almost untouched-except her lipstick was gone, there wasn't a hair out of place.

You came on to

"You're

tall, graceful figure leaning against the entryway cabinet. "Fine, since it was your first kiss, let's just say I

James was speechless.

"It's late. If you two want to flirt and

cheeky whistle as she passed James, heading straight upstairs to the guest room Briony

saying nothing more, started up the stairs with the medicine.

and looked back.

not quite meeting his eyes. "I just wanted to ask... has Lorna dated

want to know, you should

her?" James huffed. "Forget it. Pretend I never brought it

obvious denial but didn't

person had to figure out for

a word,"

surprised,

late. Get some rest," Stewart added, turning and heading

hand. After a moment of thought, he lowered his voice. "So, what's going on

Stewart answered, calm and

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