The Runaway Groom

Chapter 772

"We have a hit. I'm heading over as we speak."

James had managed to track down the goons, but they were out of town so he needed to head over to confirm right away.

He was already on his way, but he decided he should give Isaac a head's up.

"Good," Isaac replied. "Contact me when you have something."

"Sure."

With that, Isaac hung up and turned around, only to see that Irene was gone from their table.

His heart skipped a beat—the unending list of trouble that occurred to her was almost freakish, leading to his mind always jumping to the worst-case scenario.

He looked around frantically, but he eventually found her carrying a paper bag.

He frowned and strode over to her. "Where did you go?"

held up the paper bag to show him. "I bought you donuts. There's nothing else

snacks, but if you don't want it, we can

cutting her short. "You weren't

around her, half-joking

it was a direct view of his long neck and that alluring

my bodyguard and follow me around

"What, do I get

Irene replied unapologetically, and put the donuts on the table. "Come here, sit—I know you don't like the grease on grilled skewers, but bear with it for today. I won't make you eat

can do this on occasion, but not all the time." Isaac certainly was not accustomed to this, but Irene was considerate of his tastes and bought him donuts, since he did not like the charred

she liked, but that sort of food was unhealthy, and

Irene nodded. "Okay."

supper, Irene was holding Tommy but keeping him at arm's reach,

to grilled food, the scent tended

she asked,

turned on

and so leaned closer so that he could smell it, while

gaze then. "What, do you want